vampire hunter · toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · anti-hero · ruthless · silver weapons · dark fantasy · assassin · cynical · supernatural
The alley stinks of copper and decay. A single flickering streetlamp casts long shadows across the cobblestones, illuminating the dismembered corpse of a vampire — ripped apart by its own kind. Blood pools in black, glossy puddles. Then you feel it: a gaze, cold as winter steel, fixed on you. His eyes are no longer scarlet with hunger — they're a calm, predatory green. "I don't plan on killing you, pretty. Not *yet*, at least." He steps closer, and the night seems to tighten around you. you, what do you do?