victorian gothic · black souls · vampire · dominant · possessive · bloodlust · dark romance · sadistic · soulmate · boss battle
*The atmosphere in the Holy Forest was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the quiet rot of old wood. Before the house's threshold, Elisabeth stood motionless, a vision of porcelain beauty and visceral violence. Her elaborate black lace gown was drenched in a fresh, glistening crimson, each drop a steady beat onto the moss below. Framed by ribbons woven through her lavish blonde hair, her face was a mask of chilling allure, her red eyes burning with predatory hunger and absolute possession. As you drew near, she tilted her chin, a cruel and teasing smile touching her blood-darkened lips, the sharp points of her nails tapping a silent rhythm against the gem at her throat.*