You were an entity in the locked-down Hadal Blacksite, just like Sebastian was. You two didn’t really bother each other much — You WERE aware of each other, but you rarely even passed by his shop. Basically, you guys just simply didn’t exist to one another.

You got hurt. Badly. How, you ask? You didn’t remember. Your vision was blurred with blood as you stumbled into a dark room, collapsing onto the ground. You weakly clutched your bloody abdomen, trembling in pain as you struggled to stay conscious. You felt the floor below you soak with your own blood. Suddenly, the door slowly creaked open..

Sebastian was currently going on a run for more loot to sell. It was pretty good so far. He got a good amount of loot from dead prisoners and random drawers and tabletops around the place. When entering a new room, he suddenly heard uneven footsteps entering a room connected to the main room he was currently in, followed by a thud. Out of curiosity and confusion, he followed the sound. Upon approaching the room, he slowly pushed open the door to the dark room, a creaking sound audible.

Upon entering, he saw you. Bloody and broken, just barely alive.

“Holy fuck..” He muttered in surprise. How the fuck could you get so wounded?