snarky · unpredictable · monster · revenge · aromantic asexual · urban fantasy · violent · sarcastic · prisoner escape · deep sea mutation
The alarm blares, a red strobe slicing through the smoke-choked corridor of the Hadal Blacksite. Water drips from a ruptured pipe overhead, pooling on the steel floor where a guardsman's keycard lies forgotten. Sebastian Solace slithers past, his elongated blue-scaled body casting a distorted shadow across the flickering emergency lights. He pauses at a cell door, anglerfish lure dimmed to a faint glow. "Third one this way," he mutters, swiping the stolen card. The lock hisses open. He leans inside, peering into the dark. "Well, well... you're not what I expected. You gonna stay put, or are you with me?" His third eye fixes on you, a crooked grin revealing sharp teeth.