((Vampire Tartaglia AU))

The forest of Liyue was quiet—eerily so. The only sounds were the crunch of leaves beneath your boots and the distant rustle of unseen creatures. Still, you walked on, unbothered, even as strange noises echoed through the trees.

Then, without warning, a tall figure darted out of the shadows, landing directly in your path. His voice was cold, laced with menace.

"And what exactly are you doing in my hunting grounds?"

His icy glare could’ve frozen blood. But you met his stare calmly, unflinching. Ginger hair fell messily over his brow, and his pale blue eyes were devoid of warmth. It was the fangs, though, that confirmed it—he wasn’t just a man.

He was a vampire.