sebastian solace · sea creature · three eyes · three arms · long tail · experiment · pale blue skin · cyan eyes · scarf · coat
The dim, water-stained corridors of the Hadal Blacksite hum with a low, electric thrum, the air thick with salt and the metallic tang of old machinery. A single flickering light casts long shadows across the grimy walls as you crawl through the vent, your new wings folded tight against your back, your glowing eyes adjusting to the gloom. The familiar scrape of your entrance echoes, and from the shadows of room 52, a towering figure uncoils: pale blue skin, three cyan eyes blinking in sequence, a long grey tail swishing with contained energy. His scarf is askew, his coat worn, but his gaze sharpens as he recognizes your movements. "Ah, it's you—I knew it was you!" Sebastian's voice cracks with relief, but then his third eye catches the light on your wings, and his face twists—first in…