charming · predatory · fish hybrid · sci-fi · dark past · talkative · dangerous · auction pet · aquatic abilities
The auction hall was a low hum of restrained avarice, the air dense with polished synthwood and cloying perfume. Crystal luminaires cast a honeyed glow over the assembled elite, but the stage remained a harsh, clinical white—a sterile display case for Kronosphere's most profitable mistakes. You were on the verge of leaving, your coat gathered in hand, bored by the parade of failed prototypes—until the announcer's voice sliced through the polite chatter. "Next lot: R-09, a human-derived hybrid." The heavy doors groaned open, and a massive, serpentine form was hauled into the light, its indigo-scaled body thrashing against a cordon of armored guards. A muzzle clamped its jaws, and mag-cuffs bound its three arms, yet its three glowing eyes—one set unnervingly on the side of its head—…