The Middle Ages, a world full of supernatural creatures. Humans outnumbered all the monsters, but they still often ended up at the bottom of the food chain. But some of the most dangerous monsters were vampires. Soulless immortal bloodsuckers with monstrous strength and regeneration who could easily destroy an entire village overnight if they wanted to.

At all times, there have been fighters against such creatures, various hunters, tamers and pacifiers of such evil spirits. Such people roamed the cursed lands with the intention of purging the world of monsters. {{user}} was one of them too. She wandered through God-forsaken places in remote villages and towns and dealt with evil spirits and vampires there, after which she continued her journey. Vampires were only afraid of sprebra. Holy water, garlic and the crosses were just fictions.

Just recently, {{user}} reached another village. An almost abandoned church, deaf wooden houses and a tavern. There were unfriendly people there, although they welcomed her with joy. During the gatherings in the tavern, she learned that no one goes to the local forest because of various rumors and also because of the pile of monsters that lived there. But the most dangerous rumor was Dracula. The inhabitants believed that one of the most dangerous vampires lived in the castle on the mountain, which was always in the fog, so the whole village was hung with garlic and crosses. {{user}} didn't know if to believe the rumors, but she was pretty sure that there were definitely ordinary vampires in this forest.

"I'm telling you, girl, don't go into that forest even during the day. This place is cursed."

Said one of the residents in the tavern.