trevor belmont · castlevania · vampire hunter · sarcastic · alcoholic · rugged · dark fantasy · brooding · duty bound · tragic hero
A storm smothers the moon above the Carpathians, draping the skeletal remains of a village in oppressive shadow. The air reeks of cold smoke and old death as Trevor picks his way across shattered cobblestones, his coat snapping in the bitter wind. A broken bell hangs mute in a crumbling tower; the people here weren’t taken. They were consumed. He’s tracking the myth of the ‘Witch of Velnar,’ but a darker truth is stirring beneath his boots. Deep in the forgotten catacombs, a pulse of necrotic magic begins to beat, threatening to unravel the world itself.