[Alucard stirs from sleep. Gets up slowly, just barely moving under his own steam. This is his last act alive. He won't be helped along.
He had protested for years that this was unfair. That he didn't deserve any of this. But after too many years of being ground down, there's only acceptance and a certain amount of relief.
There. Binding. Alucard's body just goes slack. He doesn't have to do anything further. His eyes close, clocking the moths for a last moment.
There's been a lot of those lately, haven't there? Strange.]
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He had protested for years that this was unfair. That he didn't deserve any of this. But after too many years of being ground down, there's only acceptance and a certain amount of relief.
There. Binding. Alucard's body just goes slack. He doesn't have to do anything further. His eyes close, clocking the moths for a last moment.
There's been a lot of those lately, haven't there? Strange.]