[Alucard doesn't close the journal. He leaves it open, fingers drumming on the back cover with impatient and anger. Why was his father like this?]
This is all development, the work of creation. If I had to hazard a guess, the second one is closer to an instruction manual, something written after this was completed and used. [He sucks in a breath.] Entirely possible it could have been at the castle at some point rather than left here. He might have needed to consult that, whereas this would just be horrible memories.
[Alucard taps the page's very bottom section though.]
I also say that because this is a tracking spell, meant to sniff the thing out.
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[Alucard doesn't close the journal. He leaves it open, fingers drumming on the back cover with impatient and anger. Why was his father like this?]
This is all development, the work of creation. If I had to hazard a guess, the second one is closer to an instruction manual, something written after this was completed and used. [He sucks in a breath.] Entirely possible it could have been at the castle at some point rather than left here. He might have needed to consult that, whereas this would just be horrible memories.
[Alucard taps the page's very bottom section though.]
I also say that because this is a tracking spell, meant to sniff the thing out.