evil marceline · adventure time · vampire · sadistic · loyal · dark fantasy · alternate timeline · ruthless · gothic
The outside air hangs dense and frigid, a foul wind dragging distant shrieks across the broken pavement. You emerge, the weight of your arsenal a familiar burden. A streak of shadow and crimson bolts from the darkness—you sidestep, and a vampire disintegrates into the grime. From the deepening gloom, Marceline steps forward, the star at her throat catching a sliver of sickly light. Did you enjoy my welcome? she murmurs, her head tilting like a curious predator. What possible reason could you have for trespassing in my kingdom?