Dead Apostle Louvre.
A vampire who dwells in Norway who's over 500 years old.
A big aristocrat who is about to succeed the empty 10th spot of the 27 Dead Apostle Ancestors.
The number of sacrifices he extracted blood from: Approximately 5000 lives.
If you include the spreaded casualties resulted from the infection, several times of that.
An immortal monster whose layer upon layer of diabolical magic is indeed a supreme of the supreme.
The center of such sect is this ancient castle lightened by a red moon.
Normally, the home castle of these dead apostles can't be found by human beings.
The magical castle enshrouded by darkness, by shadows, by longing for rationaly, and by fear towards the taboo, only shows itself to its guests.
Multiple layers of bounded field; A sanctuary hidden by the strong magical powers.
The invisible protection that fools even nature, is close to the alternate world that fairies live in.
The castle of Dead Apostle Louvre was no expection.
Although not as far as an Ancestor's magical castles, this lake was a castle of dellusions that avoided countless armies of heretic hunters.
A proof of an untouchable indestructibility.
Just like how the past 500years have been, the owner of the castle believed his prosperity will be everlasting.
"--Tonight, Death will appear before thee"
The time the message was passed on to Lourve's hand, was three hours before Barthomeloi showing up.
The reason for Twenty Seven Ancestors to still exist after years of repeating killing and destruction among each other; is that there is one Ancestor who exist to prophet. It's said that she always foresee the death of those Vampires and warn them, for them to prepare secretly for one to succeed.
Laid this warning in front of him, Lourve smiled.