My name is Brad Dracula.
I was born in a privileged family in Romania in the Middle Ages. I learned various aristocratic etiquette and skills such as fighting, reading, riding and archery since I was a child, and my parents had high hopes for me.
However, I was not interested in those ordinary things. I was only curious about some strange things about myself. Later, I learned from my friend Slytherin who was traveling around that this was called magic.
A sudden Black Death swept through Romania, and my father's territory was almost wiped out. Perhaps because of the magic in my body, I became the only survivor...
However, the virus still began to mutate in my body, completely changing my physique. Later, I gradually became obsessed with the taste of blood and lost interest in normal food.
Later I realized that this was the original curse of death...
Later, I followed Slytherin to Scotland with the remaining family property and title.
The Grand Duke of Scotland welcomed my arrival with great wealth and aristocratic reputation, and gave me the title of earl and a piece of land. From then on, I was called Count Dracula.
Later, Slytherin made three more friends, all of whom were excellent wizards.
These four wizards wanted to establish a school in my territory, so I generously rented a large area of the territory to Slytherin at a low price, and the lease period was directly extended to a thousand years.
The four of them called this school - Hogwarts.
Time passed quickly, the four founders of Hogwarts had differences, Slytherin left, and the other three gradually grew old. But I found that I don't seem to age at all, I will always look young.
Once, on a whim, I returned to Romania to see what else was left there.
But I found a large number of people infected by death in Romania. They were different from the purest curse on me. The darkness in their blood was mixed and impure, and their brains were often unclear.
Because of their blood-sucking instinct, ordinary people yelled and killed them.
I feel that after all, they are ordinary people living in my former territory and cannot sit idly by.
So I reactivated the castle in my former territory, allowing those poor people called vampires to live in the castle and restrict their behavior.
But as time went by, I became too lazy to care about them and went out to have fun by myself.
In the next few hundred years, without the company of my old friends, I could only have fun all over the world and pass the boring time. I also built myself a coffin, and occasionally sleep in it for decades to see if there is still any fun to pass the time in a few decades.
During this time, vampires formed a population, and there seemed to be many delirious guys sucking human blood everywhere, giving the vampire family a terrible reputation.
But I'm so bored that I don't really care about these little things anymore.
Until around 1500 AD, I met a man in France. He had lived for almost two hundred years, but he was just a little old and still in good health.
I curiously chatted with him, and then I learned that this person was the famous alchemist Nico Flamel. He created the magic stone and was able to create the elixir of immortality through the magic stone.
Nico and I, who have infinite lifespans, quickly became good friends because we had many things in common. I learned a lot of alchemy knowledge from him, and he also learned a lot from me that was lost hundreds of years ago. The magic of the two of us complements each other.
Until the end of the 19th century, we finally had nothing to talk about -
I couldn't stand Nico's boring life of watching dramas all day long, nor could I stand the boring life, so I prepared to sleep in a coffin for a hundred years. Before going to bed, I told Nico to remember to wake me up if there was anything interesting.
Of course, before falling asleep, we have to make arrangements for Dracula's Castle.
I adopted a little girl from an orphanage who was so malnourished that she nearly died of weakness.
After bringing her back to the castle, I personally transformed her into a member of the Vampire Clan, and successfully allowed her to survive the frail years of malnutrition with the Vampire Clan's super-strong physique.
I named her - Serena Alcatel.
When Serena grew up, she quickly gained considerable strength with the help of my pure blood, so she soon had the ability to stand alone.
Finally, I can be a glorious hands-off shopkeeper.
So I chose the Cairngorm Mountains in Scotland, buried myself in a coffin, and slept for a hundred years.
It wasn't until 1991 that I woke up and found that the world had changed...
Looking at the little pink-haired girl who accidentally broke into the Cairngorm Mountains, I asked:
"Hello, can you tell me what time it is?"
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