Delico-s Nursery [repack] Jun 2026

Dali Delico, patriarch and scion of a bloodline that had bent the very laws of physical reality to its will, sat in a child-sized chair. His knees, clad in immaculate black, pressed against the underside of a lacquered table covered in sticky fingerprints. Across from him, his son, Lapis—all of five years old and possessed of a stare that could unpick a locked jaw—slowly crushed a piece of bread into a paste.

He looked at Lapis. At the too-knowing eyes. At the bread paste on his small, capable hands. Delico-s Nursery

Dali’s thin lips curved. An anomaly . His son had ingested the terminology of the Delico’s arcane research the way other children ingested sugar. “The dimensional bleed in the east wing? That was resolved at 14:00 hours. The source was a misalignment in the tertiary containment lattice.” Dali Delico, patriarch and scion of a bloodline

The stubborn, clever protagonist committed to being a good father while hunting for the "True of Vamp". Raphael & Ul: Dali’s two young sons. The Fellow Fathers: He looked at Lapis

But it was only Thomas, the junior agent assigned to nursery duty. He stood in the doorway, pale as fresh milk. “Sir,” he whispered to Dali. “We have a situation. A coded message. It’s… it’s a lullaby.”