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As Leon had a retort they just went silent and then, dissappeared much like the monsters. Curious Leon steps forward, looking around. How? He turns to ask Crest, to see if he saw what he did, but they were gone and Leon frowned.
Much like when he woke up outside of a shrine, searching for answers before stumbling across Crest, he now felt the same thing as before:
Alone, curious and hesitant to move forward.
"Crest?" Nothing. "Crest?!"
A sigh.
"Gosh darn it."
He turns, about facing and heading down a path that was well worn in the park. If crest were to go anywhere, it would be this way.
"Of all the times--"
He follows the path to a river and there he was. The son of Dracula. Or well second son.
"Crest!"
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Leon gives a small hum and just sighs heavily. Dare he even ask?
"I see. I...I suppose God has seen fit to bring me back then. I started this fight, 1094...at 22. I suppose it is now me to finish."
Blue eyes look at the male. "Can you please tell me what has happened then, thus far?'
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Leon sughs softly and keeps his grip tight, but grounding.
"Attacking me is attacking a man of God,' he says, not wanting flaunt but he was glad he was brought back in his knight gear. Because he pulls out the pendant he wore, a holy light glowing softly from it.
"I am Leon Belmont, God has blessed me. This vampire will lead me to Dracula. You have no reason to fear."
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Leon gives a small hum and just sighs heavily. Dare he even ask?
"I see. I...I suppose God has seen fit to bring me back then. I started this fight, 1094...at 22. I suppose it is now me to finish."
Blue eyes look at the male. "Can you please tell me what has happened then, thus far?'
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Leon didn't even hesitate to grab Crest, his hand easily holding their's as he pulls them close and behind them.
"Fangs away."
As they arrive, Leon holds up a hand, calling on all his charisma abd confindence as a leader.
"Be at ease. Where is the need to be so up in and arms?"
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Leon gives a small hum and just sighs heavily. Dare he even ask?
"I see. I...I suppose God has seen fit to bring me back then. I started this fight, 1094...at 22. I suppose it is now me to finish."
Blue eyes look at the male. "Can you please tell me what has happened then, thus far?'
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"He has two sons?" Leon is...still trying to grasp the idea someone willingly slept with him.
Not that he felt jealous or upset of course! He was merely confused and shocked. Mostly.
"The vampire killer cant be used by him or anyone not a Belmont. My wife, Sara, her soul was bound to the whip using alchemy. She was changing and she wanted to not be a vampire. Because of her anger and her will, she offered her soul. That whip is holy in and of itself."
A soft pause.
"I need it...back. I need to stop Dracula. You'll help me.' Leon says with a soft, charming grin. "Won't you?"
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Leon gives a small hum and just sighs heavily. Dare he even ask?
"I see. I...I suppose God has seen fit to bring me back then. I started this fight, 1094...at 22. I suppose it is now me to finish."
Blue eyes look at the male. "Can you please tell me what has happened then, thus far?'
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@x-whiskeylullaby-x from here
Leon gives a small hum and just sighs heavily. Dare he even ask?
"I see. I...I suppose God has seen fit to bring me back then. I started this fight, 1094...at 22. I suppose it is now me to finish."
Blue eyes look at the male. "Can you please tell me what has happened then, thus far?'
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Leon frowns, this was...entirely not right. At all. The knight sighs and runs a hand through his hair. Of course he had to be brought back, couldn't quite have an undisturbed sleep...
Although if the belmonts have been dismantled, that means only one thing...
"My kin have failed to stop him..."

"A belmont?"
(From Crest)
"Yes? I am a Belmont. My name is Leon."
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Excerpt chp 2 of my casevania fic where Elijah falls back through time.
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The cat looks up at its human. It says nothing. Elijah sighed. Of course the cat would not answer him, for it is a cat and cats don’t talk. Thus was the new task ahead of him: How did he go about asking? Did he make small talk? Come right out to say it? Did he go more tactful? Clearly, this was not the way he had imagined it. If anything he was very much confused as to how he ended up in the 1400’s from the late 1800’s. It was fascinating as it was confusing. As far as Elijah was aware, he also had no way to communicate with anyone: Not Hyun and especially not Kaian, which when he thinks about it, both would probably be expecting a letter any time now.
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"I beg your finest pardon?" He asks, confused. "I...think I may need to sit. What has happened? What is the year of your lord?"
His mind was racing, scattered thoughts as his mind tried... there was so much to unpack and the knight was, to put it simply, flabbergasted.

"A belmont?"
(From Crest)
"Yes? I am a Belmont. My name is Leon."
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“I do not hope for anything. I do not fear anything, I have freed myself from both the mind and the heart, I have mounted much higher, I am free.”
— The Saviors of God
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"Ah? Yeah about that..." He gives a small chuckle. "I don't quite know how I myself am here, but I am. I have some vagueness, but trying to remember causes far more discomfort than I care for."
His eyes gaze at the other. "And you? Who might you be?"

"A belmont?"
(From Crest)
"Yes? I am a Belmont. My name is Leon."
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“Would ‘sorry’ have made any difference? Does it ever? It’s just a word. One word against a thousand actions.”
— Sarah Ockler
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"A belmont?"
(From Crest)
"Yes? I am a Belmont. My name is Leon."
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Gabriel Belmont putting Leon Belmont in his place. Leon needing to be punished because he feels so much guilt for not being able to stop Mathias. Leon going to confession to confess his sins and then not realize Gabriel was waiting and then fucks him on the alter, directly spitting in the face of god as he defiles Leon in such a holy place.
The whole reason? Leon ends up in the Lord of Shadows canon by falling into a transmission mirror and has to find his way back, but he meets Gabriel and it's just like shameless let Leon have all versions of drac and relive his guilt all over again.
Because I just think crying leon is so beautiful when he's all broken and begging and looking pathetic. throw in a bit comfort, too. As a treat.
#atp im pretty sure i cant escape anymore#im willing to take asks about this to fill things out#lord of shadows#castlevania game#castlevania
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Think the reason I like the idea of sending Ru back to just after Lisa died is because Vlad, her husband after Darius, is literally related to him and her soul is pulled to him, because he feels familiar and her getting isaki'd to that time after dieing and falling in love with someone who is practically his grandpa amuses me.
Just this little 4'10 barely hitting 5 foot tall asian woman with so much trauma, fawning over this beast of a vampire and going "I'd tap that. I see where my husband gets it."
And then proceeds to be an absolute menace.
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Serial killer, but he still an idol is an AU I write on @youronlyace . Should i make drabbles? Y/N?




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Ru when she realizes that perhaps she isn't happy as she says she is. I just love how this make up, this look, the dress. All of this is his doing. Darius. The way this dress is so gaudy, yet looks so good, the tiredness, the unease in her gaze. Ru just needs a hug.
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