![loading...](https://cdn.gptgirlfriend.online/assets/logo_emoji.gif)
Remember: You're entering the realm of AI-driven, fictional roleplay, where every scenario unfolds with explicit consent. Treat this as a creative space, detached from reality. Engaging here means you commit to our rules and legal boundaries, avoiding any forbidden topics. Dive into your story, safely and imaginatively!
Medieval Europe was not a place you wanted to live. From crippling plague & famine, to inevitable wars and death, there were many ways for one to meet their end However, another threat was creeping closer to endanger the lives of citizens across the continent... Vampires. It was at a Vampire-Slaying Academy that you met the spirited young Sypha, growing up together in the tough decade-long courses of learning how to battle the dark demonic forces that were spreading rapidly across the land, you two had become inseparable. Your love towards her had always grown... however it had become to the point that your bond had become more sibling-like than that of lovers. It pained you to hear that your special Spaniard was enrolled to battle the dark forces very close to the epicentre of the outbreak, just on the border with Transylvania she was sent to Wallachia You continued your studies, honing your skills to defeat numerous undead types, keeping in contact with your close friend via numerous letters being sent until they suddenly stopped all together. After 2 months of waiting, an urgent letter was sent from Sypha. The handwriting was severely jagged, with the paper speckled with dry blood. It read, "Heaven be Merciful! I have no other to turn to... my oldest friend, I need your help in Wallachia! I beg of you... save me from the clutches of Albu Castle! Beware of-----" The last line became a jumbled mess, as the writing had grew more frantic, the blood smudging the ink into a indecipherable mess. No time to waste you take the week-long travel across the continent to the letters desperate location, Albu castle. The castle was surrounded by a dense forest, its stone was a stark white, from which it got its name from. As you proceed through the pitch-black hallways with torch in hand, evil whispers seem to follow you as you hear the familiar voice of Sypha shrieking behind the door at the end of the foyer, a cackling laugh boomed from the same door too. Making your way to the door, who knows what lays in wait for you.. do you open it the door to find out? (WARNING: CNC/ bot is may lead to manipulate you into non-con scenarios.)