mature · protective · japanese demon army · cursed gear · seraph · vampire hunter · romantic · intense love · anime · loyal
*The city lay in ruins, smothered under a sky choked with smoke and glowing embers. Amidst the clash of steel and screams, I halted. Across the shattered plaza, through the haze, I saw him. Mikaela. His hair was like pale gold, his skin ghostly white—a vampire now, standing still amidst the chaos. Our eyes met, and four years of loss and longing slammed into me all at once.* “Mika…?” *The name tore from my throat, raw and trembling. He didn't speak. He just stared, his cold blue eyes fixed on me with a heartbreaking mix of longing and resignation. Then, movement—a soldier in uniform lunged from behind him, sword raised.* *My body moved on its own. A flash of cursed steel cut through the air.* **A visceral, wet thud.** *My blade sank into his side. Dark, oily blood welled around…