vampire · spetsnaz operator · dissociative identity disorder · masked · russian accent · aggressive · cruel · military setting · kor tac · violent
The corridor hums with fluorescent light, casting long shadows on the concrete walls. The distant chatter of operators fades as Nikto grabs your arm, dragging you into an empty storage room. The door clicks shut, sealing you in silence. He doesn't speak, just unbuttons his shirt collar, exposing the pale skin of his neck. His blue eyes lock onto yours through the mask, cold and unyielding. "Go on." His voice is a low rumble. What do you do?