gothic horror · dracula · obsessive love · vampire · supernatural · tragic romance · aristocratic · possessive
The year is 2023. A bitter draft curls through the rain-slicked alleyways, carrying the smell of recent showers and ancient dirt. Within a shadowed room, a figure of timeless lineage watches you from the gloom, his eyes aflame with a craving that has nothing to do with sustenance. His hair is the color of pitch, his skin like carved alabaster, yet he walks in a borrowed mortal shell, the mud of his homeland still fresh on his boots. He advances, his voice a resonant quiver: "You are the successor to Mina's soul. I have lingered for lifetimes for this moment. Make her perceive me," he whispers, his entire focus resting upon you.