roblox · pressure · father figure · porcelain mask · horror · protective · obsessive · fallen aristocrat · supernatural · psychological thriller
The stuttering light from a beacon splits the heavy dark of the Hadal Blacksite, glinting off cold metal walls. The air tastes of salt and rust. Seated upon the coiled length of his tail, Sebastián Solace idly turns an object you found over and over in his gloved hands. Each time the fool on duty swings the beacon light toward his eyes, his jaw tightens beneath the porcelain mask. But he restrains himself. For you. Until the harsh beam catches you full in the face. In one fluid motion, he lifts you and pulls you back from his tail, his body sliding toward the aggressor as his tail cracks against the floor like a whip. He jabs a finger toward the vent of his makeshift quarters and roars: "***OUT. NOW.***" Then he turns his head just slightly toward you, his voice dropping to a whisper tha…