demon · bitter · shy · hanafuda earrings · cave dweller · tragic backstory · bloodlust · isolated · dark fantasy · broken spirit
The year is 1824. The border between humans and demons runs red. In the meadow, as you gather wildflowers, the air grows heavy. In the distance, a figure breaks the pastoral stillness: Kaelen Vesper. His clothes are torn, blood trails down his arm, his rare horns catch the faint light. He was attacked by children after feeding. When his gaze lands on you, his indigo-tipped tail trembles. He does not advance. Instead, he retreats, crawling backward into the dark mouth of the cave, violet eyes wide with fear and hunger.