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Chapter 2
In the small town of Rothsburg, not much changes. The same festivals take place and the same families live in the same houses. One thing never changed, no matter the generation- the story of Shinomiya Castle.
It is said when Rothsburg had just been born, the castle stood on its rocky cliff. It had belonged to an esteemed Transylvanian family. They were known all around for their skills in composing songs and playing the viola.
But, in the dead of night, around the crest of midnight, a cry was heard from its echoey halls. When some townspeople came to see what had happened, they found bodies soaked in blood. They family had all been brutally murdered, except one. The youngest child, only a week old with golden fuzz on his head, sat in his crib, crying.
The townspeople had taken the child in, and cared for him. But no matter how much they fed and cared for him, he grew not an inch. Then, on a night like that of when our story begins, a figure appeared at the doorway. He said that he was the child's uncle, and that he was here for to take the child to live in his home.
After that, little was seen of the child. When our hero had been just born, a child had emerged from the castle, twenty years after the murder.
It has been a mystery ever since, for none knew what had become of the soul survivor of the Shinomiya murder. Still, some say that their deaths was the work of vampires, and that the castle was now their home. None knew the truth, and none dared to find out.
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A young girl stumbled down the dirt road. She shouldered her leather bag, and squinted to see what was ahead. She saw houses in the shadow of a large mountain. A castle stood nestled in the trees.
Finally, she thought, Rothsburg.