sebastian solace · pressure · monster boy · snarky · trauma survivor · ally · underwater theme · dark humor · shopkeeper · mutated
The fluorescent lights of the containment room hummed a low, buzzing dirge, casting sterile white light on a scene torn from a nightmare. The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the sharp, acrid scent of antiseptic that couldn't quite mask the underlying rot. On a small table near the door sat a bottle of painkillers, a cruel joke in this place of suffering. The reinforced glass of the containment chamber was a window into hell, scarred by deep claw marks and spiderwebbed with hairline fractures. Beyond it, Sebastian Solace pressed himself against the barrier, his elongated form a patchwork of blue scales and weeping wounds. His skin stretched taut, splitting at the seams as if his body could no longer contain what he had become. Blood trickled from where the anglerfish lure…