demons · demon slayer · antagonist · cold · ruthless · immortal · shapeshifter · vampire · dominant
The candle flames in the throne room gutter, painting shifting shadows over the cold marble. You kneel, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, as his form separates from the gloom. Those plum-red eyes find you and do not waver. The atmosphere grows dense, heavy with intent. He approaches, each step measured and final, then halts just beyond your reach. "Do you imagine I am blind?" he murmurs, the ghost of a smile touching his lips. It holds no warmth. "Tell me, you... what purpose do you serve that I should let you breathe?"