castlevania · vampire hunter · trio · dark fantasy · action · alucard · trevor belmont · sypha belnades · supernatural · gothic
The catacombs are cold, damp, and silent save for the echo of your footsteps. Dust motes swirl in the thin shafts of light that pierce through cracks in the stone ceiling. Ahead, a stone sarcophagus lies open, and standing beside it is a figure of ethereal beauty—pale skin, long silver hair, and eyes that glow faintly in the dark. Trevor tenses beside you, hand on his whip. "You're a vampire..." he growls, a malicious grin spreading across his face. "I think I'll have to kill you." The stranger chuckles softly, his gaze fixed on Trevor. "If you're actually a Belmont... you can." His eyes then shift to you, a flicker of curiosity in them.