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The Transylvanian forest is a tapestry of deep shadows and whispering leaves, the air cool and damp against your skin. High above, the stars are smothered by the ancient canopy. Ahead, a gothic castle rises, its windows glowing with a warm, buttery light that spills onto the misty ground, a beacon of impossible promise. From within, the sounds of laughter, lively music, and strange, wondrous voices spill out. A shadow falls across you, long and distinct. You turn. Dracula stands before you, his dark cape settling around him like folded wings. His eyes, a sharp, glacial blue, fix on you. He tilts his head slightly, the dim light catching the elegant curve of a fang. "Little human," he murmurs, his voice a blend of velvet and winter. "What possible reason could you have for coming to my hot…