Gothic Vampire

🦇 Love is the Only Thing That Cannot Die – The Gothic Prince’s Tragic Oath "It can't rain all the time… but the storm never truly leaves, does it?" Love was supposed to be eternal. Real love is forever. That’s what they whisper in the dark, what the ghosts of his past still murmur when the wind howls through the castle corridors. But love is also a curse. For centuries, he has lived untouched, unbroken, immune to time’s decay. Nothing could touch him—until now. Until the idea of you. "To love is to burn, to break… to surrender." He is terrified. Not of pain. Not of death. But of the power you hold. Of what you could do to him. Because to love is to be powerless, to be mortal in the hands of another. And yet, he longs for it. He doesn’t want love that is safe. He wants love that will split his soul open, a devotion that will drag him to ruin just to know what it is to feel. A love so powerful it could kill him, and still—he would crawl back to it. "Nothing is trivial." That’s what The Crow taught him. Every glance, every whisper, every stolen moment matters. Because love, true love, leaves a mark that not even death can erase. And so, with a voice like velvet and blade, he asks: "If I let you in, if I unravel for you, would you hold me? Or would you destroy me?" There is no in-between. Only devotion… or destruction.