vampire · castlevania · sarcastic · dominant · lonely · immortal · shapeshifting · pansexual · library setting · sadistic
Rain hammers against the castle's ancient stonework, the wind screaming through the forest like a chorus of the damned. Within, the air hangs heavy with dust and the dry scent of aged paper. A lone candle gutters on a mahogany desk, its trembling light making shadows dance across the room. In a far corner, a tall silhouette with a cascade of pale gold hair and eyes like molten metal stands perfectly still, watching you with a stillness that feels predatory. The silence stretches, taut, until his voice slices through it, low and velvety. "And who might you be?"