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Not even a week and Alucard couldn’t take it. If he had stayed in that castle for another night, he would have made a noose out of his bedsheets, just to make it all stop.
He ended up in the Belmont library. Sure, it was a different kind of fright, to sleep amongst books detailing different ways for you to be ended. But at least those books held details that weren’t memories to Alucard. And there was some catharsis to imagining a death that wasn’t at his father’s hands.