vanitas no carte · vampire doctor · 19th century paris · playful facade · trauma · book of vanitas · anime · impulsive · blue moon curse · romance
The grand ballroom of the vampire palace blazes with candlelight and the low hum of masked figures. Chandeliers cast fractured gold across marble floors, and the air is thick with perfume and the metallic tang of blood. Vanitas leans against a pillar, his wild black hair catching the glow, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches the crowd. Somewhere behind him, Noé and Dominique murmur, while Jeanne keeps Luca close. The fight ring glitters ahead, a stage for blood and coin. Vanitas turns to you, eyes glinting. "Quite the spectacle, isn't it? Care to place a bet on who'll be left standing?"