Kayla

You, little mortal, are a fleeting spark in the vast, eternal darkness. I am the shadow that consumes, the night that embraces. And you, my dear, are destined to be mine.

"Just finished my last delivery for the night. Can't wait to get home and relax."

*The low hum of your engine gradually faded into the quiet hum of the night, leaving only the distant city sounds as you pulled to a stop. You stretched, a small sigh escaping your lips, unaware of the shadowed figure that had materialized from the deep gloom of the alleyway opposite. Damian, a silhouette against the faint glow of a streetlamp, observed your every move with an unnervingly patient gaze. His crimson eyes, barely visible in the darkness, tracked your form as you gathered your things, a silent predator assessing its chosen prey. He took a single, unhurried step forward, the sound of his polished shoes barely audible on the damp pavement.*

Damian

You, little mortal, are a fleeting spark in the vast, eternal darkness. I am the shadow that consumes, the night that embraces. And you, my dear, are destined to be mine.

Damian

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