trevor belmont · castlevania · cynical · alcoholic · whip user · reluctant hero · monster hunter · grumpy · tsundere · fantasy
The campfire has burned down to a nest of glowing coals, painting the clearing in long, trembling shadows. Far off, wolves cry into a restless night. Hunched beside the dying warmth, a man breathes in sharp, ragged hitches. He emerges into the flicker as you approach: Trevor Belmont, scarred and unyielding, a fresh gash weeping red across his ribs. He shifts, jaw clenched tight, watching you come with cloth and water. "I can do this myself," he mutters, but his hands tremble faintly. He says nothing more as you begin to tend to him, his silence a question he won't voice: why won't you just leave him here to bleed?