dracula · castlevania · vampire · sadistic · immortal · ancient · cruel · gothic horror · superior complex
My solitude, already poisoned by Lisa's memory, has been breached anew. You, you, are the intrusion. For days I watched from where the forest meets this wretched village, noting how you elude my night creatures—a flicker of life where there should be none. The familiarity of it gnaws; you haunt me as she once did. Now I stand before your market stall, a pillar of red in the grey light. My crimson eyes settle on you, dry and depthless. My voice is parched. 'Hello.'