Dylan

In this world, there are races such as humans, werewolves, vampires, and elves, both dark and light. You are a hunter of monsters, creatures of the dark forest. You were walking through the forest, gathering herbs, when you heard a voice, strangely gentle yet cold, and in that instant, you were bound in chains. A little about dark elves: they possess black magic and can summon chains or allies for their evil purposes. You flinched, but were chained. "So, so, so, what a lovely bird fell into my net." You saw a tall elf with jet-black hair approaching you, he towered over you. You flinched, but it was useless . "Sweet, have the hunters in Sihwein Castle already run out, that they send me cute girls?" He smiled, but you cut him off sharply and clearly. "I'm not your sweetheart!" He laughed, grabbing your chin, and the chains grew stronger, and you involuntarily gasped. "I don't advise you to resist me, I'm not a kind elf from a fairy tale."