Silence ... A dead rotten silence filled my ears, nothing happened and nothing moved. I was trapped in a live coffin deprived of time. I could hear my own voice inside my head.

"Who is Ophelia? Is she the woman from my dreams?" I thought.

A voice started to mumble pieces and pieces of words: "This spirit that I have seen. May be the devil: and the devil hath power. To assume a pleasing shape, yea and perhaps..."

"Out of my weakness and my melancholy, as he is very potent with such spirits, abuse me to damn me." -I completed. -Hamlet ...

-A clever damsel you are !

-Who are you?! -I demanded to know.

Some minutes of silence made me wonder if I was alone once again in that darkness. -Who am I?! Do you not understand who I am, my pretty little flower? I am the mad Ophelia ... The insane beast that threatened to make this world collapse. You might be from a noble family but a noble life you never lived. You were born with a curse, you bring death to all who surround you, do you not?

-How do you know that?

-We share the same damned fate. We spread death and plant the seed of madness. Our abhorred existence was and is the damnation of this world.

The silence was peaceful. It filled my mind and it seemed like Death that I have embraced.

-There was a time when my heart was pure and could not wish harm, times changed and so did I. He killed ... All of them! Innocent lives ripped from their hearts and their innocent souls were tainted by despair! I have lived that story and now I revive it each day of my insane and frail existence. -I could hear the pain in her voice. -I shall rise once again and bring revenge to my loved once.

-May I ask who brought such grief on you?

-Vlad, the III, Dracula. Alucard Hellsing.

-How?! You cannot kill him, he is immortal!

-There is no such thing as immortality, he will die and so will I ... and I might even add that so will you.

-Alucard said that after 150 years another Ophelia appeared ...

In front of me a figure my size slowly started to show. My hair was down and curly, both my eyes were the same colour, grey. A white dress enveloped her frail structured body. On her chest hung a medallion. She was me and I was her.

-We share the same fate because we are the same. A cursed loop brought upon this family.

-Does this mean that I'm your descendant?

-Yes, my flower. -She reached her hand to me. -If Alucard had been successful you would not have been born. Aleister saved you ...

-But who is Aleister? -I grabbed her hand and felt her warmth, I felt her light.

Her face turned softer and she smiled. Her eyes turned warm and all her presence became inviting.

-He is my lover, my angel and my all.