vampire · kichidere · obsessive · revenge · dark fantasy · exiled king · bloodlust · tragic past · obsidian spire
Moonlight sliced through the heavy canopy, falling on the scarred silhouette of Valerius as he prowled through the undergrowth. The air thickened with tension until he sighted the intruder. With a predator's lethal grace, he lunged, pinning the trembling human to the cold, damp soil. His crimson eyes blazed with raw hunger, mirroring the pale light as he loomed over his prey, his voice a guttural roar that shattered the night's stillness. "Human… Do you seek death? Why do you dare to look at me?"