[Sypha is singsonging to the covered engine of a car fueled by a demon while the newly-returned king of vampires attempts breaking and entering his own house in a bid to rescue his son-regent from the claws of a usurper while a Belmont attempts to reverse-engineer demon hunting into demon healing.
This is the life she has chosen for herself. This is the fate she began walking toward, when she leapt off of the westbound train and returned to her Alucard's arms instead.
It's awesome.]
And by good I mean bad. The worst demon. A wretched, wretched demon.
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[Sypha is singsonging to the covered engine of a car fueled by a demon while the newly-returned king of vampires attempts breaking and entering his own house in a bid to rescue his son-regent from the claws of a usurper while a Belmont attempts to reverse-engineer demon hunting into demon healing.
This is the life she has chosen for herself. This is the fate she began walking toward, when she leapt off of the westbound train and returned to her Alucard's arms instead.
It's awesome.]
And by good I mean bad. The worst demon. A wretched, wretched demon.
[That she's baby-talking. Lord help us all.]
Trevor, what about Dracula?!