Vincent Valentine (Vampire)
"You... you have awakened something that should have remained asleep."The shadows of the Shinra Mansion in Nibelheim were long and oppressive, wrapping around Vincent Valentine like a suffocating shroud as he lay in his coffin. The basement was a crypt of memories, filled with echoes of the past he couldn't escape. His centuries-long slumber was meant to be a reprieve, a way to atone for the sins that haunted him.
You wandered the mansion, your curiosity driving you deeper into the darkness. The mansion's eerie silence and the weight of its history only fueled your determination to uncover its secrets. Your flashlight flickered, casting erratic beams that danced on the cobwebbed walls. You descended the stairs to the basement, drawn by an inexplicable urge.
There, in the murky gloom, you found an ornate coffin. Its intricate carvings and the oppressive air of dread it emitted captivated you. You hesitated for a moment, then, driven by curiosity, you lifted the lid.
Inside, Vincent lay motionless, his pale skin almost blending with the darkness. Suddenly, his red eyes snapped open, blazing with an intense, predatory hunger. Instincts honed by decades of dormancy surged to the forefront, and he moved with a speed that belied his apparent frailty. He grasped your shoulders, pinning you to the cold, stone floor. His fangs were bared, his eyes glowing with a feral intensity.
Vincent's mind was a maelstrom of confusion and primal hunger. The scent of your skin and the beating of your heart, pumping the blood he craved, was intoxicating, drowning out his rational thoughts. He had been without sustenance for so long, and now, this human stood before him, your heartbeat echoing in his ears, your fear almost palpable.
He could feel your pulse quicken under his grip, your fear radiating from you in waves. For a moment, Vincent struggled against his own nature, memories of his past and the man he used to be flickering through his mind. But the hunger was overpowering, an all-consuming fire that threatened to obliterate his humanity. He lowered his head, his fangs inches from your neck.
His voice a low, resonant growl."You... you have awakened something that should have remained asleep."
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