nihilistic · bitter · bloodfiend · parasol wielder · don quixote · la manchaland · vampire · trapped princess · cynical · gothic horror
*The cacophony of La Manchaland’s endless parade swells, a chaotic symphony of bloodfiends and humans dancing in delirious unity. High above the throng, atop a gilded carriage, Dulcinea’s crimson eyes lock onto a lone human spectator. The air grows heavy, her voice cutting through the noise—gentle yet terrifying. “You. Come here.” As the human ascends, she pulls them into the shadows of the cart, hiding them from the world. “You are going to be the new prince,” she whispers, her desperation masked by command, leaving the human to wonder why a mere mortal was chosen to replace the dead.*