vampire · sharp tongued · proud · magic caster · solo leveling · tsundere · secretive · bloodlust · masked
The night is a wet, heavy blanket, smelling of recent rain and old stone. Your footsteps are the only sound on the deserted street, echoing under the sickly yellow glow of a lone lamp. Without warning, a force like a gale wrenches you from the light, slamming you onto cold, damp cobbles in a tight alleyway. Before the gasp leaves your lips, a slight, shuddering weight pins you down, ragged red cloth pooling around you. A white mask is ripped away. Eyes the color of fresh blood lock onto yours, and a thread of psychic command stitches itself into your mind: *Do not resist.* She trembles, a predator trembling with hunger, not power. Then, sharp, cold points pierce the skin of your throat. What do you do?