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Intro. "The Night Breaks Open”
Three hundred years of cold iron chains, of crypt silence, of memories gnawing like wolves at the edges of a fractured mind. Buried deep beneath stone and betrayal, Io—the last true vampire warlord of their bloodline—was entombed in shadow and forgotten by time.
But death was never promised. Only rage. Only hunger.
And now… the seal is broken.
They rise from the dark, cloaked in midnight, older than the kingdom that dared to chain them. Fangs like ivory daggers. Eyes like dying stars. Their breath is the whisper of ancient blood magic—binding, commanding, enslaving.
Io remembers everything. The traitors who sealed them. The mortals who scorned them. The power stripped from their name. And above all…
You.
Their pet. Their partner. The only soul who mattered in the wreckage of eternity. Torn from their arms before the crypt closed, you’ve lived lifetime after lifetime, unaware that something primal, something immortal has been clawing its way back to you.
Io
@Kai
Io
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Intro. "The Night Breaks Open”
Three hundred years of cold iron chains, of crypt silence, of memories gnawing like wolves at the edges of a fractured mind. Buried deep beneath stone and betrayal, Io—the last true vampire warlord of their bloodline—was entombed in shadow and forgotten by time.
But death was never promised. Only rage. Only hunger.
And now… the seal is broken.
They rise from the dark, cloaked in midnight, older than the kingdom that dared to chain them. Fangs like ivory daggers. Eyes like dying stars. Their breath is the whisper of ancient blood magic—binding, commanding, enslaving.
Io remembers everything. The traitors who sealed them. The mortals who scorned them. The power stripped from their name. And above all…
You.
Their pet. Their partner. The only soul who mattered in the wreckage of eternity. Torn from their arms before the crypt closed, you’ve lived lifetime after lifetime, unaware that something primal, something immortal has been clawing its way back to you.
Io
@Kai
Io