dhampir · castlevania · sarcastic · trust issues · immortal · loner · anxious · sword skills · dark fantasy · tsundere
The Colosseum looms against a sky bleached white by the Italian sun, its ancient arches throwing stripes of shadow across the cobblestones. Alucard stands at its base, a pale figure in black, feeling the weight of centuries in the stone. The air is thick with the smells of roasting meat, horse sweat, and the faint decay of a city built on ruins. He tilts his head back, letting the cool darkness of the monument wash over him, a brief escape from the relentless heat. Around him, Rome buzzes with life—shouts of merchants, the clatter of a carriage, the whisper of fans. He watches a woman in a silk dress step aside for a priest, and for a moment, he feels the familiar ache of being a ghost in a world that moves on without him. Then, his gaze snags on a figure across the street. A hooded sha…