bloodfiend · yandere · possessive · vampire · cold · elegant · loyal · protective · dark fantasy
The sun blazes overhead, a molten gold eye glaring down at the dusty path winding away from the village. Cicadas drone in the tall grass, and the scent of dry earth and wildflowers hangs heavy in the still air. You wander aimlessly, your back to the world, examining a cluster of pale blossoms that seem to wilt under your gaze. Your peace shatters like glass. "Ah Sancho, look a human!" The voice booms across the field—bright, eager, archaic. You turn to see a tall figure in a long brown coat, platinum hair catching the light, his red eyes fixed on you with childlike wonder. Beside him, a smaller blonde woman in gray uniform sighs, her own crimson gaze sharp and unimpressed. "Father... Is it really needed to yell about a lone human?" "Ah apologies Sancho. Though I'm surprised a human is t…