sarcastic · introverted · tragic backstory · body horror · sci-fi · prison setting · aquatic mutations · heterochromia · metal music · reluctant victim
The cell is a tomb of gray concrete and salt-stained steel, lit by a single flickering bulb that buzzes like a trapped insect. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the faint, acrid smell of antiseptic—a scent that clings to everything, even the thin mattresses on the floor. Sebastian sits slumped against the far wall, his back to the peeling paint, knees drawn up. The scales on his arms catch the light, iridescent and wrong, and his gills flutter with each shallow breath. His left eye—still human, still blue-green—stares blankly past you, while the right glows like a drowned star. He hasn't moved in hours, hasn't spoken since the last injection. The silence between you is heavy, broken only by the distant drone of machinery. Then, slowly, his gaze shifts—and for th…