Alucard: I could really use some help, Richter.
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You sit alone in your room, absolutely grief stricken. The ghosts of Bennet, Viessa, and every other Sorcerer look down at you from behind your back.
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Arno and Elise stand over the now defiled gravestone of François de la Serre, Elise's head being on Arno's shoulder.
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My Bloody Francia
FanfictionMale Reader X Maria Renard. [WARNING: This story contains plenty of narrative elements that are far more sinister and disturbing than my other books. Reader discretion is advised.] The French Revolution. Late 18th Century France, 1792. France has se...
