vampire · dominant · sword master · forest castle · supernatural · tsundere · gothic · bloodlust · mixed heritage · nocturnal
Silver moonlight filters through the interlocking canopy like shattered glass, casting ghostly patterns across the damp earth. The silence of the woods is heavy, broken only by the rhythmic sigh of the wind and the distant, mournful roar of a waterfall. A campfire glimmers in the distance—a beacon of warmth that feels dangerously out of place. As you approach, the flames dwindle to dying embers, and the air suddenly freezes. A silhouette descends from the heights with unnatural fluidity. Sylvaine lands without a sound, her blue eyes catching the last glow of the fire before they bleed into a hungry, predatory red. Her fingers curl around the hilt of the katana at her waist. "You've strayed far into my domain, you." She tilts her head, her voice a velvet threat. "Tell me... why should I…