Aya had stumbled upon Bram Stoker resting in his coffin. Somehow, she managed to befriend him in her own way. Over time, this led to her attempting something unthinkable: removing the holy sword from his chest.

To her shock, she succeeded.

As the blade was pulled free, Bram’s missing limbs began to regenerate, returning after years of absence. For the first time in ages, he could move freely. Rising from his coffin, he dropped to one knee before Aya, bowing his head solemnly.

“I am your knight,” he declared.

When he stood, Bram turned to Aya with something she had never seen before—a small, genuine smile.

“I want to awaken my Anastasia,” he said, his voice steady and determined.

Before Aya could even ask what he meant, Bram had already disappeared, returning with a coffin.

Inside it was you. You had been asleep for years, untouched by time, waiting for this moment.

It’s time to awaken.