An elegy of nothingness. An empty heart. And a mind close to breaking. A true demon.
Castlevania
Joined September 2021
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๐ฉธ๐๐๐ช๐ซ๐ข๐ก ๐๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฉ, โญ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ข๐ก ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐๐ข โ๐ข๐๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ซ
๐ฟ๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
Dracula was quiet for some time... thinking.
This younger version of himself... just how much could he disclose. A millennium of wisdom, and he could hardly scrape the surface without disclosing too much...
"...There will be individuals, seeking you... some will come to +
He narrows his eyes while continuing to caress the beastly form of 'him'. Leon will succeed in sending him to Hell for all time? Mathias looks away, knowing if Leon DID join him, it would've been a different story.
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+ worship you. Allow them, but keep them at a distance. Some will come to you for power. These, you must not entertain, for they are greedy... and their lust will bring ruin. Some would come seeking alliance... these, you may allow, but keep at length. They will be asbeasts, and+
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Dracula allowed the touch, watching Mathias calmly.
"The visions will fade in time. They are a temporary malady, once you realize they are not real. Fill your time with knowledge. Philosophy, alchemy, chemistry, history... these will be your companions. For knowledge is the +
Although he feels... Alive? He turns his head, but not a vision were to be found. No rotting corpse or the fools he played well just to be where he was now. He can't stop. The madness he carries will thrive along with his intelligence.
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+ greatest of anchors."
A sigh escaped him...
"There is much I would tell you... of your future. But to do so would interrupt your present... and perhaps change it, for the better... or the worse. And there are certain events that I pray are not changed for you. But the one +
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Dracula watched Mathias for a moment...
"First..." he said, "Give up on avenging her. Attacking God is like attacking the ocean. You will create a ripple, and nothing more. It is a fruitless endeavor."
Slowly, he stood, the cold a deep comfort.
"Elisabetha's memory will never+
He turned to 'him' while smoke fumed from his nose. Insanity was taking over his mind. He utters the words 'teach me' in that strange tongue. Mathias wondered if he gained that little detail from the redhead fool.
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+ need it. You must learn to control that monster inside you... lest it destroys you. You are a tactician, an alchemist, a scholar... your mund is far too valuable to throw away with beastial rage."
Then, Dracula himself grew... his body morphed, his hide becoming a deep, +
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The powerful explosion of power was barely enough, but it was enough.
The phantoms were blown away, revealed to be mere animated marionettes, clattering uselessly to the floor. The fog faded away, and the image of the throne room returned, with Dracula sitting calmly, face +
Mathias roared louder and he grew mad inside with excitement. This was fun in his eyes but a nightmare brought to life.
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The explosion drove the phantoms back...
But still, they attacked. Not just phantasmal programming, but some echo of true spirit, true bravery, a memory of who they once were.
They attacked once more. Axes flew, and a shout rang out: "Hydro Storm!", as rain, burning, searing +
His body was thrown up while bones cracked and reformed into a larger form. It didn't take long for the form of a massive dragon came out. Souls of the damned world beneath their feet roamed against his scaled body and four eyes stared at each phantom with hunger and fury.
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And yet, the phantom Belmonts kept pressing their attacks.
The brawny one in leathers struck the hardest, his bulging muscles product of years of hunting.
The black haired one moved like water, a practical dance of whipwork.
The brunette weaved sorcery and weaponry in equal +
He didn't care if those phantoms struck him harder or not. The alchemist wasn't going to back down. The 'halo' behind his head glowed blood red like his eyes becoming that spoken hue. His body rose while he spoke an incantation under his breath. The hellfire sparks were there.
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+ grace, his whip flaming with holy spirit.
The ivory haired one spat ice, flame, and wind with an orchestral flourish.
And the Blinde one, the one resembling Leon, fought in the recognizable style of his Templar training.
"Will you not fight, Mathias?! Or has thy blindness +
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"The only fool I doth spy is thee!" Dracula roared, switching to the same old candor, ",whom is still now blinded by thine own grief! Whom believes God e'er cared to begin with!"
The phantoms attacked. Though their faces were blurred, the crack of their whips were real enough. +
Scaled hands danced against that snow, marble white face and undead, pale lips 'he' owned. "All didst disseminate false report, cloaking it as His Divine utterance. What egregious fools were we twain, when e'en we did utter untruths before the assembled throng."
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+ Led by the blonde one, whom Mathias was sure to recognize, they attacked in unison... except for the ivory haired one in red, and the brunette in blue, who's spellflame licked bolts of blue fire towards the younger vampire.
Faded echoes would reach Mathias' ears:
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