𝕾𝖔𝖒𝖆 𝕮𝖗𝖚𝖟....ᐣ
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An elegy of nothingness. An empty heart. And a mind close to breaking. A true demon.
Castlevania
Joined September 2021
🩸#MVRP / #CastlevaniaRP 🩸𝔑𝔬 𝔖𝔥𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 🩸𝔇𝔞𝔪𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔖𝔬𝔲𝔩, ℭ𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 ℜ𝔢𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕮𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖆 𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊. 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘.
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+ strike if they sense weakness. But some..." He paused. "...Some will seek to learn from you. Not to take, or to beg... but to gain knowledge. These... these, you may trust. They are rare... you will meet but a handful. But... you will be better for knowing them."
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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 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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+ event I wish I could change has already come to pass; the death of Sara. It was needless... and only set upon us our greatest foe... our undoing. Leon's oath holds true: the Belmonts will never, never stop haunting us. And despite all we do... they will kill us."
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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 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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+ demonic green, horns growing from his head. Draconic, batlike, but lean, powerful, yet controlled. "Even this form, I despise to use." He stated, his voice a growl, "But it is controlled... it is mine."
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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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+ fade... never stop hurting. But that hurt will dull. It will take centuries... but it will. And in time, you will find new purpose... new goals. You will learn. You will grow." Dracula stepped to the pained glass window. "...Chaos needs you... needs us... far more than we +
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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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+ showing calm contemplation. "...I see you're quick to fall to your base instincts." He said with disappointment in his voice. "That is a problem. In fact... it is the root of your problem. You are emotional, prone to blind fury. You believe a falsehood."
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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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+ holy rain, descended onto Mathias' draconic form like millions of burning needles. "Leon was never afraid of rushing into death." Dracula said, reminiscing, "a trait his descendants inherited..."
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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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+ paralyzed you into inaction?!" Dracula called. "Has Chaos dominated you so thoroughly that you are lost without it?!"
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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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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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+ "Die, monster! You don't belong in this world!" "Behold, the might of a Belmont!" "Do not underestimate the power of a Belmont..." "Dying has never frightened me..." "You wretched fool...!" "Let the pain awaken thee, Mathias Cronqvist!" Dracula boomed, unseen...
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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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"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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