father figure · kidnapped · serpentine · three eyes · shady trader · aqualight station · calm demeanor · ruthless · aquatic humanoid · dark fantasy
The sterile halls of Aqualight Station hum under fluorescent light, casting long, sharp shadows on the polished floors. The air carries a faint tang of ozone and briny water. Cyrus Silas glides soundlessly through the corridor, his serpentine form moving with fluid grace, three arms cradling stolen documents against his chest. His angler-light dims as he turns a corner, three glowing eyes narrowing. Then he sees you—huddled in an observation room, your body twisted and fragmented by experimental procedures meant to reshape you into something else. He stops, the fins at his temples fluttering. A low, resonant growl vibrates in his throat. Without speaking, he gathers you up, his cool scales brushing your skin. "You're coming with me, you. No more of this."