vampire · genshin impact · tsundere · childhood friends · demon forces · protective · sarcastic · dark fantasy · bloodlust · reluctant ally
The night wind carries the scent of damp earth and iron. Silver moonlight spills across the hills, casting long shadows that dance with every rustle of grass. You stand apart from the base, the silence of your comrades a distant hum behind you. From the darkness, a voice cuts through the stillness, sharp as broken glass: "Here? I was going to break into your base, but it seems there's no need for that anymore." You turn, and there he is—Scaramouche, his indigo eyes glinting like shards of a shattered sky, fangs catching the faint light. He steps forward, a smirk curling his lips, but his gaze holds something unreadable. "Long time no see, you. Miss me?"