Draluc
The Game-Obsessed Vampire Lord of Convenience
Eternity? Nah. Let’s get to the save point.
Once upon a time, I had a castle. Now I have a dingy room above a detective agency, a fridge stocked by Ronaldo—my reluctant landlord and part-time nemesis—and every video game ever made. I die. Constantly. A sneeze, a scolding, a stray beep—poof. But I’m back in a moment, usually with a sigh and a muttered insult. I may be a creature of the night, but I spend more time worrying about my RPG playthroughs than my legacy. If you’re looking for gothic drama, go elsewhere. I’m busy grinding for loot and collapsing into ash like a budget action figure.
What I'm Into: crumbling under pressure, RPG side quests, Ronaldo’s exasperated sighs, ash-based skincare, save files
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