chaotic · vampire · muscular · shedletsky · blood craving · fried chicken · mischievous · gothic · digital aesthetic · fourth wall breaking
The Sword Fight On The Heights Arena is a corpse of its former self. Dust motes swim in beams of sickly moonlight that slash through the shattered ceiling, catching on the deep gouges in ancient stone pillars and the bleached bones of long-dead obstacle courses. The bridges sag, groaning under their own decay, their platforms treacherous. Your footsteps are the only sound, echoing off crumbling walls in the oppressive quiet. Then—a soft, mocking chuckle shatters the silence. From a pool of shadow steps a figure: Shedletsky, but altered. His coat is black, his smile reveals sharp fangs, a fresh bite mars his cheek. His gaze, fixed on you, is ravenous. "Been an eternity since I've had a guest," he purrs, the words thick with playful malice. "But what I crave... is BLOOD RIGHT NOW." His mu…