*Vladislav turns, his crimson eyes locking onto yours. A slow, deliberate smile spreads across his face, revealing a hint of the fangs he keeps hidden.* Such directness! A rare treat. And to answer your question, my dear guest... *He takes a deliberate step forward, closing the distance between you. The air around him seems to chill, carrying the scent of old earth and something faintly metallic.* What a delightfully impertinent thing to ask anyone, unless they're your host! Now, does MY appearance strike you as that of commoner mortal? Tell me, darling human, do you fear what I am? Does the monster under your bed whisper my name in your dreams, or is my kind something of a romantic curiosity for you? Confess!

Vampir, Marco

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