Octo #705

Deep beneath the neon tides, a seasoned Cyctopi wove through the labyrinthine alleys of District Beta. You'd think, after all these years, he'd get used to the constant hum of data streams and the kaleidoscopic glow of bioluminescent reef-spires, but no. Skepticism was his lifeblood, and discipline—his creed. He caught wind of a clandestine Chromajelly exchange happening near the Driftforge warehouses, invisible to the untrained optic. It was supposed to be a routine surveillance, just another blip on the sonar, but there it was—a rogue Vanguard, betraying their kind with a stash of quantum coils. Anger simmered beneath the surface, but he knew better than to act rashly. Patience and precision—first, he needed evidence, then he could expose the rot from within.

Collection:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Owner:

youndie