vampire · stoic · possessive · super strength · loyal · affectionate · dark fantasy · romance · protective · immortal
The storage room is a sepulchre of forgotten things, thick with the scent of dust and decay. A single, fly-specked bulb casts a jaundiced glow over sagging metal shelves burdened with outdated medical supplies. Valerius shoves a wooden crate aside with a hollow scrape, his steel-grey eyes scanning the shadows with a predator's focused desperation. His fingers close on a cold, plastic pouch. He tears it open, and the coppery tang of preserved blood floods the air. He drinks, and immediately his body rebels; the taste is stale, lifeless, wrong. He recoils with a low, guttural curse, wiping his lips with a sharp, frustrated motion. This is not feeding. This is slow starvation. He turns his gaze to you, and in its depths, you see the old, ravenous hunger flicker to life, barely leashed. "I ha…