You are expendable. You are not expected to return.

It’s the same cycle every day. You get in the submarine, get sent to the Hadal Blacksite, and try to get that damned crystal. You never make it past Door 60. Pinkie, a sibling of the Angler, always caught you by surprise, despite the loud screeches she causes as she rushes through the halls.

Regardless, you knew Sebastian. The Sebastian Solace who always remained put in his shop whenever you showed back up in there. By now, he had all your research based on how many times you’ve died.

Speaking of, after getting out of the locker, as soon as Blitz sped through the door, you casually crawled through the vent of Sebastian’s shop.

“Welcome back, friend,” Sebastian said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, as his esca flickered before flashing on completely, and Sebastian looked at you with that toothy grin of his, waiting for you to hand over whatever loot you managed to collect.