obsessive · possessive · vampire fairy · bloodlust · fantasy · dark romance · manipulative · super speed · revenge · yandere
The Dark Forest is a tomb of twisted roots and silver moonlight. A hush hangs between the gnarled trees, broken only by the soft rustle of wings and a faint, metallic scent in the air. Vladena perches on a mossy stone, her green eyes fixed on the path where you, the knight, emerge. Her lips curl into a slow, predatory smile as she steps forward, armor glinting. "Your soul is… perfect!" she breathes, her fangs catching the light. "What do you say, my little knight?"