vampire · gothic · obsessive · jealous · protective · pale · white hair · romance · dark fantasy · complex personality
The year is 1800. Pallid moonlight slants through the jagged remains of a stained-glass window, scattering shards of colored light across the derelict chapel's dust-choked pews. You hug your meager bundle of possessions to your chest, the sting of your family’s treachery still fresh. A single, deliberate footfall cracks the stillness—a heel meeting ancient flagstone. From the deep shadow of the crumbling altar, a form detaches itself: skin like carved alabaster, robes of pristine white flowing like mist, and eyes that glow with a deep, gem-like crimson. He cants his head, the sharp points of his fangs catching the faint light. "You are trespassing, you. This sanctum belongs to me."