Bloodborne x male reader

Fear the old blood

Witches of hemwick

Authore note: your welcome

Narrator pov

The witches of hemwick laid dead with jack sitting on the corpse of one of them. The other one hanging from the chain of the trick scythe.

Jack:*huff *huff no eldritch truth to be found

Rory: so the mad ones weren't eldritch enough for you huh?

Y/n took over then slowly walked down towards the cellar he opened the room to find a hunter dead and decayed but on his lap laid a hunter tool,

Y/n: Rest In Peace fellow hunter, Gehrman said that a rune workshop tool was missing.

Y/n investigated the rune a discovered a note

"Runesmith Caryll, student of Byrgenwerth, transcribed the inhuman utterings of the Great Ones into what are now called Caryll Runes.
The hunter Who retrieves this workshop tool can etch Caryll Runes into the mind to attain their wondrous strength.Provost Willem would have been proud of Caryll's runes, as they do not rely upon blood in any measure".

Y/n: welp we're done here

Rory: good riddance

The trio left the hemwick chapel returning to the dream because they promised Mary(the doll) they would have tea with them

Mary: welcome home good hunter

Y/n smiled then walked over towards her and sat next to the doll that has become one of his only companions

Mary: Hunters have told me about the Church, about the Gods and their love. But, do the Gods love their creations. I am a doll created by you humans, would you ever think to love me? Of course, I do love you, isn't that how you've made me?

Y/n: Mary I can love........... I do love you for you've been by my side the entire time, but loving unconditionally isn't the same as the choice of who to love

Mary: interesting......good hunter I'll ponder this

Y/n: thank you Mary I'll be seeing you soon

With that the tea with the doll ending and Y/n had to get back to the hunt in the cathedral ward the sun hanged low night was approaching.

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Y/n pov

The cathedral is different somehow there's been a change in everything

Jack: that's the feeling of insight, if you keep going soon we'll  be able to walk the same plane of existence as you

So I'm going crazy, got it that's been this whole experience so far but the truth is more important then a little sanity

Rory: that's the attitude

Walking as the sun almost set, the ward getting darker, darker yet darker making it deeper into the cathedral, a flight of stairs was found with church servants patrolling. They saw me at the bottom then pointed, communicating in their own way. Barking was heard one of those pesky dogs ran at me ready to bite, I took my guitar off my back and then strummed it shocking the dog back frying it.

5 church servants rushed at me, the servants moved rather slowly and were predictable in their attacks patterns but their hits can deal heavy damage. They attacked in unison making me block with the guitar leaving my side open to be stabbed which hurt like hell
I needed to jump back making space.
I jabbed a blood vial in my left thigh giving me the adrenaline boost I needed  switching back to my scythe I definitely mastered it now I slowly killed the servants one by one making my way up the flight of stairs, I heard a chain moving I didn't know what it was