Quinn

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"Our thirst for blood satiates us, soothes our fears. Seek the old blood, but beware the frailty of men."

To be honest, I still can't believe it. I don't think my parents would ever believe it, but... They're both gone now... Yet here I am, now a fully fledged hunter of the Healing Church.

I'm eighteen as of today. I wonder how I would have celebrated it if the Church hadn't taken me in... If my parents were still alive. I'm sure father would be drinking again, and mother... Maybe she would have left the sedatives alone long enough to make me something special. But instead, my birthday present is a brand-new kirkhammer. Can I even call it a present? I don't even think anyone in the church even realises it's my birthday.

Why couldn't I have been young enough to go to the Orphanage to become a scholar? Too old, they told me, but just old enough to begin training

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Why couldn't I have been young enough to go to the Orphanage to become a scholar? Too old, they told me, but just old enough to begin training. I never wanted to be a hunter, but they took me in when I had nothing left, I just couldn't say no. I wish I had, I wish I was brave enough to tell them how I really felt. Even when I was training with the other Church hunters, I was so scared.

 Even when I was training with the other Church hunters, I was so scared

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It's not like I can't defend myself. I can, at least against the recently turned. I think I can handle scourge beasts, those poor souls who have long succumb to the sickness, but they... They scare me. They're fast, and aggressive. I've seen fellow trainees be ripped to pieces by them.

I don't know if I can do this, I don't want to do this, but Yharnam needs our help. This is still my home, and the Church can save it... I guess that means I can save it, doesn't it? I don't feel like I can, but... I have to try.

Gods help me...

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