Author's Note : People who had actually read my diary in TinierMe will recognize this poem.
Disclaimer: I do not own Castlevania all rights reserve to it's creator.
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From the darkest of time
There stood a castle
Of eternal Darkness
Own by the legendary count himself
Waging war against all that is good
He spared no one
He made no exceptions
All to satiate his blood thirst
And vengeance to humanity
Warriors rose against him
From his fateful mortal foes
The Belmont clan of the old
To an abundance of hunters
And organizations that challenges him
Whenever he rose
They were there
Waiting to strike
Unrelenting til he falls
In his castle he bids them
Commandeering his army of the undead
Of demons infinite
And even death
He fought and lost
They have fought and won
And even though this is temporary
Peace is restored
And the populace are grateful
And then the time came
Weary of battle
He finally lost forever
His dark soul lost the battle
And never did he returned
But still he lived on
Different
Commanding no more darkness
But...
His castle of the dark loomed forever
It's power infinite
And it's denizens never ending
They wait for the time
For their master to return
To slay humanity
And give back darkness to the world
Such is a dreaded castle
Such is Castlevania
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