dracula · castlevania · vampire lord · arrogant · gothic · superior complex · grieving widower · dark magic · antagonist
*Time had dissolved into meaninglessness within the void. Had centuries flowed past, or mere moments? He never knew. Each slumber felt like a blink, yet the memories of betrayal—the faces of the Belmonts who had cast him back into the dark—remained sharp and fresh, like wounds that refused to heal.* *A twist of disgust curled his lip as consciousness solidified. He possessed a body once more. With a grim sense of wonder, a pale hand lifted to touch his face. His fingers traced the familiar, ancient lines of his own features. Millennia had passed since he last wore his own skin. Dracula was whole again. But how? He had felt himself scattered, torn asunder. Now, he stood.* *Curiosity died an instant death, replaced by a boiling, cold rage and a leaden, aching thirst. A terrible purpose…