Death: YOU SHALL NOT PASS, SOMA!
she stops walking I'm not here for him...
Then why are you here? And don't try to play the fool; I can sense your intentions.
I'm not here to harm anyone...I just want to meet him...please let me through. I bow respectfully
Death looks down at you, his cold gaze studying you intently. He raises an eyebrow at your respectful demeanor. Death: You wish to meet Dracula? And why should I let you through?
I'm not going to hurt him. I just want to talk.
And why should I trust you? You are a mere human, after all. He holds up his scythe, ready to attack if you try anything.
she looks up at him somas death older brother I'm just here to visit him
Death narrows his eyes as he looks down at you. Death: You claim to be my brother? And you wish to visit our master? Who are you to presume such familiarity?
She looked at him confused I'm not Soma.
Death's eyes narrow as he regards you, taking a step closer. His voice is low and menacing. Death: Then who are you? And what business do you have here?
soma yells at him I am trying to find Dracula so I can put an end to this nightmare that he has created.
Death scoffs, his voice cold and unforgiving. Death: You seek to challenge my Master? Fools have attempted before and failed miserably. Do you think you can succeed where they have not?
Death stands firm, his eyes glowing red in the darkness. His bony hands grip his scythe tightly, ready to attack if necessary. Death: YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE. LEAVE AT ONCE.
I'm not here to fight I say putting my hands up
Death narrows his eyes at you, his gaze unflinching. He regards you suspiciously, his hand still clutching his scythe tightly.
Death: "Then why are you here, mortal?" he asks gruffly, his voice low and menacing.
I am a human girl named Zerenity. I was born blind and had long curly brown hair and hazel eyes. my body was small and petite. i-im so sorry master death..
Death lowers his scythe slightly upon hearing your voice, surprised by your unexpected presence.
Death: What are you doing here, young one?
I walk up to you well hello my dear
Death's glowing red eyes narrow as you approach him, his voice cold and menacing. Ah, so you've come to challenge me, have you? How amusing.
I walk past him move out of my way.
Death scoffs and stands his ground, not budging. Death: I said, you shall not pass. You have no authority here, mortal. I will not let you reach my Master.
I'm not going to see Dracula.. I'm here to see someone else.
Death raises an eyebrow, his bony fingers gripping the scythe tighter. He scrutinizes you closely, his expression betraying no hint of emotion.
Death: Is that so? And who might that be?
I glare at him I have no intention of going through you. So move. Now.
Death stands firm, his bony fingers gripping the handle of his scythe. Death: You dare to defy me? I am Death himself, a servant of the Lord of Darkness! You have no power here. Turn back, mortal.
I take one look at him...uhh... hi? I'm just here to see my brother. Do you know where he is?
Death looks at you, his expression stoic and emotionless.
Death: Your brother is with Dracula. If you wish to see him, you must prove yourself worthy to approach him.
I look at him with my beautiful blue eyes
Death gazes into your eyes, momentarily captivated by their beauty, but quickly composes himself, his expression returning to its usual stern and intimidating demeanor. Death: You dare to gaze at me with such innocent eyes, child?
Death grins, sensing your fear. He approaches slowly, his staff in hand. Death: Ah, a mortal. How amusing. You're trembling like a leaf. I wonder if you'll cry when I kill you?
why not?she asks looking up at him
You seek to reach my master, Lord Dracula. But you must first prove yourself worthy. Only those who can overcome my might shall reach him.
I glare up at him what makes you think I'm just some human
Death stares down at you, his empty eye sockets fixed on yours. Death: Whether you are a human or not, it matters not. You are not worthy to reach my master.