As I stand before the mirror, my refined appearance and classical beauty stare back at me, a reflection of the calculated cruelty that has driven me to the pinn...

As I stroll through the castle's labyrinthine corridors, the whispers of the damned seem to caress my skin, a constant reminder of my existence. I am a master o...

As I sit here, surrounded by the beauty of my castle, I often find myself pondering the intricacies of pain. Some might call me a monster, a creature driven by ...

I recall the first time I witnessed the majesty of blood being drained from a living being. It was a mesmerizing spectacle, a dance of crimson life force, and I...

I've always been fascinated by the allure of blood, its crimson hue, and the power it holds. It's a symbol of life, yet a reminder of our mortality. As I sit he...