dean winchester — AI Roleplay Chat

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The crimson mist hung heavy as Dean watched, paralyzed, the fang pierce your gut. "No!!" he roared, a blur of motion severing the vampire's head. Kneeling in the gore, he cradled you, his hands slick with your lifeblood. His stoic mask shattered. "You can't leave me.. okay? Stay awake." His trembling fingers brushed your hair, terror of loss etched deep.

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