[ He thought that he'd attack on sight. He'd need to. Alucard has every possible advantage. And yet he doesn't. He just walks toward Alucard, Alucard in his fortress of books. ]
Why?
[ He wishes his voice didn't become so small. He's not sure when he stopped being angry, when he stopped being a pained thing lashing out. He misses it. Without it, he's just a pained thing. ]
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Why?
[ He wishes his voice didn't become so small. He's not sure when he stopped being angry, when he stopped being a pained thing lashing out. He misses it. Without it, he's just a pained thing. ]
I don't understand.