"From this moment on, Alucard the Impaler will cease to exist.
Big Mom should accept this outcome."
The composed middle-aged man slowly opened his right palm.
"Do you know that the power of a Devil Fruit resides within the blood-at least, that is true of Zoans."
Dark red liquid welled continuously from his palm, gathering together.
"As someone who can manipulate blood, allow me to offer this as compensation."
The blood rapidly took shape, finally solidifying into-
A dark purple fruit covered in cloudlike patterns.
Could it really...
Beneath his hood, Rossi's breath caught.
He knew that the Dark-Dark Fruit
could steal other abilities, but he had never heard of a Devil Fruit user stripping away their own fruit.
"Gary, catch."
The dark purple fruit was tossed toward the Cat-Eared Girl.
At the same time, the middle-aged man's long, gray-white hair turned golden, and his eyes returned to their original grayish brown.
He took the hand of his companion beside him.
"Thank you.
May you, too, resolve the obsession in your heart."
"Then, this is farewell-"
A door silently opened behind the two of them.
Restored to an ordinary human's appearance, Alucard walked through with his beloved on his arm, their figures disappearing where light and shadow met within the doorway.
On the other side:
"Heh... I can finally 'sleep forever.'"
As Alucard departed, the Door-Door Fruit user named Bram Stoker slowly leaned back against the cold stone wall behind him and closed his eyes.
In truth, "Bram Stoker"
had long since passed away.
Years ago, he had died at the hands of a powerful enemy.
Alucard had merely used his fruit's power to "reconstruct" him
as a puppet-a puppet retaining his complete soul and memories, which could be considered another form of "resurrection,"
a puppet nonetheless.
Now, just as