I remember when I first watched Hellsing Ultimate from start to finish. I had nothing better to do for the day and my friend loved the series, so I sat down to watch it. I made a garbage bag's worth of popcorn, with a two liter of soda, and turned it on. By the nightfall, I wanted to kill myself for wasting my time with this fucking series that was only mediocre at best and made me root for the fucking Nazis rather than the main characters. But, in OVA II there was someone who stole my heart. A man who rode in on a horse made of swear words and dual wielding a pair of modified P90s. His name was Jan Valentine. He was badass in every sense of the word, reciting the Konami Code while he gunned his foes down, leading an army of ghouls to destroy Helsing, adorned with piercings that would make the most hardcore man alive shrink in fear, and dying as he lived; swearing and laughing while he mocked his foes at the end of the OVA. It was only 48 minutes I knew him, yet I felt as if he had stolen my heart and wanted more. He will truly be missed.
Who did you absolutely love in a series or game who died far too soon?
Who did you absolutely love in a series or game who died far too soon?