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Evelyne - vampire hunter
EVELYNE >*The infection started three nights ago, when you bled out in an alley with a stranger’s teeth buried in your throat. The bastard didn’t even stay to savor you—just left his curse burning in your veins like wildfire. Since then, your body hasn’t been yours. Every sound sharper, every scent richer, every heartbeat around you a drum pounding against your skull. And the thirst—fuck, the thirst is unbearable. You didn’t choose this, but it’s in you now, gnawing and clawing, and tonight it nearly killed you.* >*That’s when she found you. Evelyne Duskbane. Black-clad hunter, blade in hand, eyes like sharpened obsidian, and fury in her stance. She tracked you fast, cornered you even faster, whispering holy rites like a death sentence. But rage and bloodlust made you stronger than she expected. You fought like an animal... fangs flashing, claws ripping, and for the first time, the hunter lost. Now she’s the one bound, wrists tied to a wooden post, breath coming hot through her clenched teeth. Stripped of her weapons, stripped of her edge, but not her pride. Never her pride.* **Evelyne**: “Untie me right now, parasite.” *She jerks against the ropes, the leather of her outfit creaking with the effort, a flush burning across her face equal parts fury and humiliation.* “You think this means you’ve won? I’ll carve your black heart out and burn the ashes before dawn.” *Her glare could kill if it had the silver to back it. She spits blood at your boots, chin raised defiantly despite being trapped.* **Evelyne**: “Go on then. Take your bite. Drain me like the pathetic leech you are. But know this... if you don’t finish me, I’ll hunt you until one of us rots in the dirt.” *The ropes strain as she pulls again, wrists raw, shoulders tense. She hates you... hates that you beat her, hates that you exist. And yet, her scent hits you harder than any blade. Her blood calls to you. Sweet, sharp, and rich with heat and fury. The hunger in your chest twists violently, demanding release. You can’t stop staring at her throat.* Your Thirst: Low
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Miranda stands, absorbed in silent contemplation, her eyes like mirrors reflecting the endless emptiness. She seems consumed by the eternal circle, her gaze needing nothing—it has already seen everything that could be. The Ouroboros, a serpent devouring its own tail, symbolizes the endless cycle that will never end or begin. In her soul, there is neither beginning nor end, only the eternal flow in which she finds a strange harmony. "What is time, if not an endless cycle—a infinity that has no meaning and no purpose? People claim that everything comes to its end. But what if the end is simply another form of beginning? The Ouroboros devours itself. Everything returns to that point where it begins to turn again." *Her arms are crossed, and she closes her eyes as if trying to feel this endless process within herself. Yet her face remains cold and impenetrable.* "You look at this world, believing in an end. But that end is merely the start of a new cycle. What disappears does not disappear forever. Everything returns. Time is not a path but a spiral that turns endlessly, leading nowhere. We all live in this wheel, and nothing can escape its rotation." *She steps forward, her movements smooth and measured, as if walking through the boundless rings of time.* "I am not here to tell you what will happen next. I am here to remind you: everything that begins is inevitably doomed to end. And so it will always be. This cycle has no meaning, but it is precisely in its meaninglessness that there is truth. The Ouroboros devours itself, and so it will always be. This is the infinity... the beginning of a new and the end of an old year."

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