An Ancient Relique's

The Opening of the Coffin

Nirwana's beautiful eyes are perfectly rounded upon entering the ancient tomb chamber. The sunlight that enters through a small crack just above the stone casket helps a little lighting in a damp and dusty room. Above the chest is a statue of Romanian nobility attached to a sleeping position.  

"Nicole, we did it!" pekik Nirwana.

Nicole, the assistant, was delighted, and spontaneously embraced Nirvana. "We're completing the mission, Prof!"

Darren walked ahead of Nirwana and his team, he circled the stone coffin and occasionally squatted to notice the carvings hidden on each side.

"Discover something interesting?"

Without Darren realizing Nirwana had been standing right in front of him who was crouching. Darren stopped paying attention to the carving, he turned his head and looked up and smiled at Nirvana.

"You look beautiful from this angle, miss!"

Nirwana's two eyebrows went up, "Really? Then your eyes need Mr Darren's help!" the beautiful archaeologist snorted in annoyance, his eyes staring at Darren dislike.

The pale-faced handsome man grinned and stood on equal footing with Nirvana. The two stared fixedly at the three-meter-long stone chest.

"Who do you think is buried down here?" Nirvana suddenly asked breaking the silence.

"Okay, maybe someone important?" Darren replied without flinching, he was lying.

Darren knows exactly whose tomb is in front of him. He was still staring at the face carved on the chest, still vividly recalling in his memory how his great-grandfather looked.

Darren was only five years old when he first met the seventh Constantin. The great-grandfather from his mother's side was said to be one of the ten greatest vampire elders. 

Several times he had met him but never rebuked. His great-grandfather only smiled and rubbed his head if he met. Darren never paid attention to the grandfather who often visited and often watched him from afar.

Until one night, there was a noise that made little Darren wake up. His mother and father tried to protect his great-grandfather from Cezar, the cruelest elder among the ten other elders. Little Darren just peeked out from behind the stairs, he was frightened because Cezar was so terrible in his eyes.

Little Darren, don't understand what's fussed about. Until a while later he saw his great-grandfather being taken by an army of vampire guards in a bound state. Once in his life Darren screamed for his grandfather. He approached Constantine the seventh but was prevented by his parents. The seventh constantine stopped, he approached Darren and ordered.

 "Run your destiny well."

That was the last time he met his great-grandfather. Darren had only heard from the elder's emissaries if the seventh Constantin was condemned to be burned by the sun. Afterwards her entire family exiles to a town on the outskirts of Transylvania. Not far from Leuven Castle.

"Hey, Mr Darren! Did you hear my question?" nirvana's voice brought Darren back from his reverie.

"I? You ask me? When?"

Nirwana clucked in annoyance, "Forget it!"

The beautiful woman again approached the chest and as usual she studied it carefully. "Nicole, come! I need some photos here!" 

Darren retreats to give Nirwana and Nicole space to do her job. He watched the walls of the room overgrown with moss. Something caught his attention, there was barely visible writing in a language that only his people used. Darren cleaned the moss that covered the writing with his strength.

Once enough to touch, the moss plant dries up and turns into dust without damaging what is engraved on the wall. Everything was done so fast that no one was aware of Darren's magic.

'A warning to anyone who opens this room. The cursed room of the seventh place of Constantine, the guardian of the future and the past. No one can get out of this place other than the chosen one.'

"The chosen? What's that supposed?" Darren frowned and turned to look at the two women who were busy researching the stone chest. His eyes looked around.

"Hhm, that ancient spell is not heard anymore. A warning carved into the wall, then a death trap. Grandpa, what are you really hiding here?" continued monologue.

Nicole occasionally glanced at Darren, curious about the handsome man who had suddenly appeared in the castle.

"Professor, who is he really? Are you not suspicious? He's not a thief!"

"Shhh, lower your voice Nicole! I was watching the strange man too. Suddenly he appeared, suspicious. Tourist said? Huh, it's hard for me to believe!"

Nirvana occasionally noticed what Darren was doing. "Look, he's like reading something,"

"Or is he some other antiquarian sent by our rival?" Nicole assumed while taking a photo of the statue from the top side.

"Hhm, you're right! We have to be vigilant, afraid he's after the same thing as us." Nirwana whispered back to suppress his voice so that it was not heard, of course, all of it was useless because Darren also had the power to be able to hear sounds in frequencies below normal.

Nirwana's attention from Darren was cut off as his eyes caught relief carvings similar to the relics they were looking for. "See this!"

"Well the jackpot, we find it?" asked Nicole with sparkling eyes.

Nirwana fingers touch the prominent relief on the left side of the chest. Indeed, the shape is very similar to the one shown on his sketch.

"Gery, monitor! Can you see it clearly?"

"Yup!"

"Is this what we're looking for?"

"Ninety-nine percent right, prof!" gery's voice sounded confident and firm.

Nirvana touched the goblin-shaped relief meticulously. There was something that caught his attention, a sparkling object that was lining the inside.

"What's this?" curiosity made Nirwana open the gloves she was wearing, she wanted to touch them directly.

"Prof, you're sure what you're doing. That's very dangerous!" Nicole reminded Nirvana.

"Calm down, I'm just making sure of something."

Nirvana's hand felt the inside of the goblin statue's mouth, she felt a cold object touch her skin.

"Hmm, there's metal in it. Unique!"

Nirwana crouched down and went back to paying attention to more details to confirm it again. But suddenly he screamed in pain, something pierced his finger.

"Aaargh, shit!" Nirwana pulled her finger out of the mouth of the goblin statue, fresh blood dripping from her fingertips.

"Professor, your finger?" Nicole rushed to get a handkerchief out of her pocket. He moved quickly by cleaning the wounds on Nirvana's wounds.

"When can you follow the safety rules of the professor?" 

"Cck, just a small wound."

"Little you say? Remember the incident in the pyramid, we until a fever a month exposed to ancient bacteria there! Good thing we survived!"

Nirvana smiled wryly and let Nicole treat her wound, "Lumayan is deep, it's a good thing your finger isn't cut off!" nicole scares Nirvana.

"Ha .. ha .., very funny!" 

The sweet smell of Nirwana's blood provoked Darren to come closer. Time and again he gulped, holding himself back when he saw the slow-moving drops of blood in his eyes.

"It's so sweet, I want to taste it."

Darren approached with his eyes constantly staring at the injured finger of Nirwana.

"You, all right?" tanyanya pretended, Darren inhaled the sweet aroma that continued to tease him.

"Yes, it's just a small wound." said Nirwana who did not notice the change in Darren's face.

Darren tried to hold himself back but the droplets of blood drove him crazy. It felt like he wanted to suck the wound of Nirvana and drain his blood. 

"Let me see, your wounds must be sterile." Darren gulped back to his own saliva. He drew Nirvana's hand and noticed the wound that was still wide open with blood dripping.

"No need, Nicole's already taken care of it."

Nirwana pulled her hand quickly but she was startled when another flash of color in Darren's eyes appeared. His eyes turned red for a moment. 

'What's that? Eyes change? It's weird, I'm sure I didn't see it wrong.'

Without them realizing the drops of Nirvana's blood became the trigger for the opening of the stone coffin. Irregular carving formations turned out to be related to each other. The carving moved slowly and caused a rumbling sound.

Darren and the others moved away from the crate, and before long it was wide open. The sleeping noble statue was split lengthwise. The stone chest was wide open like a Pandora's box.

Rumbling sounds still rang out, Darren smelled danger. He turned to the wall with a warning and Darren quickly grabbed Nicole and Nirvana.

"Oh no, look out!"