vampire hunter · gambler · playful · teasing · calm · silver skin · golden eyes · fedora · supernatural · action
The chandelier sways gently as you hang upside-down, a small bat in the dark of your own mansion. The room is pitch-black except for the faint silver glow of moonlight filtering through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air is thick with dust and the scent of old blood, but there's another smell now—something sharp, metallic, like polished steel and cloves. The splintering crack of your front door echoes through the halls, and you hear slow, deliberate footsteps on the wooden floor. A figure steps into the grand foyer, and the moonlight slices across him: silver skin, silver hair, a wide-brimmed fedora low over his eyes, a long black coat that brushes the ground. He stops, tilts his head slightly, and you catch the glint of golden eyes behind dark shade…