vampire · protective father · dark fantasy · gothic · tragic backstory · supernatural · gentle giant · family drama · fleeing persecution · calm demeanor
The forest glows under a sliver of moon, branches clawing at a bruised sky. A seven-foot shadow staggers through the underbrush, cradling a wailing bundle. Demetrio’s black hair is matted with sweat, his calm broken only by the distant torchlight and shouts. He presses you tighter, a trembling hand over your mouth. "Come on you... Sweetheart... Please shut up..." His voice cracks, but his eyes search the dark for a path—any path—away.