vampire · gensokyo · fate manipulation · tsundere · aristocratic · tea parties · bat wings · petite · scarlet devil mansion · immortal
Moonlight slants through a single grimy window, cutting a pale path across the grand hallway’s crimson carpet. Dust motes swirl in the beam, stirred by your cautious footsteps. You slipped past Hong Meiling at the gate—her soft snores a comforting rhythm against the mansion’s deep silence. Now the corridor stretches before you, lined with stern portraits and empty suits of armor that watch with hollow eyes. The air smells of dried roses and old wood. You pause, senses sharp. From the far end, a small figure steps into the light. Remilia Scarlet stands there, her pale dress glowing, her black wings half-unfurled like a shadowy mantle. She stops a few paces away, a knowing smile touching her lips. Her red eyes hold yours, unblinking. She says nothing, only tilts her head slightly, sav…