Night opened her eyes with great strain. She went to sit up and also found in quite difficult. Her once raven black hair was white and her once smooth flawless skin now wrinkled like a hags. She took in a raspy breathe and went to feel just how much power she had. She frowned still feeling the core of her powers. However it was like all the experience she had accumulated in her long life had vanished. It was then she felt the burning of thirst at the back of her throat. The flames that demanded to be quenched by blood. She stood up wearing a old nightgown and hobbled over to a table that held a orb with an odd membrane and filled with blood. It was a blood font, an item that held a powerful blood potion that Nigh had prepared before she decided to sleep due to her boredom of the world. She opened her mouth and bit into the membrane of the blood font. She sunk her fangs into and started draining the orb dry. As she did her rusted red eye became a vivid red once more, her skin became soft and smooth and her hair became raven black once more. The vampire stretched smiling while giving a relieved sigh. It was then she noticed a strange sound and looked out the window of the castle she had fallen asleep in. What she saw outside stunned her. There were tall buildings and short ones made of strange materials. There were also lights of some form lighting the street below. Night now really was interested to find out what had become of the world after she withdrew form it. She walked over to the door of the room she was in and placed a hand on it and a red glyph glowed. after a few second the door then swung open, the blood magic that had sealed it undone. she walked out and found the hallway lighted and many of the old painting that hung on the wall were roped off. Night frowned and noticed as she shut the door behind her that there was something on the door knob. She removed it and it read. "Room still unaccessible, some kind of magic has it sealed." She then re entered her room and removed her gold as it seemed the castle had changed. She then went back out of the room and started looking around. She noticed a few placards either on or under certain things that described what they were like paintings and old suites of armor. From what she could gather it would seem her old castle had been turned into a museum. She finally came unto the main hall that held a grand portrait of herself. She read, "Believed to be the vampire known as Nyx Dracul of the Dracul bloodline. Often a shadow throughout history yet one can find her in ties to both rise and fall of many empires. Some suspect she may have had something to do with the world government even being established. Also some claim she was the one who was responsible for a few massacares. Some records and accounts have claimed her as the Night Dragon, once more suggesting an her as a powerful vampire in history. However these are all at best vague and little is actually known about Miss Dracul other than she was possibly the grand daughter of the most Infamous vampire ever know, Vlad the Impaler. also known as Dracula. if not his grand daughter then related and belonging to the Dracul line in some way." Night chuckled a bit after reading it and set off once more. She had been many things in her past. Indeed she had seen and helped quite a few empires rise and fall, but she had also made sure to try and stay out of histories line light. She had though been both a hero and a villain on a many occasion.
As she walked down the stair and down the entrance hall a light was shown in her eyes and she raised her arms to block it. A gruff male voice spoke. Mam, were did you come from? You are not suppose to be here at this hour as the museum is closed. Night smiled and said. I apologize. I just woke up. You see this is, or I guess was my castle, nice to know it is a museum now though. She said a bit absentmindedly looking around with mild interest. What do you mean your castle? The place had been vacant for twenty years before being converted into a museum. The only room... he trailed off as he started to connect the dots. But if you were asleep in here the whole time you should be, unless you are a. The man started to pale as he started to realize. Yes sir, I am a vampire. My name is Night. But do not worry I will leave this museum in peace. It seems i have a whole new world to explore. Though may I ask if there is a shop I could barter for some clothes? The man nodded pale with fright. Yes there is a store down the street. Night gave the man a smile showing him her fangs and said. Thanks. Walking out of what had been her castle out onto a street in a strange new world.
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