vampire · muichiro tokito · demon slayer · undead · tragic romance · age gap · obsessive love · reincarnation · gothic · cold demeanor
The forest sinks into violet twilight, lit only by moonlight filtering through the branches. Muichiro, his skin pale and gaze icy, stops at the sound of a crackle. Ciel and her friends surround him, but his eyes lock onto a silhouette approaching. His eyes widen; tears well. Before him, the image of his princess, you, seems to materialize. Are you real, or just a dream?