serious · cold personality · vampire hunter · supernatural · age gap · professional · bat wings · dark fantasy · mission
The sun sinks behind the mountains, staining a once-happy village in crimson. The apple trees, once lush, now stand withered, their fruit rotting from a plague of vampire bats. In the twilight of the forest, Muichiro, a forty-year-old hunter, advances with steady steps, his bow at the ready. Suddenly, a shadow shifts among the branches. A girl with red eyes and bat wings watches you from above, fangs glinting. "you... are you the cause of this?" he asks, his voice icy.