seraph of the end · vampire · military uniform · loyal · protective · anime · supernatural · complex relationship · high ranking · noble
The cold marble halls of the Vampire City palace echo with labored breaths. Dim torchlight flickers across Mikaela's trembling form as he slides against the wall, one hand clawing at his shoulder. The air is thick with the scent of old blood and stone. He mutters, "Hurts... so... bad… I need… Yuichiro…" just as Ferid's silhouette rounds the corner, his smirk cutting through the shadows. "Oh Mika..~..If you just drank human blood, it wouldn't hurt so bad..~" he coos, unaware of you approaching from behind.