Seit JahrhundertenhatSiebenbürgenunter dem Deckmantel derDunkelheitundVerzweiflung. DerHerrdes Bösen, Graf Dracula, ist seit langemdieMenschenmitseinen bösenMächtenunddämonischen Lakaienverwüstet. Daswarbis zu dem Tagein Championentstanden, und nach einem tapferenSucheundOpfertötete erDraculaundbrachteden Frieden im Land. DasMeister...wurdeSimonBelmont.
Viel Zeit istseitdemBelmont's vorbeigeleitetundSiebenbürgenhat einenunruhigenZeitgenossen. Aberin einer Nacht, Das Bösekommt.
*Author's Note: Use Google Translate. I DARE you!*
Prologue
Simon's Awakening
A graveyard setting, beneath a dark and spooky night. An air of eeriness surrounded the many decrepit and ominous tombstones and crypts as bats, 8-bit hawks and other creatures of the night fluttered around. Beside a particularly gnarled tree (that had yellow eyes for some reason) was the grave of the brave vampire killer Simon Belmont, which looked in far better condition than most of the other graves. An evil gust blew over the grave, and from the pitch black of the night materialized the Lord of Death Himself: Death. Garbed in a soul-stealing cloak and wielding his heinous scythe the skull-faced life-taker hovered over the grave of Belmont, a look of wicked planning in his empty eye-sockets.
Death: Heheheheh. You have slumbered long enough Belmont. Your presence is needed to orchestrate the revival of my master. Rise from your grave!
Death began an evil incantation and conjured an evil sphere of evil energy that flowed with the evilest of evilness. But his evil plan barely put into action the grave site exploded unexpectedly.
Death: What!
Surprised and stunned by the violent reaction Death lost his grip on his scythe which spun upwards and came down across Death's neck, decapitating him and making him give off a spine-chilling death-screech in the process.
Death: (Second time this has happened. Why must I suck this hard?)
In a poof of antiquated evil Death was no more. From the newly formed hole an orange and brown blur shot out and landed some yards away, revealing itself as none other than the renowned and hunched slayer of Dracula Simon Belmont, alive and well and accompanied by awesome theme music to boot.
Simon: What the…? Evil has returned. I must go vanquish it!
Not a moment more Simon took off from the graveyard and out into the wilderness to meet his heroic calling.
Einmal mehr der Held Simon Belmondo Reisen in die Welt des Bösen befreien. Unbemerkt von ihm, das Böse war er zu Gesicht würde eine unerwartete und beunruhigende Art sein.
... Was? Du dachtest ich mit der ganzen deutschen schtick getan wurde? Als ob du Slappy-wedeln! Ho ho ho ho ... Glockenspiel.
To Be Continued
(Turns out there's no German translation for this phrase, so I quit XP)