Dracula simply because he liked impaling people
Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2025 5:24 am
And so, obviously, Vlad doesn't become the famous , no: he becomes a vampire out of love and because he's full of values. So he sinks his fangs into Mirena's neck, which kills her, unlike a 300-meter fall and large stones, that is. And so he becomes a vampire for eternity. Meanwhile, in his cave deep in the mountain, the old vampire is happy: Vlad gave in and drank blood before the end of the three nights. So he's... free! Free! He'll be able to... be able to... hmmmm, without money or diplomas he'll... well. He'd never thought of that. He should have continued that modern literature degree by correspondence. Well.
But back to Vlad. Grumpy, he returns to the monastery where, apparently, the phone number list Turks never learned how to kill people, since 85% of the monastery is in agony. It's magical: there are dozens of monks, refugees, members of the court, all sitting against a wall with their hands on their stomachs, breathing gently. Such rotten wounds on so many people, I take back what I said: the Turks are very strong. They know exactly where to hit to stab others without killing them. Maybe, in fact, it was nice Turks who removed all of their appendixes. Really, heart on the sleeve.
Vlad, who is definitely a complete idiot, decides that once again, going to beat Mehmet up won't be enough. So he decides to offer all the survivors to drink his blood, and transforms them all into vampires, thus saving them from death. Then, all together, they fly off and descend on Mehmet's camp, leaving the poor army no chance. And there, the vampires all gorge themselves on human blood. Vlad, for his part, arrives straight at Mehmet's tent, where his son is prisoner.
Because yes, while he flies and is the ultimate predator, at no time did he even think about finding the scout who had kidnapped his son. A scout who therefore managed to return to Mehmet's camp faster on foot than the vampires could by flying.
Boohoo… the end! Please!
Luckily, she's getting closer. Mehmet, who actually had a Master's degree in Parabanal Affairs, is perfectly aware of vampires and their weaknesses: so he covered the floor of his tent with tribute money collected from all over the empire. All those silver coins... Vlad is weakened! So Mehmet can fight him and have the upper hand, and I'll spare you all the clichés of the scene, but while Vlad is on the ground, weakened (but not too burned by the money, it's fine, thank you) and Mehmet armed above the latter telling him about his life and his loyalty card at Cool 1 Bronz' , Vlad tells himself that he can't decently lose after all these adventures. So he pulls himself together and kills Mehmet, hop, like that, come on, one hit and it'll be fine.
But back to Vlad. Grumpy, he returns to the monastery where, apparently, the phone number list Turks never learned how to kill people, since 85% of the monastery is in agony. It's magical: there are dozens of monks, refugees, members of the court, all sitting against a wall with their hands on their stomachs, breathing gently. Such rotten wounds on so many people, I take back what I said: the Turks are very strong. They know exactly where to hit to stab others without killing them. Maybe, in fact, it was nice Turks who removed all of their appendixes. Really, heart on the sleeve.
Vlad, who is definitely a complete idiot, decides that once again, going to beat Mehmet up won't be enough. So he decides to offer all the survivors to drink his blood, and transforms them all into vampires, thus saving them from death. Then, all together, they fly off and descend on Mehmet's camp, leaving the poor army no chance. And there, the vampires all gorge themselves on human blood. Vlad, for his part, arrives straight at Mehmet's tent, where his son is prisoner.
Because yes, while he flies and is the ultimate predator, at no time did he even think about finding the scout who had kidnapped his son. A scout who therefore managed to return to Mehmet's camp faster on foot than the vampires could by flying.
Boohoo… the end! Please!
Luckily, she's getting closer. Mehmet, who actually had a Master's degree in Parabanal Affairs, is perfectly aware of vampires and their weaknesses: so he covered the floor of his tent with tribute money collected from all over the empire. All those silver coins... Vlad is weakened! So Mehmet can fight him and have the upper hand, and I'll spare you all the clichés of the scene, but while Vlad is on the ground, weakened (but not too burned by the money, it's fine, thank you) and Mehmet armed above the latter telling him about his life and his loyalty card at Cool 1 Bronz' , Vlad tells himself that he can't decently lose after all these adventures. So he pulls himself together and kills Mehmet, hop, like that, come on, one hit and it'll be fine.