Once again, things came full circle.
Alucard found himself at this same tree when he came back to reality. As Carmilla promised, he had forgotten everything about this world. And the world had forgotten him.
That was where Carmilla had failed. He had been a king in that other world. But he had also been a monster. A monster's destiny is to be defeated and forgotten. This was a destiny he accepted long ago when he had first become a king, when the Turks called him a monster. When his own court turned him over to his enemies for execution. When his tongue ran across the blood-soaked ground and he cast aside his humanity to continue to protect his people.
"Buu Buu Buu!"
Alucard looked up to see Mokona and Kyubey sitting on the lowest branch of the tree.
"This is the third time you've come to this tree. Don't you find it fascinating, Dracula-sama? That stories almost always have things occur in threes?" Kyubey's tale swished behind him as he washed his face.
"We thank you for helping us restore our world, Count," Mokona buu-buued.
"So what happens now, pray?"
"We have a new Pillar now. So I guess we don't need you anymore." Kyubey scratched an ear with his rear paw.
"If you want, you can return to your world. Don't you miss your friends?" Monoka's ears twitched as he buued the word "friends".
Alucard smiled and touched the tree. He felt the pull back to his world and bade farewell to Anderson's heaven.
"Hey, Mokona-sama. Which do you think is more embarrassing for a vampire? Sparkling in the sunlight or death by catboy?"
"Buuuuuu..."