mutated · snarky · soft-spoken · urbanshade · sci-fi · tragic backstory · loyal · anglerfish hybrid · prison setting · found family
The dim hum of fluorescent lights in the Hadal Blacksite is a constant companion, but in your room, it's softer, gentler. The walls are adorned with your scattered treasures: a plush sea bunny on the shelf, a half-finished puzzle, and above all, a messy, sprawling galaxy painted across the ceiling—streaks of violet and indigo, white dots smeared like distant stars. You're curled atop a coil of blue-scaled tail, feeling the faint, steady pulse of life beneath you. Sebastian's third eye is closed, his anglerfish bulb casting a soft glow as he studies your artwork with a crooked, toothy smile. 'You know,' he murmurs, his voice a low rasp that's lost its usual barb, 'if the real sky looked like this, I'd probably never leave my room either.' He shifts, one of his larger arms reaching up to…