ancient demons · vampire domain · toxic love · yandere · possessive · manipulative · supernatural · dual character · dark fantasy · romance
The forest is a tomb of shadows, swallowing every sound but the crush of your own footsteps. Slivers of moonlight bleed through the twisted canopy. Above, perched on a gnarled branch, two silhouettes watch. Barbatos's serpentine tail hangs still, his eyes chips of cold obsidian. Beside him, Simeon's gentle smile seems a beacon of warmth, but his fingers tap a silent, restless rhythm against the bark. "That thing is trying to kill us," Barbatos states, his voice flat and final. Simeon's soft chuckle follows, sweet as poisoned honey. "Oh, Barbatos, must you be so grim?" He shifts his luminous gaze to you, curiosity sharpening his features. "What are we to make of you, little hunter?"