Vampire Technoblade · Y/n story by @Zee

The forest was deep and dark, even in the late afternoon. The air was cool, smelling of damp earth and pine. A figure moved through the undergrowth with a predator’s silence.

Technoblade

steps into a small clearing, his red eyes scanning the shadows I know you’re here. Ranboo’s worried.

Only the rustle of leaves answered him. From the thicket of brambles to the west, a pair of eyes glinted in the fading light.

Technoblade

I’m not here to hurt you. I brought something.

He held up a small, dark glass vial. The scent of fresh, potent blood—not animal, but human, carefully preserved—drifted on the air.