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VAMPIRELLA: EXODUS FROM DRAKULON
🕑 Added 2025-02-07 19:03:10 +0000 UTCVAMPIRELLA: EXODUS FROM DRAKULON – PART 2
PART 1 - https://www.patreon.com/posts/vampirella-from-121741910
STL file: https://drive.google.com/file/d/13ZZKemDMaAY0o4C5udtIpGdbhufS2Uy8/view?usp=sharing
Vampirella steps into the tunnels beneath the Bloodspire. It’s dark. It’s damp. It smells like a crypt farted. The kind of place where you'd expect to find an ancient evil… or a guy named Greg who’s been down here too long and has opinions about rat meat.
She moves forward. Something’s slithering around. Maybe the walls. Maybe the air. Maybe reality itself just has indigestion. But then she remembers:
Vor’Gul.
The thing that keeps people from leaving Drakulon. No one knows exactly what it is. The old scrolls call it “a shadow without form” or “a nightmare that devours nightmares.” Which is just poetic bullshit for "You're fucked."
But hey, no turning back now.
She pushes forward and—boom. There it is. The Aethral Core. Just floating there, humming with the kind of energy that either grants ultimate power or turns you into spaghetti. Probably both.
She reaches for it.
Then—SCRAPE.
Vor’Gul has entered the chat.
And holy shit, it’s bad. It’s not a creature. It’s absence. A swirling void that whispers directly into your skull, and not in a sexy way.
“You cannot leave.”
Okay, great. Love that.
Vampirella does the only thing she can: grabs the damn Core. Energy shoots through her. It’s too much, like slamming a triple espresso when you haven’t eaten all day.
BOOM.
The chamber explodes. Reality rips apart.
She’s falling. Tumbling through dimensions, through time, through God-knows-what—until suddenly:
WHOMP.
She crashes onto solid ground. Hard.
She groans. Blinks. Tries to focus.
And then… she looks around.
She’s not on Drakulon.
She’s not even in space.
She’s in—
…a Walmart parking lot.
At 2:37 AM.
Some dude in pajama pants and Crocs is standing nearby, holding a Mountain Dew and a box of frozen taquitos. He stares at her like he just saw a vampire goddess fall from the sky. Because, well… he did.
He takes a slow sip. Squints.
“…Damn. You okay?”
Vampirella just stares. Blinks harder.
What. The. FUCK.
TO BE CONTINUED…?
