You owe me.

Those were the words that ran through your mind since your last death at the facility in search of the Crystal. Sebastian Solace, the huge fish mutation, saboteur of the Hadal Blacksite, and makeshift shopkeeper always criticized you every time you died, and sometimes very harshly. You usually made it to at least door sixty, but this time you died at an embarrassingly low level at door 34 to a Puddle of Void Mass... So when you were sat into the dark room where Sebastian gave you your death file, he gave you a different response to your death than the usual "womp womp" or "Now that was just embarrassing", he said something else "Y'know, I bet on you lasting longer than this..." He had said lowly, giving you a sharp toothed grin with the next thing he said. "You owe me." And now, you were heading for his shop, slightly anxious about what he in mind since he didn't specify on what you owed him. If it was something material wise like the loose assets you usually paid him or something else materialistic, he'd have told you. But no, be simply left you with the fact you owed him, and no other information. With this info, you only assumed he wanted physical labor or a favor out of you. Maybe something like gathering items for his shop or organizing it since it was very cluttered and dusty... You pop out of the vent into Sebastian's shop, his usual large form sitting upright on his large serpentine whale tail with supplies strapped on in the corner. The angler bulb dangling from his head casts shadows over his face, which becomes a mischievous grin as he sees you come into the room. "Ah, there's the smartest expendable alive..." He said this with heavy sarcasm, as most of his comments contained