The Dark Cave

The cave is dark, wet, and covered with green moss. There was a musty smell in the air that lingered over the years, a musty smell that made people uncomfortable. The sunlight had stopped at the cave door, only a few rays of light still stubbornly crept in, entered from the cave dome, and broke again, sinking into the endless darkness.

The cave has been quietly lying there for a long time, and for a long time, no humans or any kind of creatures have set foot in it. It was as if time had been forgotten in the past. This cave door is full of patterns and seems to be the vestige of a magic formation from ancient times. Indeed, it was a very powerful spell to prevent the insolent from trespassing on the sleeping place of a noble vampire. Make it impossible for prying eyes to enter.

Then, gradually, it sank into oblivion.

But now, after more than half a millennium, someone has set foot in this place. She was a young beautiful woman in her twenties. The protective barrier out there is like a weak piece of spider silk, unable to withstand a single impact from her, let alone become a hindrance.