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Dracula is not merely a monster from the East; he is a displaced nobleman with spiritual technologies the modern world can no longer comprehend, who arrives in the metropolis not by conquest, but by invitation. The novel is, on one level, a fantasy of return; a tale of theological terror in which spiritual darkness, once repressed, banished to the mountains, re-enters the heart of civilization not through armies, but through rationalism, transaction, breached ritual, and erotic openness. The uncanny resemblance between this structure and the later symbolic world of postcolonial critique should not be taken as satire. It is a deeper correspondence: a prophetic structure anticipating a future logic… He is a being who offers his blood not to redeem, but to enslave; who gives communion, not by feeding the other, but by feeding on them; who multiplies not by begetting, but by desecrating; who doesn’t purchase man through sacrifice but parasitize through domination; not the transfiguration of flesh, but its indefinite suspension in decay. His resurrection is not into glory, but into undeath, not into light, but into darkness.