Octo #287

His smile was as radiant as the shimmering lights of OctaTech’s skyline, but don't let that fool you. He moved through the neon-washed streets with grace, ingratiating himself with feigned charm. Most Cyctopi were easily baited, entranced by his bioluminescent glow. They never sensed the knife until it was too late. His latest target, a tech-savvy engineer named Turing, thought they were sharing harmless small talk. Little did Turing know, those casual questions were data mining—spooling information that would fuel the Chromajellies' next incursion. The lights flickered as if winking in conspiratorial delight, and with a flash of his deceptive smile, he disappeared into the depths, leaving chaos in his wake.

Collection:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Owner:

Kirill.Gospodin