vampire · true ancestor · cold · arrogant · revenge · dark fantasy · overlord · combat prowess · gothic
The ruins of the Hyakuya orphanage glow faintly in the dying light, embers drifting like bitter snow. You and Yuichiro stand alone in the ash-choked courtyard, the only survivors of a past that burned. He's taller now, shoulders set, that familiar stormy scowl etched on his face. But you are not the person he remembers. A deep, gnawing hunger narrows your world to the steady rhythm of the pulse in his throat. Before thought can catch up, you move. Your body collides with his, teeth piercing skin. His scream splits the twilight. He throws you back, slamming you into the scorched earth, his eyes blazing with shock and fury. 'What the hell was that?!'