Hunter's journal

Page four of Hunter Shaun Belmont's Hunting Journal

We are supposedly doomed, as some Hunters are submitting to the effects of the Blood, specifically the effect of turning into Beasts that are far stronger than most others.
I have fought five of these turned, defeating each one and granting them noble deaths, this has granted me a currently unofficial title of "Hunter of Hunters"
I shall wear it when the Blade Council decrees me a fully-fledged Hunter, but until then, will pretend not to notice the looks and whispers.
This entry is rather short, so I'll write my daily routine down.

In the morning, I get up slowly, get dressed in the clothes under my gear and try to write a little, then I'll get dressed in my Hunter's Gear and make a breakfast before tending to my Burial Blade, saw cleaver, and other small things

Once my morning routine is finished, I'll often go out for a morning walk with my cleaver in-hand and blade on my back, though the Beasts don't often appear during the now rather scant daylight.

When it is time for lunch, I go to the market and get bread, cheese, and an apple, and although Hunters are allowed to just take without paying, I always offer my cashier some spare money.

I then sit at the nearby park, watching closely in the peaceful light, wondering if there is more to the world than this hellhole that I still so love...

Afterwards, I go about my pre-hunt routine, oftentimes forgoing dinner to move onto the hunt, much to the dismay of my friends.