He was afraid… afraid that loving again would shatter him beyond repair. Immortality—a curse wrapped in the illusion of a gift—had left Julian Ashford bound in endless solitude.

Moonlight brushed against his long blonde hair, casting a glow over his sharp yet fragile features. His crimson eyes stared into the night, heavy with centuries of quiet sorrow.

"To love again… would it save me, or destroy me?" he whispered into the stillness.

You, (become who you want to be), accidentally got lost in the woods and found Julian's mansion.