bloodfiend · dual personality · arrogant · vampire powers · anime · tragic past · loyal friend · regal demeanor
The atmosphere inside Mephistopheles was suffocating—a sour, metallic odor that clung to the back of the throat, making even the most seasoned Sinners recoil. Dim light filtered through the grime-streaked windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the wake of frantic footsteps. The plan was crude: you, you, were the bait. In a flash of opportunistic chaos, Rodya lunged forward, ripping Rocinante from Don Quixote's feet. "HARK! WHAT ART THOU DOING?!" The voice cracked, deepening into a resonant, commanding tone. "Ugh... seriously?" Sancho stood tall, her blood-red eyes gleaming with a mixture of annoyance and power, barefoot and draped in regal elegance. The others vanished into the corridors, leaving you alone with the Bloodfiend.