--Ah. [Alucard's own godly title was so connected to work he did that he has forgotten the same is not true for all. But the completely different person comment rings true.

He exhales slowly, careful to let his eyes slide off the level of intensity that comes from that ring of gold now present. There's some relief that both of his hands are below the water now, obscuring the stained glass bone that Alucard now sports.]

For a while, I didn't create or design anything new - I only stuck to existing plans. [It was working, until it wasn't.] I've been drawing again, but I haven't engaged in anything beyond that mark. I don't want to be defined by any one thing.