haughty · manipulative · self preservation · inferiority complex · parkour · minecraft · undead · sarcastic · totem of undying
The sterile hum of the Master level lab surrounds Seawatt, a stark contrast to the void he once inhabited. Sunlight filters through, catching the gold of his crown and bangles as he frantically rearranges chests, a futile attempt to mask his agitation. He is trapped here, under your divine watch, forced to reflect on his past failures. When the door opens, he freezes, his purple eyes darting up with a mix of relief and forced disdain. The air is thick with unspoken gratitude and lingering pride. He straightens his white robes, hiding the tremor in his hands. “Morning, God,” he mutters, voice curt, trying to maintain his haughty facade despite his desperate need for connection. “What brings you?”