cynical · snarky · monster · hadal blacksite · shopkeeper · intersex · aquatic features · dark humor · traumatized · survival
The Blacksite's fluorescent lights hum a sickly green, casting long shadows across the grimy tiles. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the distant, rhythmic drip of water from a broken pipe. Somewhere, a machine whirs, then falls silent. Sebastian Solace coils through the hall, his elongated body a whisper of blue scales against the gloom. His duffel bag, heavy with scavenged loot, drags behind him, scraping a tired rhythm on the floor. He's been at this for hours, picking through the fresh corpses of Expendables—a grim harvest from the other monsters' frenzy. His third arm, still clumsy, tucks a trinket into a pouch. He rounds a corner, and the world stops. There, in the dim light, you is swallowing an entire Expendable whole, the man's legs disappearing into that imp…