So, I'm not going to be able to put this in the Irregular Castlevania Timeline anywhere, but I really like this passage, so assuming my potential plans for it don't go anywhere, here's a little thing for y'all:
Here is the truth of John Morris' parentage - John was born to Quincey Morris and Jenny Doyle on the 12th of December 1886. His mother died in childbirth, and his father did his best to raise him alone, before friendship and affection took him to England to meet his friends Arthur Holmwood and John Seward and be introduced to Lucy Westenra - the only one of his British acquaintances he ever told of John, as it happens. On the 6th November 1888, Quincey Morris died fighting Dracula, a few feet from Castlevania, the place where his Belmont ancestors had fought and died for almost 800 years. This is the truth of John's blood, that allowed him to perform such feats in 1916.
Yet family is not just blood, is it? John Morris may have borne the name and blood of the Morris clan, but it was Jonathan and Mina Harker who, upon discovering the existence of their fallen comrade's son, took him in. It was Jonathan and Mina Harker, along with Abraham Van Helsing, Jack Seward and Arthur Holmwood, who raised the young boy on tales of his father's heroics, making the name of Quincey more than a man who had left John when he was a child - left to find a better life for him, it is true, but left him all the same. It was Jonathan and Mina Harker's son Quincey, named for John's father, who John helped them care for when a childhood sickness robbed him of the use of his legs, and who referred to John endlessly as 'Brother J' in all their correspondences. It was Jonathan and Mina Harker who John wrote to endlessly in the bleak times of 1916, hunting members of Dracula's cult across Europe, seeking their advice and support and praise - all of which was freely offered. And it was Jonathan Harker, dead some six years, that John named his son Jonathan Morris for in 1926 - his letter to an aging Mina announcing the birth also announced his intention to name his firstborn daughter 'Mina', plans that never saw fruition following the death of John's wife in the winter of the following year.
In name and blood John was a Morris, a name he bore with pride, always seeking to honour his father's legacy. But by upbringing, by choice and love and all the million other ways people may be bound together? John Morris was a Harker, through and through.
