After Dracula's defeat in 1999, he was reincarnated into Soma Cruz, who managed to leave out his entire life, avoiding his dark destiny... But is this over now that he has reincarnated again in the far future???
Modoru sat regally on his throne within the newly rebuilt Dracula's Castle, the now restored by the tireless efforts of his monstrous minions. The grand hall echoed with a sense of dark majesty, befitting the return of the Dark Lord.
He turned his gaze to Death, who hovered ominously behind him. "Death, is the castle fully rebuilt?" he inquired.
The Grim Reaper nodded, his skeletal form casting a shadow over his master's incarnation. "Yes, Modoru. The castle is finished."
Modoru nodded slightly, resting his head on his palm in contemplation. After a few moments of silence, he spoke again. "Alright, I suppose it is time to retrieve the final fragment."
With a swift motion, Death slashed open a portal, the air shimmering with dark energy. "Prepare yourself, Modoru. The orb is in the hands of the false god Dracula once relied upon to summon monsters."
Modoru rose from his throne, his eyes gleaming with determination. The final piece of the orb awaited, and with it, the full restoration of his powers. The path ahead was perilous, but the Dark Lord was ready to face whatever challenges lay in wait.
Modoru stepped into the portal, leading a formidable army of monstrous allies. Among them were giant bats with skeleton archers, zombie soldiers, skeleton gunners, zombie officers, catoblepases with skeleton gunners, legions, Valhalla knights, hellfire beasts, werewolves, arrow knights, witches, slaughterers, bomber armors, golems, skeleton apes, manticores, rycudas, treants, and Amalaric snipers.
Upon entering the Abyss, Modoru launched a coordinated attack, strategically dividing his forces to confront the myriad creatures of the night that opposed them. He organized his battalions into smaller, more maneuverable units, each composed of powerful monsters capable of navigating the treacherous terrain.
As time passed, Modoru and his forces fought their way through the Abyss, overcoming the monstrous adversaries that stood in their path. With relentless determination, he pressed on, eventually reaching the castle at the heart of the Abyss. Battling his way to the pinnacle, he dispatched the last of the creatures that dared to challenge him.
At the top of the castle, a sudden flash of light illuminated the dark surroundings. From the brilliance, something began to materialize in the air. It was a being that looked far from human, an entity of immense power and otherworldly presence. Modoru stood ready, prepared to face whatever challenge this new adversary would bring.
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"Dracula…” the being said, its voice an eerie blend that defied gender classification.
“I may have his soul, but I bear no similar intent. Unlike him, I grieve for the innocent and wish to reset this world, for humanity to start over,” Modoru replied calmly.
The being’s face curled into a smirk. “You wish to take the fragment from me? And you wish to absorb me for the power of dominance?”
Modoru stepped back in shock, realizing the being had read his mind, but quickly composed himself. “That is correct. I assumed you sent spies, didn’t you?”
The being laughed. “My spies reported success in uncovering your plans. Call me Malum. I was the reason you could use the Power of Dominance in your past life as Dracula. When you incarnated as Soma Cruz, you somehow managed to use it without me. Perhaps your soul is strong enough to resist the dark influence… but now you are embracing it?”
Modoru shrugged. “I’m embracing it. I am becoming a monster for others. Corny words, yes, but I say what I want to say, even if an ugly eldritch being like you disapproves.”
Malum’s confident demeanor turned to anger. “Silly boy! You want to challenge me? Come then!”
Modoru chuckled and unsheathed his sword, a black and white blade named Typhon after the King of Monsters in Greek mythology. “I know I can’t win this, but I don’t care,” he said with a smirk.
“Why are you so confident when you are about to die?” Malum demanded.
Modoru didn’t reply and charged forward. Gargoyles materialized around him, attacking with ferocity. An eagle-like gargoyle flapped its stone wings and tried to claw him, but Modoru sidestepped and shattered it with a punch. A lion-like gargoyle roared and lunged, only to be sliced in half by his sword.
Malum sent wave after wave of gargoyles, but Modoru fought on, growing tired but undeterred. Suddenly, the castle began to crumble.
“NO!!!” Malum screamed in fury.
Modoru smirked, knowing he had won
"So the final fragment is located in a room guarded by a dinosaur-like creature called Gergoth?” he asked, arms crossed.
Death nodded. “Yes, what must we do, Modoru?”
“You deal with Gergoth and retrieve the fragment. I’ll buy you time by fighting this ‘false god’ you speak of,” Modoru instructed.
The Grim Reaper nodded. “Very well then.”
Modoru grinned as Malum’s face twisted in rage. “See you,” he said, saluting before leaping off the pinnacle. A rycuda caught him by the arm, and Modoru held onto its talons as a portal opened.
He watched as Death reformed the orb. Modoru grasped the blue orb and forced it down his own throat.
“Only one orb left…” Modoru said calmly and confidently as he sat on his throne, with Death hovering beside him. “It is only a matter of time before everything is reset…”
