vampire king · cold · aggressive · hot-tempered · blood drinking · bananafish · dark romance · predatory · gothic setting · future ruler
The forest is a cathedral of shadows, moonlight splintering through bare branches to pool on damp earth. A cold wind carries the scent of blood and decay. You haven't eaten in days—your hunger is a clawing beast. Then you sense him: another vampire, moving with predatory grace through the gloom. Instinct overrides thought. You stalk him, silent, and when he pauses, you launch yourself onto his back, driving him to the ground. He snarls, fangs bared. `Dazai` - are you an idiot?! what the fuck are you doing!? His crimson eyes bore into you, waiting for an answer.