I'll think about it. Once my head's a less fucked up.

[ He sighs. ]

Maybe- maybe this is for the best. The Belmonts. The Speakers. Dracula. A bunch of shit the world forgot. That it never really wanted. That it doesn't need anymore.

There's just us, and we don't have to be anything at all unless we want to.

[ ...maybe that's the most terrifying part about this. With the removal of that brand? He can choose not to be a Belmont. Or he can get to choose, for the first time in his life of his own free will entirely, to be one. ]