[And in 100 years, the cycle will begin anew. Not that any of them can know that now, but it is a truth that Alucard will reflect on one day and hate just as much as anything else.

He is amazing at finding new ways to guilt himself, even if his mother's stern voice jostles him from that train of thought for a hot minute.]

It makes me responsible for whatever legacy is left behind. His and yours.

[Because he will be thrice damned if his mother is only known in some dry academic footnotes as an executed witch.]

And for the fact that a death is still a death.