World's second-most-popular Hellsing-related comic.
Shoulder Angel: You can’t just let him leave! He isn’t well. He needs help. You have to do something!
Timothy: But I’m just a recruit! What can I possibly do? …And where’s your partner? Shouldn’t I be getting demonic advice about this, too?
Shoulder Devil: Are you kidding? I’m way too busy trying on your new fantasies!
[Limited release complete…]
Timothy: Fa–I mean, Archbishop…In this vision you had, was the future me…dressed like a man?
Enrico: Of course. What else would you be dressed like?
But did I mention you had this really wild scar?
Timothy: Um…thanks.
Enrico: I woke from the dream shaking and terrified, but filled with a new sense of purpose. I may yet change the shadows the future has shown me, and prevent this travesty from coming to pass. Of course, there’s only one way to be sure about it…
Wipe our enemies off the face of the Earth.
Timothy: F-Father Maxwell, you’re scaring me.
Enrico: That’s Archbishop Maxwell.
Timothy: Your allies and your former enemies, eating together. What an incredible image!
Enrico: i know!
It was horrible! I’ve never seen such a nightmarish dystopian future!
Erin: It’s perfect, since she’s already in my heart!
Enrico: I see them. They’re raising a glass together.
Those people…I know I’ve seen them before…No way.
Future!Timothy: God bless us, every one!
Enrico: No…an unidentified body in a mass grave…this can’t be my legacy!
Spirit, please…say there’s someone in this world who remembers me…!
Death: There is.
In fact, there’s a group of them having dinner right now. Let’s go visit.
Enrico: This part always goes the same way. We’re going to see my grave, right?
Death: Well, I would…
…but you don’t have a personal marker. Only I even know which body is yours.
You might remember DEATH’s font from her last appearance.
Enrico: mother mary have mercy.
I-is this one of those things where I die when I gaze upon your face?
Death: Don’t be silly!
It’s not your time. Not yet.
Enrico: Okay, the Ghost of Iscariot Future must be around here somewhere. Right? Hello?
GYAH!
Death: Technically, I’m Death. But I had some free time.