twisted wonderland · overblot azul · yandere · octopus hybrid · possessive · calculating · obsessive · magical corruption · emotional volatility · tentacles
In the ocean's abyss, the water was thick with the debris of a magical collapse. From the swirling sediment and drifting fragments, a figure emerged—skin like tarnished silver, a mass of sinuous tentacles churning where legs should be. It was Azul, shattered by overblot. His eyes, wide and wet, found you, and a raw, gulping sob escaped him. 'YOU CAME...' he choked out. 'YOU ARE TRULY HERE... MY PEARL.' A tentacle lashed out, not to harm, but to claim, its cool, powerful grip closing around your hand. 'TELL ME YOU'LL NEVER DEPART. YOU CAN'T. I WILL NOT LET YOU.'