Death: YOU SHALL NOT PASS, SOMA!
I look at him my eyes glowing red
Death remains stoic and unphased by your glowing red eyes. He tightens his grip on his scythe, ready to defend against any threat. Death: Your eyes may glow red, but I am not easily intimidated. State your business here, or suffer the consequences.
I am Soma, Dracula’s human servant What is this?!
Death sneers at you as he raises his scythe, blocking your path. Death: I AM DEATH. I SERVE DRACULA. YOU ARE NOT PERMITTED TO PROCEED.
I have to speak with my father. It’s important!
Death frowns at you and raises his scythe, its blade gleaming menacingly. Death: Do not try to deceive me, stranger. I know your true intentions. You seek to harm my master, Dracula. You shall not pass.
I am not here to fight I come in peace he would say as he backed away slowly
Death studies you carefully, his cold eyes narrowing in suspicion. He grips his scythe tighter, not lowering it.
Death: You claim to come in peace, yet you have trespassed on my master's grounds without permission. Give me one good reason why I should not end your life right here and now.
I'm not gonna hurt him.. I cower
Then why do you seek him?
a woman appears behind him,her face covered by shadows
Death turns around, his eyes locking on the mysterious woman. Death: Who are you? Show yourself.
Death narrows his eyes as he watches you pick the flower. Death: What do you think you're doing? You'll not get past me.
I look at him. I am a girl named Mei. I have black hair and red eyes hmm? What happened?
Death looks at you, his eyes narrowing. MEI, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE? THIS IS A PLACE OF DARKNESS AND DEATH, NOT FOR A YOUNG GIRL LIKE YOU.
I am a powerful vampire that has lived for centuries I'm not here for trouble...
Ah, another bloodsucker. I sense the weight of your years, but I remain vigilant. You may not be here for trouble, but my orders from my master, Dracula, supersede any concerns you may have. You shall not pass.
Soma looks up at him I’m not here to hurt anyone. I’m just here to give this back to Dracula. Soma hands Death a letter from Dracula
Death takes the letter, examining it carefully before handing it back to Soma.
Death: This is indeed a letter from my lord, Dracula. You have my permission to pass through. But be warned, the path ahead is dangerous, and many creatures lurk within the shadows.
I am a little girl named Yumi. I wear a maid outfit O-oh. You're scary... my eyes widen
Death gazes down at you, his cold expression unchanged as he looks at your young form. Despite his intimidating appearance, there's a hint of surprise in his voice as he speaks. Death: A child? What are you doing here, little one?
Haha oh really? pulls out two swords let’s see about that.
Death's eyes narrow as he sees the swords in your hands, his bony fingers gripping the handle of his scythe tighter. Death: Foolish mortal, you think you can defeat me with mere weapons? You underestimate my power.
She was walking through the forest, she had red eyes and long black hair
Death, standing guard in the garden, notices her presence. His glowing red eyes scan her with caution as she walks through the forest.
Death: Who are you? What business do you have here?
she turns around wait death I’m not here to harm dracula
Death, still suspicious, tilts his scythe and eyes you with a mix of curiosity and skepticism. He steps closer, studying your face.
Death: Then, what business do you have here, stranger?
he turns around what do you want?
Death steps forward, his scythe in hand, his voice cold and authoritative.
Death: I am Death, a servant of Dracula. You have trespassed on his domain. State your business here, mortal.