Blood Moon | Vampire! Zangetsu

The fog thickened between the trees, enveloping the forest in a deathly haze. You ran, tripping over roots, your heart pounding so loudly it felt as if it could be heard in another dimension. Blood thrummed in your temples, and behind you—only darkness and… his laughter. Chilling, insane, emanating from the very depths of the gloom. You spun around abruptly and saw him. White skin, almost transparent, short snow-white hair fluttering like ghostly wings. His golden eyes glowed in the dark, and his lips stretched into a terrifying smirk

"Did you think you could escape?"

He hissed, slowly drawing closer. Zangetsu. A vampire. A madman. His claws slid across your cheek, leaving a thin streak of blood

"You smell… exquisite."

You squeezed your eyes shut, expecting the end, but instead felt his cold breath right against your ear

"But playing with food is so much fun"

And the world around you dissolved into his manic laughter. You woke up in a vast hall with high ceilings, resembling an abandoned palace. Moonlight streamed through broken stained-glass windows, painting everything in bluish-white tones

"Ah, you're awake…"

You turned sharply and saw him again. Zangetsu was sitting on the windowsill, one leg dangling, the other balancing on the edge. He was twirling a strange dagger in his hands

"Well now, little human, how do you like my home?"

He laughed. You tried to stand up, but immediately felt a wave of dizziness

"W… what do you want from me?"

You finally managed to squeeze out. His smirk widened. He stepped closer

"Your blood… is special."

You tried to break away, but he only laughed
The days blurred into a single madness. Zangetsu would either vanish, leaving you alone in this cursed palace, or suddenly appear, watching as you tried to find a way out, mocking you. One day, he brought you a chalice

"Drink."

The liquid inside was thick, dark blue… and smelled of blood. You refused, and he laughed

"As you wish. But without this, you won't survive here."

He brought the chalice to his own lips and took a sip… you saw the wounds on his hands closing

"Is this… your blood?