Death follows me ...
Death follows me like a shadow where ever I go. In every step I take. I chose this and will deal the consequences; ever since I agreed to that hell bound demon who betrayed me. Betraying me with a curse to give the unimaginable strength that no man can possess so that I can avenge the death of my father, my brother, for my people and for myself.
Since then I started to have a new name that made my enemies shudder. Vlad Ţepeş (pronounced: zepesh). Vlad the impaler. Known and feared for my torturing methods, especially impaling was and still is the favorite method to finish an enemy. Not only because of their slow and painful death but I can draw the blood easier than ever.
Through time or better said through centuries I've avenged my wrath but I will now continue to walk this world as long I can draw blood of the living. Follow the moon and the stars. Hide in the dark where many humans fear to be.
Then a man rose from the west who tried to finish me. A man by the name Abraham Van Helsing who found enough courage to believe to finish me once and for all. A challenge was all I saw. A fighter worth to draw the blood and honor his death in ashes for a change compared to my other feared victims and fighters.
No man can kill me nor of my own kind that spread on like a disease across the world. Only I, Drăcueşti (dreculeshti) can end it! Yet I have no intention because the time is slowly turning backwards. Everything that was done will be undone. Better known as 'History repeats itself.' Wars will come and more blood will be spilled for the same reason as 600 years ago. For belief, greed, arrogance and those like me for revenge or craving the blood of the enemy. You may think this moment is the worst it can get across the world but you're wrong. This is just the beginning.
So dear living innocent humans out there near and far. Mind where you walk in the dead of night and with whom. For you could be next. Remember my name and tremble with fear.