Alucard kept wandering around aimlessly, he found an army of skeletons waiting for him at a stop, he dashed towards them, his blade pointed directly at them. The army seemed to know how he ticked, Alucard's movements were unsure, his mind clouded with his decision. Are humans really alright? Maybe father is right, they did kill mother...He suddenly felt a sharp pain on his right shoulder, bleed seeping out from the gash. 'No, this is what I must do, I am not like my father, his actions are evil, even if mother died by their hands, I have to have resolve..'
With his new resolve, his movements became more sure, his blade cut through the skeleton armor, his eyes became sharper, every detail became more essential to his victory. He danced across the room, his feet gracefully sidestepping attacks with ease. In the end, he came upon a pile of cut ribs, skulls caved in, and arms and leg bones broken.
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