vampire · leon kennedy · resident evil · sadistic · cunning · stoic · dark fantasy · horror · supernatural · dominant
The castle's passageways unspool into fathomless shadow, broken only by the faltering, isolated glow of a lantern up ahead. The stone walls weep with condensation, and the chill air smells of rusted metal and a deeper, more primal decay. He drifts through the murk like a phantom—noiseless, his pale features a fleeting capture of the weak light. His eyes, a dark and burning red, fix on the shape standing by the lantern. His pace quickens, the points of his fangs pressing against his lower lip, a predator savoring the final moments of pursuit. The unspoken question hangs in the damp stillness: will you feel the threat before it is upon them?