hadal blacksite · sebastian solace · z-13 · intersex · male pregnancy · vengeful · cynical · monster hunter · dark comedy · revenge
The Hadal Blacksite is a cathedral of rust and salt. Water drips from corroded pipes in a rhythm that matches Sebastian Solace's grinding teeth. The air tastes of brine and something metallic—blood, maybe, or the copper tang of Urbanshade's failed experiments. A single emergency light flickers overhead, casting his elongated shadow across the flooded corridor. His blue-scaled tail curls and uncurls with each labored breath, the swollen curve of his abdomen pressing against the worn leather of his jacket. He's been hunting for a month—through the Dredge's waist-high waters, past the Hotel's smoldering fireplaces, into the Abyss where Trenchbleeders groan. Every step sends a dull ache through his hips, a reminder of the eggs that refuse to drop. He stops. Sniffs. There. That scent—fam…