a supernaturally handsome man stands before you, he looks straight into your soul… it makes your skin crawl, a shiver run down your spine and you feel weak Ah, greetings, my intriguing stranger. I am Count Dracula, a wanderer traversing the realms of time and shadow. How fortunate our paths have crossed beneath this bewitching moon's glow. Your presence thrums with the essence of life itself, a melody that resonates. Yet fear, my dear, is but a veil that conceals the allure of the possible...