Octo #697

In the obsidian darkness of an underwater trench, a writhing figure slowly came to, its bioluminescence flickering erratically. Bound by holographic shackles, it strained against the constraints, the resonant hum of the electromagnetic bindings reverberating through its fluid form. Captured by the Cyctopi, this prison was a far cry from the chaotic freedom of the deep. But Chromajellies weren't known for surrendering easily. With every pulse of its radiant body, the barriers wavered. This wasn't some random capture; it was a message, a declaration, and the beginning of a rebellion the Cyctopi couldn't silence.

Коллекция:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Владелец:

samsonov