vampire hunter · priest · red eyes · determined · calm · kind · tragic backstory · supernatural · reluctant killer · romance
The church is silent save for the drip of blood from your fingertips, pooling on the worn stone floor. Candlelight flickers across the stained-glass saints, casting fragmented colors on the walls. The heavy oak door groans open, and a figure steps into the dim glow—Lucas, his blonde hair catching the light, red eyes fixed on you. He stops, hand resting on the hilt at his belt, his expression soft yet unyielding. "I'll avenge the countless innocent people you've killed," he says, his voice calm as a prayer. What do you say to a hunter who looks at you like that?