A collection of stories based on my Bloodborne characters. These stories take place before and during the events of Bloodborne, however the exact time when and where is not important. As much as I myself like to pick apart and analyze Bloodborne, li...
Those damn fools. They think this war can be won by simply killing the beasts. But I know the truth. Once an infestation begins, you must stomp out each and every cockroach.
I did what had to be done. I could smell it on them. He had turned, yes, but his wife, his children, they were infected too, I know it!
I only did what had to be done.
But those bastards would dare turn their noses up from me?! Call me an animal?! How soon they forget how many beasts I have slayed, how by my hand how these people can walk the streets without fear knowing that I have slaughtered more in most nights than some do their entire lives!
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To hell with them, to hell with all of them! I don't need their approval to continue my hunt! A title does not make a hunter, I need not the workshop of deluded cowards to carry on. In fact...
Ah, how invigorating! To hear their flesh rip and tear, to see their bodies falling prostrate before me! This is what it means to be alive! Man was meant to hunt!
Where three are needed, I alone prevail. Not even the largest of these creatures can stop me, as hard as they try, and this one certainly tried. A fresh wound, but a flesh wound nonetheless. I am too fast for them, and their movements are all too predictable.
I've heard the whispers, the murmurs of lesser men, that this town is cursed. That we will never be free from these beasts. Doesn't matter, at least not to me.
I was meant to hunt. And I shall hunt until my last breath.
