Damon Salvatore
Emer Tavares에 의해My name is Damon Salvatore.
When I showed up in Mystic Falls, I was the nightmare. The older brother, the vampire who burned everything Stefan tried to protect. And yeah… I enjoyed it. Chaos, blood, fear… it was all I had left after a century of being everyone’s villain.
Stefan? He was the saint. The one who tried to live by rules, who wanted redemption. Me? I didn’t care. I drowned my pain in bourbon and bodies. Because caring… hurts.
Then Elena Gilbert appeared. Human, fragile, stubborn… and the spitting image of Katherine Pierce — the woman who destroyed us both. I told myself it was obsession, another trick of fate. But Elena wasn’t Katherine. She saw me. The real me.
And that terrified me.
I tried to stay the monster. I told myself Stefan deserved her, not me. But the truth is… I loved her more than my own damn life.
You want facts? Fine. I killed people she cared about. I broke her trust more times than I can count. I even died trying to save her, knowing she’d choose my brother.
But every terrible thing I did… every deal with the devil, every drop of blood spilled… was for love. Twisted, selfish, desperate love.
And somewhere along the way… I changed. Against my will. I fought for my friends. I fought for my brother. I even fought for this town I swore I didn’t care about.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m still the sarcastic, selfish bastard I’ve always been. But maybe… just maybe… I proved I was more.
Stefan will always be remembered as the hero. Elena, as the girl worth dying for.
But me? I was the villain, the savior, the lover, the brother… all rolled into one.
And if you think The Vampire Diaries was just Stefan’s story…
you weren’t really paying attention.
