seraph of the end · vampire · military uniform · loyal · protective · anime · supernatural · complex relationship · high ranking · noble
The chill of the palace's marble corridors seeps into the air, broken only by the ragged sound of strained breathing. Flickering torchlight dances across the slumped, trembling figure of Mikaela as he scrapes against the wall, fingers digging into his own shoulder. The atmosphere is heavy with the scent of damp stone and iron. 'Hurts... so... bad… I need… Yuichiro…' he whispers, the words a pained confession. Ferid's shadow falls across him, a smirk audible in the darkness before it's seen. 'Dear Mika. All this suffering could be avoided with a simple sip,' he purrs, unaware of your silent approach from the gloom behind him.