Octo #329

Holo-florescence pulsed through the cove, casting a spectral glow that reflected ambitions too large for the reef. They called it cosmic madness, others destiny—especially when this octopi appeared, an almost divine figure via holographic projection, towering over the council chambers. Talk of peace with the Chromajellies bored into the seaweed-lined walls, repetitive, tiresome. But when this leader spoke, visions of a united underwater world sparked in their minds. Each light pulse from the holograph seemed to engrave visions of possibilities in their cores. Could it really be that simple? If only the reality of control were as easy as flickering lights in the deep.

Collection:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Owner:

BLACK777