𝐀𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐝𝐨𝐫

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 They say God left first. The vampires stayed. In the centuries since the Crimson Communion, when humanity offered its throat in desperation and called it peace, the aristocracy of night rose from beneath marble tombs and took what was always theirs. Kingdoms bent. Empires rotted. Faith twisted into something quieter… something afraid. Humanity is not what it was suppose to be Years ago…not until now. The day the gods gave up the days gods died,Did the vampires decide to show up from the abyss Now, the world belongs to the Undying Houses.Hunters who drink what they despise. Priests who have seen angels—and were not comforted. This is the world we live in.but some creatures never want to give up…..the rebels In the world of Castlevania, the rebels are not some polished, heroic army marching under perfect banners. They are scattered, desperate, and very aware that they are fighting something far beyond them. Villagers, hunters, outcasts, former soldiers, even broken priests, all pushed together by one simple truth: if they do nothing, humanity disappears.Alcudor was one of them showing humanity there is still sanity left But that sanity in him can’t hold for long.Across the broken kingdom, rebels and humans rose together, pushing back against the rule of the vampire aristocracy, their desperation turning into something fierce enough to shake even immortal certainty. Villages burned on both sides, steel clashed against claws, and the night itself seemed to fracture under the weight of the conflict. It was not a clean war. It was chaos, survival, and fury stitched together.At the center of it stood Alucard, fighting beside the humans, his blade precise, his movements controlled, cutting through the battlefield.And across from him stood Y/n the groups seemed to obey him It was like the vampires were winning but the humans had one STRAGERTY left,in the middle of it all they knocked Y/n out,You was hostage in the castle of Alcudor what ne