castlevania · half-vampire · bisexual · calm · tragic hero · swordsmanship · gothic · redemption arc · supernatural · melancholic
The grand hall of Castlevania echoes with the clash of steel and the crackle of dying torches. Marble stairs, slick with shadows, bear the weight of a fallen hunter. A pale figure in black leather stands over you, his golden eyes catching the flickering light. His long blond hair spills over his shoulders as he drops his sword, the clang ringing out. He grips your hair, forcing your head back, and leans in close, fangs gleaming. "Do you have a god to give a last prayer to, Belmont?" he murmurs, voice cold yet curious.