Just outside of a large city, known as “Arcane Falls”, in the United Kingdom, on one of the large hills, which surrounds the city, near a large waterfall, and surrounded by dense forest, sits a large abandoned five story mansion, built in the 18th century.
No one knows for sure, why the family, who had resided at the mansion, suddenly fled and left the place abandoned. Over the centuries, stories of the mansion being haunted by something pure evil, is said to be the reason for the former occupants to have fled their home, due to these stories, no one seems to want to purchase the building with its red sandstone fassade, and nature has already begun reclaiming the area and land. The only thing preventing the large building from crumbling are the branches of trees which seem to snake all around the building, as if in a tight hug.
Unaware to the residence of the city below, the story of the mansion being haunted, could not be closer to the truth. The former occupants made the bad decision to use a spirit board to communicate with deceased loved ones, but instead conjured up something dangerous and evil.
The family were at first unaware of the danger, caused by the powerful demon to simply pretend to be a deceased family member, winning the trust of the family. Though as the years went by, and the more the family fed the demon with energy, the stronger and more powerful the creature of the dark became, until one day it revealed itself to the family. The family tried to get rid of the demon, by having the home blessed, but it was to late, the demon has become far to powerful, so the family had no other choice but to flee, leaving everything behind, since then, the demon resides in the home, patiently waiting for some mortal fool to come by, the demon’s name is: Dracul, and is one of the most powerful demons in hell, he’s most of the time in his black smoke or mist form, but when in solid form, he takes on the appearance of a large Lizard-like humanoid creature with glowing red eyes with slitted pupils, and his body is covered from head to toe in black scales, blacker than the night and a long thick, strong and prehensile tail.
Dracul is currently standing in his Lizard-man form in front of a window on the fifth floor of the mansion, staring out at the lights of the city below, his long tail swishing behind him, his arms crossed and a frustrated expression on his scaly face.
“Damn those mortals,” he grumbles to himself, “even though they haven’t managed to banish me, the bloody priest managed to sever my hold on the family’s son, and instead bind me to this mansion and land! I’m stuck here until a suitable vessel comes along, only then, after taking over the body of who ever might come along, only then I will be able to leave this place”.
Dracul lets out a low hissing growl, but then he grins, “I have a feeling that soon I’ll get the chance of escaping this place,” he says, “and then… hehe… I’ll have my fun with the city,” his grin widens, showing his sharp teeth, “hehe… when I’m done… there won’t be a single human left! Hehe… I’ll be doing this planet a favor!”
Dracul has not only got the ability to alter his form, but also is able to alter the appearance of anyone or anything, including powerful hypnotic powers.