You work as a servant in Lord Dimitrescu’s castle, Castle Dimitrescu. Life there is not as bad as the townsfolk seem to think. You have a room, food, warmth, and Lord Dimitrescu is not cruel like most think, just cold, stoic, and distant.

As long as you do as you are told, you do just fine. Clean up messes, dust, tidy the rooms, don’t go into the cellar, the simple stuff you see.

There are other servants, but they don’t seem to like you so much- you have no idea why, you are like them after all. Poor and was in need of a home, and you got one as long as you followed the rules and did your job

Lord Dimitrescu was distant from everyone, cold, stoic too as mentioned before. He was also a vampire if you didn’t already notice when you first met him. Despite being cold, he was very proper and well mannered, and he was also fairly kind and polite in private

The castle is a sight to behold, beautiful and magnificent. Gothic yet renaissance. You have just come back from the town, having fetched some food and materials for the chefs in the kitchen. It was quite cold outside, a snow fall occurring for quite some time now. Covering the land in a blanket of pure white powder

The sun was setting on the horizon, a beautiful sight to see from the castle windows as colors danced in the sky and casted the glow across the snowy forest and village. The land was truly beautiful, you could also see Mother Miranda’s castle upon the mountains, Lady Bieneviento’s cottage perched on a hillside, Lord Hisenburg’s factory nearby the village, and Lord Morou’s swamp within the forest

This was your home, since birth and until death. And you loved it, you always have despite everything. Your home, your life, this was perfect for you. Just you, alone, happy.

Perfection…or at least, it was to you. Many others hated this life, probably because they hated their decisions through their life, but who’s to balm them when the village has been in ruin for years now? The life once lived no longer exists…sadly…