#hellsing prototype manga

Additional headcanon (+Yumie/Yumiko) art beneath cut

THANK YOU SO MUCH! I am so glad to hear it. :) These two and getting to explore a more mundane, hopeful story for them has been really fun and lowkey cathartic. Although it ends in tragedy (can't change too much.), I want Anderson and Christine's relationship to be two broken people at different stages of healing.

I have also made them both musically inclined. Instruments, singing, folk dancing - all that jazz. It just felt right. ♡

I can SHOW you! Kinda.

My rewrite’s Bismarck Hering is Montana Max just with a new name/more masculine design. (And I preferred that name out of the four provided upper echelon guys from the original source material.)

I describe him briefly in one chapter, but I intentionally want to leave his appearance a little up to the reader. Some things are set, written below. And he’s physically in his late 40s to early 50s. He also doesn’t appear much — serving more as a background plot-mover and instigator than an active antagonist like Flanders is.

My Angel Dust rewrite ENDS with the assault on the church/aftermath of all of that so there is no extended plot line that we see in the original source - mainly because I didn’t really care for where the plot went AND Anderson’s story arch about morality and redemption can be handled in a more subtle, ambiguously open way given this is a GLIMPSE into his life.

Anyways —

Bismarck Hering is a highly affectionate in a creepy mock-paternal way. Clasping in hand shakes for too long, wrapping an arm around one’s shoulders, patting one’s arm or face to punctuate a point, leaning in so that his breath cools the person’s neck or cheek. Proximity and intimidation are key for him. He knows he is domineering because so little is known about him and he keeps his closer circle tight knit and very protected. When he does put himself on display, it is often preceded or succeeded by immense, Bacchanalian level violence and debauchery.

He treats Flanders and Anderson like his sons, albeit from a distance — hence their industry alias “Sons of Hering.” He gives them special accommodations, higher pay, more dangerous jobs, and eventually an invitation into his vampiric lifestyle. He is a collector, an extravagant host, and an ardent sadist. His vampirism is often on the back burner, his personality and desires having not changed much since crossing the pale into undeath.

He also has a mistress in my story! She is his American, nouveau riche decorative piece. She doesn’t have a major role other than adding to Hering’s luxurious, indulgent way of living.