Ghost

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Franchise: Hollow Knight

I got every single achievement in the game except the pantheon of hollownest. Dear God, I only made it to the end once and I got destroyed. How does anyone get past Zote? Is it bad that I find Zote one of the hardest bosses in the game? Even Markoth? Jesus, if I wasn't crying when I finally saw Pure vessel. Hilariously enough, Pure Vessel is one of the easiest bosses to me, I beat him on radiance mode and have done so a couple of times and yet someone like Zote and Markoth, even nightmare king Grimm are beings who bring me to my knees? What sense does that make?

What's your easiest and hardest boss in Hollow Knight? 

Also, what's your favorite location in Hollow Knight? I personally like the resting grounds because, of how calm it is and the place where we find Josie (the place where we find the Josie's blessing charm).

Do you prefer I call Ghost a he/she/they? Personally, I prefer calling Ghost a 'he' but, I'll Ghost a 'they' in the part(s), considering they have no gender. Feel free to have Ghost as any gender you want.

WHEN I SAY, 'STAG STATION' I DON'T MEAN THE 'STAG NEST'!

Trust me, this was a lot of typing. They were just left in big paragraphs.

Gender neutral (bug of any kind) + fluff (Pure, wholesome fluff, I think) You'll be a scaredy cat in this one.
Also, you'll be referring Ghost as either 'little bug' or 'bug' considering you won't know Ghost's name and Hornet won't be jumping about where you are.

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It was a peaceful day in Hallownest. Well as peaceful as it can get when there's a great infection destroying it. (Y/N) was one of the few people who were lucky enough to have avoided it for so long and have taken refuge up in Dirtmouth. Elderbug happily welcomed them, liking seeing a new face around. Iselda didn't mind them, she always emitted an aura of annoyance but, was still welcoming. 

It wasn't often that someone would come around, most falling prey to the infection that was just down the well from them. It was scary. They had been down there, of course they had been, they lived there once before with their (family member/s) in (whatever zone you want) and when the infection had hit their (family member/s) had fallen victim to it. They had narrowly escaped it and had found refused at Dirtmouth since.

On a particular day, a strange back had appeared. They didn't look like any bug (Y/N) could recall. They were awfully silent and always bore this empty stare. It was unnerving. They'd usually listen to people and never say anything. (Y/N) just assumed they were either selectively mute or was mute in general. They hadn't dwell on it as the mysterious bug had moved on from Elderbug and made his way over to them on the bench. It scared them, how they'd look at the ground and suddenly looked over at them. It was as if it was waiting for them to say something to them. Feeling nervous, they uttered a simple greeting to which they waved their claw(?) at and made their way down the well. It startled them as they jumped down there with little regard of how long the fall may be and as if there wasn't an infection raging down the well. 

They were tempted to go down there, warn them, drag them back up the wail but, alas, they were too scared. They had narrowly escaped that place. They had no weapon or any means of defense on them. They'd be more of a prey down there than the little bug. Besides, they suspected they'd be able to take care of themselves, the little bug had a nail on them, although it wasn't in the best shape and looked to fall apart at any time, it gave them a sense of reassurance. 

It wasn't too long, they think, when the bug had appeared again. They were slouching and a collective black aura of dust of sorts would puff out of their body whenever they, as (Y/N) assumed, would breathe out. They had stumbled their way over to (Y/N) on the bench and sat down. They rested their head as they seemed to be catching their breath. It wasn't long but, was too long for (Y/N) when they appeared to be in better condition. They looked normal, well as normal as they could look, again. They had fixed their posture and looked over at (Y/N).

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