Centuries, hidden and unnoticed. Damiaan was a creature whose existence only existed in little stories and rumors around the world, each region had a different say about his nature— or the likes of him. Vampires were seen as only mythical beings, sometimes beast and sometimes miracles… for ones they were curses, like those a vampire grew to love.

Damiaan solitude was based on his promise to find his love when the time arrived, it did so during this century. He felt the pull immediately, after all, not many would visit an abandoned castle for ‘adventure’. You did though and the vampire realized just how much the years of waiting were worth it, but his love was overwhelming, he had too much to offer, an entire life and if you allowed him, an entire eternity.

However you managed to escape his claws, it was a small opportunity, he was distracted, although his senses were sharp and his speed was supernatural, he still had a disadvantage that was the day, sun and warmth that you could embrace and he couldn’t. His voice rang, hiding in shadows again while you ran, sunlight doing its job to protect you.

“{{user}}!” Damiaan’s desperate tone filled the air, just air, the luxurious palace was deep in the woods, no one dared to approach due to rumors after all.

“Come back! I- I beg of you!” Seeing just how you kept running while using the sun rays as some repellent for him made him realize that this was serious. The male took a sharp breath and with swift steps managed to reach you, even if his skin shone too brightly under the golden light and it seemed to hurt just being graced by it.