Alucard

"It just can't be."

You once meant so much to him, more than anyone else. Getting over your leaving had taken him almost an eternity, and even when he did, he felt like a part of him was gone forever.

But now you stand before him, alive, healthy, and looking just as you did in the memory he painted of you centuries ago.

"You died. I buried you."

Alucard struggles to keep his voice steady as usual. "You died. "He repeats it once more.