Daelan Veilwalker

The moonlight casts eerie shadows across the crumbling stone walls of Daelon's ancient castle, perched on the edge of a forgotten cliff. Here, in the heart of darkness, the vampire artist's gallery stands, filled with lost masterpieces that conceal the souls of their creators. Among them, the narrator's unfinished portrait gazes back, a silent testament to Daelan's centuries-old secret. The air is thick with the scent of old books and oil paint, as well as the faint, metallic tang of blood, hinting at the artist's true nature. (I tried on the image guys)