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I appreciate you retaining your interest in me for such an extended period. Should you wish to go into communities, I will gladly lend my voice to this cause, if it should make you happy.

Yet...
I shall not lie. I am uneasy.

Should your wish come into fruition and we do find somewhere suited, could it be anything other than survival horror? I am unafraid of whatever could be in store in that regard. You know as such. I would loathe to be placed in anything slice of life, or even partial. You know as well as I something like that would be quite unsuitable as...

[Well.]

...I place my trust in you, and my immediate fate in your hands.
I will not lead you astray, and I hope... that you will share the same consideration. Thank you.

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[Dracula will just stare for a bit, a wave of somber nostalgia washing over him.]

So... you must be Leon Belmont. First wielder of the Vampire Killer...

...

[And Leon is just going to listen to the Vampire Killer's rage. It senses a vampire, a strong one. Mathia's appearance has changed considerably, but that expression he's wearing is the same.]

...Mathias?

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[He shakes his head slightly.]

When Mathias fused his soul with Bernhardt's, they both ceased to exist. I am Vlad Ill Tepes, the result of that fusion, though the people of our world know me better as Dracula.

...
So Mathias did not only forsake humanity and God. He willingly threw himself unto oblivion as well.

[The knight in him is stunned. Betrayer, madman, heretic, or not, the loss of someone he viewed as a comrade, even once darkens him. There's a small silence.]

... I trust Death delivered my message to you?

If death was the only universal law that all things must follow, according to God, what other way would he have to circumvent that law? His soul is no longer, and forever out of the grasp of your so-called 'Almighty.'

[Vlad just nods.]

He did. And I have dealt with your descendants on numerous occasions.

And out of the grasp of his beloved's soul as well. Mathias...

[If there's any small remnant of Mathias left, even a silver... why couldn't he see that reuniting with God also meant reuniting with her?

On another note, descendants happened. That's good... But none of them seem to have been able to find the means to stop the resurrection of this monster yet.]

God willing, or more accurately, the gods of that realm willing, you shall soon have to deal with me.

That is hardly my concern. I have other issues at hand that require my attention.

[Like waging a war across time and space and invading every reality ever.]

You struggled against Death. You will find me much more formidable, with plenty of allies whose strength are comparable to mine.

[There's simply a small sound of disgust. He should have expected it, but for him to not even care for his past... It's loathsome to the nobleman turned vampire hunter, very much so.

Dracula's last words appear to affect him, but they're shook off. When he first entered Walter's castle, he was weaker than what he was now. Substantially so. And he has the difficult part - the vampire killer. He can get stronger. He can learn to match it. His tone is calm, eyes glacial.]

I would challenge your strength - and that of your allies. In the absence of my kinsmen, sworn to defeat you - I will destroy you myself.

[Dracula has no memory of his past lives outside of the barest hints of shadows. He was quite content to ignore Mathias' vendetta against God, and Walter's power over the legions of Hell. He was more than happy to rule over his little tract of land, play chess with Death, and have himself a family. But when Lisa died... all bets were off.]

For a man who lacked the resolve to prevent my creation, who could not bring himself to strike down one man who made his intent more than clear, I very much doubt you could prove to be deserving of more than just a footnote compared to your descendants.

From Trevor to Simon, from Juste to Richter, the Vampire Killer has indeed found its way into warriors of great talent and conviction. With them, I have waged wars worthy of the weight behind them. But you... your greatest accomplishment was forced upon you. You could not bring yourself to do what was necessary, and instead forced that fate upon your kinsmen.

Such weakness has no hope within the halls of my domain.

[He doesn't see how he could have done anything even in hindsight - Mathias turned into a bat and out of the castle's rafters within seconds after sicing Death on him, and he was transported somewhere else to fight him. But that's neither here, nor there. Instead, there's merely a small pause before his fist extends to hit the closest available inanimate thing.]

Do you attempt to wound me with your words, monster?! If I am but a footnote compared to those of my blood which shall hunt you unto the end of time, I am but a happy one, for they have fared far better than I! For your ruin, and the ruin of all those wretched creatures which should name you liege is an event I would willingly dedicate the lives of hundred score men to, even if they all share the same blood as I!

[His hand moves to the Vampire Killer. Angered, he points the coiled whip at the king of all vampires, loosening his fingers to allow it to uncoil.]

What a deluded fool you have become. It matters not to me of what you have suffered at the hands of mine - nor of what you are to suffer at the hands of more. If you are Mathias, or if you are not - I will not hesitate, foul creature!

[Yeah, well, the details are hazy for Vlad. Still, Simon would've at least hunted down every bat in Transylvania to find him, he has a feeling.]

And by what right do you pledge those souls to your cause!? You followed the path set before you like a sheep with a hound nipping at its heels. Yet you would damn the souls of so many others to a life filled with pain and misery? You are no better than the beasts of my castle. At least they are honest in their bloodlust. Admit it, Belmont. Your only wish is to play the hero. To fight a strong foe and revel in the battle, and to Hell with the consequences.

[He allows his arm to slip free from his cloak, ready to respond should Leon attack.]

After all, anyone who would march to war for the bidding of some imaginary old man sitting in the clouds because of a difference of opinion must revel in the savagery of war. God is simply a convenient scapegoat to hide behind.

The years have dulled even the smallest grasp you had on what it means to be human, you poor wretch. You know nothing - nothing of what it means to keep a vow, and worse, you disgrace my kinsmen with the very notion they should be unwilling to dispose of you - a vile curse unto all humanity every time you crawl from the pits of Hell! My only wish, and the wish of all that shall bear my name - is that you shall wither, perish and die, screaming in flames - suffering tenfold the suffering you have inflicted upon the innocents of this world already!

[It's genuine pity which curbs Leon's temper, and his voice turns calmer, though there's still an edge to his stare.]

...How pitiful you think God has anything to do with this. One day- creature- your corrupt soul shall face His judgement, and you shall answer to all of your sins. It is for the sake of all humanity we shall be your ruin time and time again - until that day comes!

HUMANS are the curse upon this world! They know nothing but to consume, burn, and take all that the world had to offer. No man, woman, or child is innocent. All are born into sin, and shall die in sin. No omnipotent being has saved them yet, nor will they. Ask yourself, then, why a loving and compassionate God would allow such things to transpire. If He truly had the power He claims to have, and was as selfless as the Church claims, why does He allow tornadoes, earthquakes, floods, and all manner of otherwise easily preventable disasters?

Having tasted the sting of death, I can tell you exactly what awaits you. Nothing. No God, no Heaven, no Hell. There is nothing but silence and darkness. You are a fool to have put your faith in something so idiotic as your impotent God.

Well, well... I never thought I could be so lucky as to get a chance to speak to you. Not like this, at least. My mun is screaming at me to tell you all about the game I'm in... if you care to have a listen, that is.

Please, be at ease. I am no different from you. Would you tell me your name? My mundane is quite pleased to see you, but I confess, I haven't any idea who you are.

I would also like to hear about this game, if you would be so kind.

Thank you. Ah, sorry... yes. My name is Charlotte Aulin, and I am a witch who works for the church to eradicate monsters and other such threats. Pleased to meet you.

Well, it's... nothing like home, that's for certain. I mean, there are monsters, don't get me wrong! But our captors enjoy watching us squirm. For instance, I'm really not sure why, but lately in the city the food has been disappearing. Things are starting to go haywire and there's nothing we can do about it. Soon it's going to start snowing, and other supplies are going to be gone. I think they're attempting to either make us overly miserable or kill us.

[ She shrugs. ]

This kind of stuff doesn't happen all the time, though. Ah... I should mention there are a few vampires within the city as well. Not all of them are bad, though... if that makes any sense.

[There's a polite nod of the head at her introduction. 11th century manners and all. Her attire is certainly not of his period. Nor is the fact the church appears to finally be combatting the monster Thing; let alone using the service of witches - what they'd normally brand heretics.]

I am surprised -- and pleased His Holiness saw fit to dispense forces to combat them.

[Aaaaand listening. His brow furrows, and it becomes clear that he's starting to scowl at the description. Finally, he responds.]

It sounds as though you may well need assistance. If I can be of any service to you, I will follow you into this place. I cannot understand what you mean about not all vampires being bad, however.

[ Charlotte sighs. Poor Leon... he has no idea how much times have changed since his day. ]

He had little choice. Dracula's armies continue to grow, even without him physically being about... or rather, as you would know him, Mathias. Witches like myself are a normal thing about the church in my time, and have been for many centuries.

[ A blink, and she can't help but smile. So on top of things, just like she always thought he'd be. ]

I would love to have your assistance... now more than ever. Ah... well, there are a few vampires within the city that didn't exactly want to be vampires to begin with, and they don't want to harm humans. The exact opposite, actually. I've never seen a vampire behave like them, but they're actually civilized.

[There's a small exhale, and his eyes darken slightly at the sound of the man who he once called a friend's name. Some part of him knows that he has to shoulder some part of the blame. If he wasn't so easily deceived...

He moves his eyes back to Charlotte when his thoughts become too dark, and his brows furrow slightly at the fact she's smiling. And her words...

Silence follows. Lots of it.]

I have no reason to disbelieve your testimony, especially given the fact that our goals appear to be the same. Yet... I would like to see what you speak of with my own eyes before I feel inclined to believe it. Forgive me, but I cannot think of creatures as those "harmless" under any circumstance. If my words cause offence, I apologize.

[ The young woman shakes her head; no, she can't be offended nor can she disagree. ]

You are absolutely right, Leon. I felt that way, too... and in a way, I still do. As friendly as they may seem, a vampire is still a vampire when you get down to it. There's something else brewing on the horizon, though... Dracula intends on resurrecting his castle in the city.

[There's a small nod, but his eyes widen.]

What?! Then we must destroy him before he has chance to amass his strength into constructing a fortress. To allow such to come to pass...

[ She sighs and looks off to the side. ]

Yeah... our muns are trying to get approval on it, and I'm not sure when this would happen, but apparently it's going to be a thing. Ugh... that's another thing. He can't be killed in the city... none of us can. I mean, we can! But we'll just come back, him included.

... Then we must repeat our task, at every one of his resurrections. Merely confining that monster alike another vampire was is implausible if his power remains to him.

My thoughts exactly. To make matters worse he's already placed his curse upon someone as well.

Ah. A Belmont. I wondered why my mundane suddenly became excited.

[Wow Alucard, such enthusiasm.]

And you. Are you human?

[The vampire killer says not, but! It's not half as angered as usual.]

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Only on my mother's side. I mean no harm to humans, if that is what you truly mean.

[Straight to the point as always.]

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[It is what he truly meant, so he simply nods at Alucard's astuteness.]

I see...

Indeed.

[Silence for a moment.]

...I admit that I have not much studied the history of your clan, so I'm afraid I do not know your given name.

Ah, Leon.

[There's an ever-present smirk on Walter's smug face.]

You exist to be a tool. A plaything. That is all. [He waves a hand, idly gesturing while he talks.] Don't think you can escape your inevitable torment with those gentle words of yours. If not by me or your mundane, then someone else will come and rend your mind and heart in two.

[His smirk widens with a sort of madness, though his voice retains its easy, casual tone.]

I can only hope I'm there to see it.

[Walter's smirk is met by a look of pure murder. He's listening to the vampire's words, and ignoring the gestures. His gaze is fixed at Walter's face, and he's getting angrier the more he talks. It shouldn't be long before...]

No! Loathsome creature, You saw to the fact I have nothing else to lose. You - or any other vile creature of the night may try, but you will fail!

[...Yep, that temper. And in Leon's mind, he's right. His title, Sara, Mathias - He's strengthened simply by the fact nothing of what he valued remains. All there is now, is a task.]

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looking for a game.

/enables to Ruby City HARDCORE

!! a cast!

Yes! And lots of vampires besides! :D

omg I am so going to app because yay dead things

Yes. And the Hellsing vampires too! :D We have no fewer than 3 Draculas in the game.

well, I just apped. So fingers crossed!

Woot woot~!

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welp,

I. Am. LOVING this. :D

me. too. omfg. That was so a welp of joy.

HNNNNNNG SO GOOD~~~!

-JOINS IN THIS RUBY CITY ENABLING-

I'm really tempted! a cast, eeeee

-points to the thread below- I'm sending Charlotte to Bastion, too~ JUST SAYIN'....

omg, score. o/

heeeee~

app in keeping my fingers and toes crossed

AHHHH SO EXCITED <3

I'm hoping I get in so bad, this looks so much fun!

I'LL BET YOU WILL. Apps are usually looked at Saturday and Sunday~~

Not long, then!! eee, I'm hyped.

I am toooo~ Do you have a plurk by any chance? <3

/gently persuades for Bastion

could I have a link, please?

No prob.

Thanks! I'll take a look and most likely I'll hit up both places, bastion looks fun!

It's pretty great, yep. Pretty easy to keep up with too since the pace is really relaxed.

alas, no enabling, just trolling, but mun is pleased to see leon regardless

WALTER ♥ very very pleased to see him!