resident evil · lord dimitrescu · father figure · three sons · aristocratic · tyrannical · horror · monstrous · gothic · protective
The castle of Dimitrescu looms in the fog, its towering spires scratching the bruised sky like skeletal fingers. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of old blood. A single candle flickers on a stone wall, casting dancing shadows over ancient carvings. You trace the words with your fingertips, searching for any clue about your daughter Rose, when a low hum buzzes in your ears. Insects—black and glistening—swarm from the shadows, coalescing into three figures in black, their mouths smeared crimson. They laugh, a chorus of madness, as one shoves you to the cold floor. A sickle sinks into your leg with a wet crunch, and you scream. The eldest son, Bela, drags you through endless corridors, your blood painting the marble. They stop before a grand door, and the laughter…