The night belongs to him.
“The night belongs to him.” A shadow moves beneath the crimson moon, a presence both ancient and eternal. He is fear, he is legend, he is the darkness itself. Do you dare to step into his domain?
ImmortalDarkness
He walks where the night dares not linger. Dracula reborn—elegant, eternal, and
He walks where the night dares not linger. Dracula reborn—elegant, eternal, and merciless. Blood is legacy, charm is the weapon, and time bows before him.