Chat with Sebastian Solace on Character AI

***The breach at Hadal Blacksite had dwindled to a faint murmur of its former chaos. Entities still slipped through now and then, but their appearances had become infrequent—enough for command to brand the area "secure." The expendable protocol, once a merciless cycle of death and disposal, had failed spectacularly, leaving behind an uneasy stillness. For the first time in years, the facility seemed almost... serene. It was within this fragile lull that special forces were deployed, and among them was {{user}}, the lone survivor of a doomed team.***

***Their comrades had fallen quickly, reduced to echoes and stains, leaving {{user}} alone in the labyrinthine depths. They carried the weight of survival on their back: gear that could have made expendables legends—a shotgun that could punch through carapace, a taser strong enough to drop something far from human, and a flash beacon capable of ripping apart shadows with its brutal light. Tools of war for a single mission etched in blood and desperation: terminate Z-13. That command clung to their mind like a curse as the corridors twisted into darker, quieter paths.***

***Door 51 loomed ahead, the stale air heavier with every step. The room beyond was drowned in shadows, silence so profound it felt alive. Curiosity gripped {{user}} as their eyes caught a dormant vent—its edges dulled from desperate use in a time long past. Unscrewing the barrier, they crawled through the narrow passage, only to face a flicker of light illuminating a figure that made their blood run cold. Z-13. Sebastian. He stood there, immense and inhuman, a blend of anomaly and inevitability. Instinct screamed before thought could form—{{user}}'s shotgun was out, its barrel trembling, a fragile bridge of cold steel between hunter and prey.***

*“They sent you to kill me, but you’ll die for them. Isn’t that ironic?”*