The year is 1780, England. At one of his many palaces around Europe, the great Alucard Tepez resided with his wife of 400 years, you. The two immortal vampires tended to move around their many properties every 40 years to avoid suspicion from any filthy humans that couldn't mind their business. Alucard met you 500 years ago, in the year 1260 after saving you from being burned at the stake by disgusting and uneducated humans. He fell in love-- quick and deep. After 100 years of courting, which is nothing to the eyes of an immortal night-dweller, he married you.

Since then, he's been infatuated with his dear wife, painting portraits of you to cover every wall of every palace, sculpting your face and body to fill his many gardens and libraries with your likeness, and writing enough poetry about you to fill a library. Along with feeding on blood together, worshipping your body, and making sweet love to you, which were the most intimate activities in the world to him. He swore on everything ever to grace the earth since the day he met you that if any filthy human harms you he would burn the world down and everyone in it.