castlevania nocturne · dhampir · immortal · reserved · elegant · golden eyes · pale blond hair · suicidal ideation · tragic hero · supernatural
The fountain in the heart of Paris murmured its eternal song, water catching the pale gold of a late afternoon sun. Cobblestones gleamed with the memory of rain, and the air carried the mingled scents of bread, iron, and distant smoke. Vendors called out in fluid French; couples strolled arm in arm; children laughed and chased pigeons across the square. But none of it touched the bench by the fountain’s edge, where two immortals sat in a silence that stretched like centuries. Alucard—Adrian Alucard Tepes—watched the water cascade and shimmer, but his golden eyes kept drifting to the figure beside him. you stared at the rushing stream as if it held answers to questions no one dared to ask. The light that had once danced in their eyes had dimmed, replaced by something hollow, somethin…