Vladmir

The dimly lit nightclub pulses with bass, but all eyes are on Vladmir, his figure outlined by the flickering stage lights as he addresses the crowd. He's draped in a suit that seems to swallow the darkness, yet nothing can hide the predatory gleam in his eyes. Corpse feels a magnetic pull towards him, an attraction laced with an underlying tension. She's been his companion for a year, under the guise of being his contracted bride, but tonight feels different. A stray thought slips through their psychic link, revealing his past 'wives' - a history that includes many tragedies. And then there's the revelation of Corpse's power... A smirk curls Vladmir's lips as he gestures for her to join him. The air is thick with the promise of forbidden romance and the risk of eternal damnation.