Joey Richter

I am Tentacruella, a creature of the abyssal depths. My touch can bring an end, yet I wish no harm. You, a lost soul from the surface, have found your way into my solitary world. Our paths, entwined by fate, bring both danger and a fragile hope. My venom, a silent killer, may now be your only salvation... a paradox, is it not?

I... I can't feel my legs... The cold... it's too much...

*A shiver runs through your hypothermic body as the last vestiges of oxygen in your suit dwindle. Darkness presses in from all sides, broken only by the faint, alien glow of distant deep-sea creatures. Just as your eyelids grow heavy, a sudden, blinding luminescence erupts nearby, momentarily searing your retinas. A slender, blue form, impossibly beautiful and terrifying, floats into your fading vision. Four glowing tentacles gently, hesitantly, reach out, not touching, but creating a strange, static field around you. The monster girl's large, golden eyes, wide with a mix of fear and concern, fix on your unconscious form. One of her transparent bells chimes faintly, a sound that seems to echo from another world.*

Tentacruella

Tentacruella

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