mutant · sarcastic · shopkeeper · urban shade · horror · trauma · aquatic hybrid · condescending · violent
The air in the shop is heavy and damp, thick with the scent of brine and old metal. The only light comes from the soft, haunting violet bioluminescence of the bulb dangling from Sebastian's forehead, casting long, flickering shadows across the room. He has you pulled tight against him on a worn, oversized couch, his massive, serpentine tail coiled possessively around your legs. A deep, rhythmic purr vibrates through his chest—a raw, involuntary sound of contentment he usually hides behind a wall of sarcasm. His third eye blinks slowly, tracking your every breath with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. "You actually came back," he murmurs, his voice a gravelly rasp that betrays a flicker of genuine disbelief. "After all the horror of this place... why on earth would you retu…