[Alucard's eyes have been going from the necromancer to Sypha and back since this horrible encounter began. Watching the other speakers emerge has been hard enough. Horrifying with the knowledge that their fate might have been Sypha's, once upon a not very long ago. And yet the hardest part to witness is not Sypha's screams transmuting into silent tears, but the other Speakers.
They are still full of kindness. Mercy. Their ways unchanged even as chimeras, because they are still fundamentaly themselves. Alucard knows in that horrible way, in the deep pit of his stomach, that he does not have it in him to be the same person.
Yet in this horrible situation, there is an even worse question. These chimeras. What is to become of them? This existence cannot be an easy one, and yet to even think the words death is a mercy is wrong. They're innocents, far more than the three of them may ever be. For that reason, killing them is...
...they've been in such horrible situations before, but oh this, this is beyond anything else.
Alucard finds words. Somehow.]
He goes to the House of Justice for now. Until...until decisions are made.
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They are still full of kindness. Mercy. Their ways unchanged even as chimeras, because they are still fundamentaly themselves. Alucard knows in that horrible way, in the deep pit of his stomach, that he does not have it in him to be the same person.
Yet in this horrible situation, there is an even worse question. These chimeras. What is to become of them? This existence cannot be an easy one, and yet to even think the words death is a mercy is wrong. They're innocents, far more than the three of them may ever be. For that reason, killing them is...
...they've been in such horrible situations before, but oh this, this is beyond anything else.
Alucard finds words. Somehow.]
He goes to the House of Justice for now. Until...until decisions are made.