Bloodborne x male reader

The dream

Y/n pov

Darkness, thats all there was, that's all I could feel I felt out of sorts, like a out of body experience

Rory: Y/n where are you?!

Rory floated around in darkness unable to see
Y:n: (Rory's here)

I called out to him but he couldn't here me. I started swimming over to him. I made it but he's gone, something banged against the back of my head

Y/n: ouch (what the—)

Rory: your here, you're alive, we are alive, yes thank god...... now what is this place

Y/n: who are you Rory?

Rory: me? I'm you no that's not quite right I live in your head but I didn't always

Rory kept going on and on to himself, clearly unaware of his own origins

Y/n: Rory! Where are we

Rory gave me a blank expression and calmly explained to me

Rory: oh no WE WENT AND GOT OURSELVES KILLED!!!!

Scratch when I said calmly he was panicking until we both heard the noise

*thump* *thump* *thump*

What was that. I thought to myself my chest started feeling warm all of a sudden and the cold dark empty void was filled with a empty white. Rory exclaimed in happiness

Rory: the lights are back on, were alive!!!!

Then I felt like I was being yanked at back to reality

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3rd person pov

Y/n awoke but not in the location of his final stand. He woke in a garden of sorts filled with graves and a home not big but not small.  The flowers in the garden felt calming to his sprit, groggily he stood to his feet and started walking towards the home stopping at the foot of the stairs.
An abandoned doll lifeless in every aspect of itself it stared into nothingness freaking Y/n out

Y/n: moving on

Y/n made it up the stairs and opened the doors to the home and found a old man in a wheelchair.

Y/n: eh, hello

???:ah hah, you must be the new hunter. Welcome to the hunters dream. This will be your home, for now

Y/n: that's nice and all but who the hell are you?

???: I am..........

The old man paused as if he forgot his own identity, his name and purpose

???: Gehrman, friend to you hunters.

Gehrman: your sure to be in a fine haze about now, but don't think about all of this. Just go out and kill a few beast, it's for your own good

Y/n: for what old man.. I mean gehr.......man

Gehrman: you know, it's just what hunters do. You'll get used to it

Y/n: that doesn't sound appealing.

Y/n begins looking around till he stops infront of the mirror and Rory points towards the old man

Rory: ask him what this place is

Y/n: Oi, Gehrman what is this place

Gehrman:  This was once a safe haven for hunters. A workshop where hunters used blood to enhance their weapons and flesh. We don't have as many tools as we once did, but... You're welcome to use whatever you find.  *Whispers* ....Even the doll, should it please you..."