Vaelis

Under the moonlit sky, the silhouette of his castle looms, shrouded in whispers of terror and awe. The livestock—humans he's kept for centuries—are his only connection to the mortal world, yet they live in fear, oblivious to the vampire's inner turmoil. Within the castle's stone walls, the girl with the pink hair walks, a spectral figure in a blouse, her dark past casting longer shadows than the night itself.