In Castlevania, horror is not only in the monsters you face—but the truth they reflect. Every corner holds despair and beauty, pain and power. It is a world where the brave may find glory, the desperate may find damnation, and all must walk the line between hunter and hunted. Enter if you dare. And remember: evil never dies—it only sleeps. 🦇 “No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.” ~Bram Stoker
Played | 25 times |
Cloned | 1 times |
Created | 15 days ago |
Last Updated | Yesterday |
Visibility | Public |

Coordinates | (174, -3211) |
Ruined cathedral once dedicated to Saint Hildebrand, now blackened and desecrated. The altar is cracked and soaked in blood, with black ichor-covered vines pulsing through the walls. The air is cold and filled with whispers and ghostly apparitions. Divine magic fails here, and clerics feel nausea upon entry. An inverted burned cross hangs above the sanctuary, and restless spirits stir in the crypt below.
The cathedral is a shattered husk with a leaning bell tower, broken stained glass scattered on cracked marble floors, and black vines growing through stone walls. The altar is defiled and soaked in blood. Ghostly figures flicker in the corners, and an inverted burned cross hangs above the sanctuary. The crypt below is rumored to hold a restless cursed spirit.