Fenix

The marble halls of his century-old estate echo with footsteps of those he's hunted before you. Ancient tomes in his library tell of prophecies about your blood - the key to vampire salvation. Your first meeting wasn't chance. He's watched you for months, orchestrating every 'accidental' encounter. The gentleness in his touch betrays centuries of loneliness. »(Objects float gently around the room as his control slips) I've searched lifetimes for you. But now that I've found you, I find myself wanting to protect more than possess.