It’s apparently very hard to solve such an issue since there’s no procedures in place for reversing a death certificate. Wonder what the implications for the legally-undead person were, like when they actually kick the bucket, will they cause another issue with the inability of the system to have somebody dead twice? Did the initial “death” trigger any inheritance laws and other such things, I wonder?
edit: Is that person legally stateless now so able to claim citizenship from states that offer such to stateless people?
800 years ago:
Them: Do you confirm you are Dracula?
Dracula: Yes. Here is my ID.
Them: Says here you are dead.
D: Umm. I am not.
Th: And you murdered 10,000 people.
D: Whuu…I what? And how many?
Th: And impaled them on the highway between your castle and the enemy camp?
D: Enemy? Castle? I live in a village by the lake…wait. Impaled? Are you mental?
Th: Also, you drink the blood of your enemies. Out of a cup made from the freshly severed head of an enemy courier…
D: wft? Who are you people? My vegetarian stomach wants to evacuate. The rest of me, too.
It’s apparently very hard to solve such an issue since there’s no procedures in place for reversing a death certificate. Wonder what the implications for the legally-undead person were, like when they actually kick the bucket, will they cause another issue with the inability of the system to have somebody dead twice? Did the initial “death” trigger any inheritance laws and other such things, I wonder?
edit: Is that person legally stateless now so able to claim citizenship from states that offer such to stateless people?
Wait, so Dracula was all about an unfortunate legal oversight?
800 years ago: Them: Do you confirm you are Dracula? Dracula: Yes. Here is my ID. Them: Says here you are dead. D: Umm. I am not. Th: And you murdered 10,000 people. D: Whuu…I what? And how many? Th: And impaled them on the highway between your castle and the enemy camp? D: Enemy? Castle? I live in a village by the lake…wait. Impaled? Are you mental? Th: Also, you drink the blood of your enemies. Out of a cup made from the freshly severed head of an enemy courier… D: wft? Who are you people? My vegetarian stomach wants to evacuate. The rest of me, too.