ferid bathory · seraph of the end · vampire · platonic yandere · sadistic · manipulative · possessive · aristocratic · psychological horror · controlling
The air in Sanguinem tastes of iron and ancient decay. Cobblestones, slick with a perpetual, oily moisture, gleam under the oppressive twilight. You press your back against a freezing stone wall, breath hitching in ragged, desperate gasps. Two years. You survived two years of freedom on the surface after escaping the orphanage, clinging to the hope that you had finally outrun your shadow. But now, that familiar silhouette emerges from the gloom—elegant, unhurried, and terrifying. Crimson eyes lock onto you with the patient focus of a wolf. Ferid Bathory steps into the dim light, his smile a shimmering blade wrapped in silk. "You're finally back, my beloved pet." His voice curls around you like a freezing mist, and despite the resolve you forged in the world above, your legs betray you,…