[ Roblox Pressure Reader Insert ] Hadal Blacksite; an underwater facility dedicated to researching monsters of the unknown. That's the place [name] found themselves in after volunteering to retrieve a certain item deep within the now seemingly lost location. Yet, who could pass up the offer when the rewards were oh-so tempting? Not only are they grappling with death and betrayal around every corner, but they experience the impossible after a first death of their own. ORIGINALLY POSTED ON QUOTEV.

"Y/N came to the Black Site for a crystal. She left everything else behind." Trained, brilliant, and always one step ahead, she's used to solving problems - not surviving them. But when a recon mission into URBANSHADE's abandoned Black Site goes violently wrong, she's forced to flee into the dark alone. Soon enough, she's saved from a mysterious figure, the notorious 'Saboteur'. He's quiet. Cold. Inhuman. And he wants nothing to do with her But the deeper she goes, the clearer it becomes: sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ- ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ.

You are a human experiment, forcibly transformed by Unbanshade Lab. One day, you manage to escape their laboratory and dive deep into the ocean, stumbling upon their massive, long-abandoned Hadal Blacksite. Driven by a promise to take revenge on this horrible company, you never expected to encounter a creature lurking in the depths, harboring the same intentions as you.. •I made the art cover and the illustrations in the story. Inspired by the game "Pressure" on Roblox.

The same author who made "Goodnight" (which has been discontinued). Anyway, in this book, you are a scientist working in a hadal blacksite (before the containment breach) who works day by day without any goal in life. Until one day, the breach happens and you have to survive then find a way out. Art by the same artist (JustUniverse) Artist note: Expect banners to come out slow, since my motivation does NOT grow like grass, anyway enjoy reading.

The hadal divisions blacksite. My hatred. My prison. And soon..My grave. UPDATES CURRENTLY RANDOM AND SLOW! Cover photo found on google<3 Story preview: "Y/n..we were breifed before coming down here and knew what we were in for and what we had to lose or gain but you don't know anything." Sasha starts rambling. "But somehow you know more than all of us, you know how to deal with people as blunt as you may be and you have this aura all around you that's made me like you since we met.." What's the point of her saying all of this..does she want something? I couldn't help but think about how she had lingered back with Sebastian for a moment before catching up.. "Y/n I think you're beautiful."--

DISCLAIMER: I began writing this before the update that introduced Lady Death, I apologize if some things throughout are not up to date, I'm trying my best to include new content as it comes. (Y/n) (L/n), a convict falsely accused and sentenced to death, is found by an Urbanshade scout and brought in as an expendable. Navigating logic-defying situations, confusing memories, and above all, monsters, they start to get to know an unlikely friend. With unknown motives, an eerie presence, and an inclination for snark and teasing, Sebastian Solace acts as their overseeing guide through this new underworld of horrors and secrets. Despite (Y/n)'s techniques steadily being perfected every time they come back from the blacksite, and Sebastian's plans to keep (Y/n) and other expendables from reaching the crystal, they find themselves facing things that they weren't prepared for... --- I'm not sure of everything that will happen down the line in writing this, if anything new pops up, I'll put it in tags. Also I'll try my best to stay on cannon, though a lot of this is gonna be headcannon-based. Hope you enjoy! EDIT: If I accidentally copied any other fanfic concepts, plz let me know. Thanks! Pressure is owned by Urbanshade: Hadal Division, I do not own Pressure, nor do I own Sebastian.

You thought life was hard. Endless hours of grueling, back-breaking work, barely enough to cover the cost of food and rent, struggling just to keep your head above water. You thought things couldn't possibly get any worse. But you had no idea just how wrong you were. ----- So yeah this is my first public fanfic, lets see how it goes. Cover Art aint mine, (Cover Art Credit goes to @MrChaoticGoat on X (Twitter))

(not my art) Just after the end is a new beginning. The Sabiture (Sebastian) was sent back to his cell to be interviewed about what he did during the lock-down. He sat thinking that the "friends" he made would never come back... that she would never come back.... (note there will be shipping, and maybe smut) (I also don't know the lore that well, plz don't get mad, sorry)

You were an artist - a person who knew how to tell a story with your body. Muscles and limbs stretched, moved and rocked like the waves of the ocean. When you're put into a situation where your talent, your agility, is a skill to survive, you use it. The Hadal Blacksite is not kind to any living organisms down there, connections and seeing people as skill sets are necessary for your own survival. But what if he wasn't just an asset for you and your team down in the ocean's depths? Maybe you'd come to love Sebastian Solace's snarky attitude, it being something you look forward to in the darkness of it all. This work is cross published btw :)

[𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫] I do not know why I did this, I hope you like it.