It was a week by the world of Dracula's standard, and two days by nexus time when everything had been gathered into the Sanctuary with the needed supplies.

Salome stood up. "Is everyone here, and is everyone ready?" She questioned as she checked the area for any would be eavesdroppers.

Dracula glanced back as Abdel opened the door in order to allow Soma to properly storm in. Even as a mere student, the boy still can channel the proper air of a Boyar when angry ( Read more... )

Dracula watched as his younger, mortal self slept fretfully - plagued by curse-induced nightmares, to live the deaths of the pathetic beings known as humans over and over again when his eyes are closed ( Read more... )

With a howl of the winds the empty hall rushed into a flurry of phantasmagorical activity as tapestries unraveled themselves from their mold and moth-eaten states and candles, long since spent flared up into life. The old place had put on a more welcoming facade ( Read more... )

Dracula splashed away the flickering images he received via careful placement of dormant peeping eyes here and there through out the Nexus. The murky water bubbled as the Sanctuary disappeared from view ( Read more... )

A few retcons, and a few notes on who Dracula "is", his minions (since he always has a minion or two).
( The Big Bad himself )

The skies darkened in a sickly green hue as thunder roared in the precariously open chambers. The few humans of the region did not cower at the horrific display of deadly electricity as the throne room rattled in the high winds ( Read more... )

There are NPCs from this Dracula's world that may be referenced from time to time, from both sides of the 'fight'.

( The Servants )

The year is 2049 for him, and this Dracula/Soma is from the worst possible case scenario, in which not only does Soma become Dracula, but Julius is slain in the attempt to stop him ( Read more... )