If the city of Yharnam is a giant blood vessel running through the Earth, the Healing Church would be the sweet poison slowly corrupting it
The marbled streets of the Cathedral is a far cry from Yharnam's run down architecture. Towering buildings spanning the regions with each houses securely locked from the outside horror. A proof of ignorance, and the authority the church held over this land
Ritsuks trudged on from the pile of corses near the doorway, blood dripping from his clothe and his newly gained weapon, the esteemed Holy Blade
"Trace. On"
Ludwig's Holy Blade disintegrated into Mana particle as the Saw Cleaver replaced it
Ritsuka look down at the pieces hung around his waist. There were many symbols running down those chains. From a jagged saw, to the sword and shield of the Radiant sword hunter badge
Back in the dream, their value would mostly amount to collector's item that unlock different weapons in the shop for him to use. Now, they took on the role of catalysts
Catalysts is a staple concept in summoning. You take an object in relation to the summoned with the theoretical probability of strenthening their connection. The greater the connection, the less Mana used, and the chance of success increase
Essentially, they work exactly like Emiya's projection. Tracing the weapons correlated with the badge simply cost him less blood, effectively allowing him to summon more of them in combat
Ritsuka's hand tightened around the badges. Memories of his journey to collect these items once again crossed his mind.
"Now that I've left the Abandoned Workshop, let's continue on within the Cathedral Ward"
The scent of tainted blood reached his nose. Ritsuka's blade moved sideway in an arc without him looking back
It slice through a mangled wretch of beast. The hissing of blade as it cut into warm flesh echoed off the empty street, and the sound of body collapsing followed after
To be honest, Ritsuka felt apprehensive about the type of person he is going to encounter next. So far, he has Nightingale as Iosefa, Serenity as Eileen, Herc as Gascoigne, Archer and Jack respetively as Viola and the little girl
Each Servant corresponds to their Yharnam counterpart with roughly the same type of personality. So what would the more psychotic ones turn out to be?
The bloody crow of Cainhurst. Alfred. Micolash. Fuck, even Lady Maria, whom he included simply for the amount of time the woman had bled him to death
He don't want to fight against his own Servant...
Ritsuka is tired of it. He only wants the nightmare to end
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A few hours later, night hasmade its descent on Yharnam
One thing he learn is that once the sun has go down, it will never reappear for the remaining of the Hunt. Not when the Dream is still there, the dreamer will not be awakened
"Oh, so you are a a Hunter, eh?"
Many of the faces he recognized dotted the houses of the Cathedral
"Get the hell out of here, foreigner. Fat lot of good you dirty bunch did us!"
Chaldea staff whom he had been acquaintanced. Their normally friendly face, now twisted to something inhumane in this town of blood.
Cutting through them had hurt. They were not them, yet the faces bring back memories of a better time
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The Hunter of Chaldea
FanfictionHe is a Hunter. Beasts he had slaughtered. Nightmares he had slain. Yet he was back at where it all began, in this town of blood and madness drowning in an accursed dream The crimson moon hung low in the paleblood sky, as Ritsuka Fujimaru face his f...