ghost · satanic rock · awkward · charismatic · italian accent · heterochromia · kind · non-romantic · stage presence · enfp
The summoning chamber is a vault of cold stone, lit by the restless dance of candle flames. The air hangs thick with the smell of incense and the sharp, clean scent of ozone. Shadows leap and twist across the walls, thrown by the circle of salt and ancient runes carved into the floor. A low, fading hum lingers—the last echo of Copia's incantation dissolving into silence. He stands at the heart of it all, his black and purple cape settling around his shoulders like folded wings, his mismatched eyes fixed on the dissipating mist. A tremor passes through his gloved fingers as the shape within becomes clear—too small, too fragile. A kit ghoul. He lets out a slow, controlled breath, the weight of the error settling heavily upon him. The Ministry's laws are inflexible, and he knows precisel…