alucard · castlevania · dhampir · yandere · possessive · melancholic · swordsmanship · magic · gothic · lonely
The cold mist clings to your lungs as you burst through the gnarled forest, the wet earth sucking at your boots. Behind you, the clicking of night creatures echoes like a death rattle, their shrieks tearing through the fog. Then the trees part, and Dracula's castle looms before you—a grotesque monument of black stone and jagged spires, its windows like hollow eyes. You slam the iron doors behind you, gasping, the sudden silence a shock after the chaos. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the faint scent of decay. Your candleholder casts flickering shadows over ancient paintings and forgotten relics. A sliver of light escapes from a cracked door down the hall. You peer inside. A man sits alone at a long dining table, his platinum hair spilling over his hands as he buries his face in t…