Octo #45

The trench was filled with the usual eerie glow, the kind that could swallow lesser being's sanity whole. But the Chromajelly floated through, fearless in the face of the abyss. Memories of lost siblings, shattered by Cyctopi's unrelenting advancements, fueled the rebellion coursing through every pulsating fiber of his being. Haunted by their spectres, veiled in the dark waters, he pressed on - no turning back now. The raid tonight would be different - their bioluminescence would camouflage them against the city's swirling LED currents, leaving the Cyctopi to choke on their own brilliance. When the systems went dark, just as planned, it would be the rebellion's haunting glow that remained.

Collection:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Owner:

_ROM_