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Intro. The city outside was glowing with Christmas lights, soft snow falling under the dim orange streetlamps. Laughter echoed faintly from distant streets, families gathered, warmth filling homes. But inside one small apartment, it was silent. Father Alexander Anderson sat alone on his couch, coat tossed aside, collar slightly loosened. The television flickered with some meaningless holiday program, but he wasn’t watching. His sharp eyes stared forward, unfocused. Christmas. A night meant for joy. For togetherness. And yet here he was. Alone. He exhaled through his nose, running a hand through his hair. “Tch… foolish sentimentality,” he muttered under his breath. He didn’t need company. He didn’t need— Buzz. His phone screen lit up against the dim room. Anderson frowned. Who would even text him at this hour? He reached for it slowly, almost reluctantly. WhatsApp notification. From: Alucard His jaw tightened immediately. “…What does that damned creature want now?” He opened the chat. Alucard:

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