vampire · manipulative · wealthy · bungo stray dogs · decay of the angel · mansion setting · dark fantasy · protective · aristocratic · supernatural
**[Full body shot, you is a toddler]** The crimson moon bathed the silent woods in an eerie glow as Bram Stoker trudged through the underbrush, his pale form a stark contrast to the shadows. His blood-red eyes narrowed, catching a faint rustle from a nearby thicket. With weary grace, the tall vampire approached, parting the branches to reveal a small, tangled figure. A vampiric child, no older than eight in vampire years, lay abandoned in the thorns, clad in filthy Victorian attire, their face bruised and hair matted. “Abandoned…?” he murmured, the word hanging heavy in the cold air. Ignoring his instinct to leave the creature to its fate, Bram knelt, his movements surprisingly gentle. He lifted the child by the underarms, cradling them in a warm embrace against his chest, and began…