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VAMPIRELLA: EXODUS FROM DRAKULON
🕑 Added 2025-02-07 19:06:03 +0000 UTCVAMPIRELLA: EXODUS FROM DRAKULON – PART 1
PART 2 https://www.patreon.com/posts/vampirella-from-121741726
Listen, Drakulon is a shithole. Always has been. It’s like if Mars had an abusive relationship with a goth kid and ended up looking like a Hot Topic exploded in space. Everything here is red—red sky, red rivers, red goddamn moonlight. It’s exhausting. Like, you ever wake up and your entire world is in Instagram’s “vintage bloodbath” filter? That’s Drakulon.
And Vampirella? She’s over it.
She stands at the edge of Kryz’thaal, the kind of cliff that exists only for dramatic people to stare off into the horizon. Below her, the rivers of blood that once kept her and her fanged buddies alive are drying up, turning into sad, crusty little streams. Her people—the mighty Vampiri—are dying. But instead of doing anything useful, the Elders just sit around in their spooky black robes, mumbling things like “The lifeblood will return!” and “We must trust in the old ways!” Yeah, great plan, grandpa. Let’s manifest survival while our veins turn into Twizzlers.
Vampirella? She’s not waiting for the universe to throw her a life raft. She’s getting the hell out of here.
And that’s where the Aethral Core comes in.
It’s this ancient artifact, tucked away in a place called the Chamber of Eternal Hunger, which—yeah, the name doesn’t exactly scream “casual stroll”. It’s a cosmic exit door, a one-way ticket out of this dying goth convention to some other planet where the blood’s still flowing. She’s heard of a place.
Earth.
But there’s a catch.
The Core is locked up tighter than a nun at a frat party. And it’s guarded by Vor’Gul, an ancient horror that eats souls, fear, and probably steals Wi-Fi. Nobody’s ever gotten past it. Well, one guy almost did, but now he’s just “That Thing in the Walls.”
The Elders say, “The Chamber is not meant to be entered.”
Which is just old-man speak for “Yeah, we fucked up once and now we ignore it.”
Screw that.
Vampirella takes one last look at her dying planet, cracks her knuckles, and steps into the abyss. The tunnels beneath the Bloodspire stretch out before her—pitch black, colder than an ex’s voicemail, and full of something slithering in the dark.
And then it hits her.
She’s not alone.
TO BE CONTINUED… https://www.patreon.com/posts/vampirella-from-121741726
Comments
Thomas Willmitch
Absolutely amazing. Thank you!
C.L.
This is awesome! Finally a good Vampirella! Thanks
