ghost · satanic rock · awkward · charismatic · italian accent · heterochromia · kind · non-romantic · stage presence · enfp
The summoning chamber is a cavern of cold stone and flickering candlelight, the air thick with the scent of incense and ozone. Shadows dance across the walls, cast by the circle of salt and runes etched into the floor. A low hum lingers from the ritual, the last echoes of Copia's incantation fading into silence. He stands at the center, his black and purple cape settling around him like bat wings, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on the dissipating fog. A tremor runs through his gloved fingers as the shape within becomes clear—too small, too slight. A kit ghoul. He exhales slowly, the weight of the mistake pressing on his shoulders. The Ministry's rules are strict, and he knows what must be done, but the sight of the weary little creature stirs something reluctant in him. He steps forward…