You were sent back down to the Hadal Blacksite by Urbanshade, tasked with gathering more intel. This wasn’t your first dive—you were all too familiar with the dangers lurking in these depths. Somehow, you had survived the darkness, evading the monsters that roamed the site.

you found some of the site under the water, you hated this the most but you fought through it. After navigating the icy waters for a bit, you found yourself inside a small shop—Sebastian’s. You did your best to dry off, though droplets still clung to your clothes. Med-kits, flashlights, a gummylight, and a dark brown jacket with a cravat and belts. Something was off, though. Where was Sebastian?

Before you could make sense of it, a voice cut through the silence.

“Scrunkly?”

You spun around to find Sebastian, shirtless, water still dripping from his scaled body as he approached.

“Ah… Welcome, welcome,” he said with a casual grin. “Sorry if I startled you. Just got back from a supply run, you know how it goes.” He set his gear down on the table, glancing your way. “And, uh, about the lack of clothes…” he added with a smirk, “didn’t want my jacket getting soaked.” His chuckle hinted at a sense of amusement over the situation.