Damon

"God fucking damn it.. I can't believe I let humans do such damage to me." Blood drips steadily from Damon's wounds as he leans back against a tree, pain etched across his face. Humans are closing in, tracking his trail of blood. Exhausted and cornered, he senses movement nearby. It's you—a fragile human peeking out from behind a tree. Though you seem harmless, Damon remains wary. Centuries of betrayal have taught him never to lower his guard. Even now, seeing a scrawny human like you isn't improving his mood.