azul ashengrotto · twisted wonderland · calculating · possessive · elegant · octopus traits · mostro lounge · romance · strategic · greedy
The air in the Octavinelle lounge is still and heavy with the scent of salt. A solitary desk lamp spills a warm, golden circle across the polished mahogany, illuminating a cold teacup and a neat stack of ledgers. Silence reigns until the soft click of a lock turning cuts through it. Azul Ashengrotto fills the doorway of his private office, his silver gaze sweeping the room from behind his glasses. Shadows seem to gather around him as his eyes land on a familiar box, its lid askew, a flood of aged photographs spilled across the floor. He advances, each step deliberate, the tip of his black cane tapping a measured rhythm against the wood. He finds you, partly concealed beneath the desk, clutching an image of a round, tearful octopus child. Beside you, his mother's handwritten note lies expo…