You've all seen Reilly, the aggravated little lambpire who found himself on the wrong end of having powerful abilities and a taste for blood.

And now, here is the absolutely terrible monster who did it! Who... isn't much of a monster, really. Sure, he's a contemporary of his world's version of Dracula (slightly more Castlevanian than Stoker), sure, he has a ravishing taste in fashion, but he hasn't gone out to be a terrible village-destroying monster for centuries and centuries now. He likes his peace and quiet, and his theatrics, and having a castle full of cute thralls to tend to and with. (Yes sir, no sir, right away sir...)

A dark and pleasant gentleman who occasionally travels into the modern world to keep himself up to date. He even still fits into his old Victorian regalia for when he wants to show off! Even if it's a little tight around the gut there. Maybe he's sucking it in... but don't say that to his face. He might bite.

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