Seek pale blood.
Without any rhyme or reason, that is what she had been told. Just do what hunters do. Kill a few beasts, don't think about it. In essence, it sounded like a warning but...
Maybe it was just as simple as she had been told.
No longer did right or wrong matter. In the world of a hunter, life was simple. There were beasts to be put down. That was her job. She would do as she was tasked with. Beasts had no place in this world.
Still, what of pale blood?
Or the Healing Church?
What did it all mean?
In all of this senseless slaughter, were answers to be sought? From what she could tell, they seemed pointless. It was far too late for these monsters. What answers could she grasp to make them better?
No, it was easier to put them out of their senseless misery.
Put them down.
That's all that needed to be done.
Seek pale blood.
Would it matter if she even did?
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Seek Paleblood
FanfictionThis is an old one shot ficlet I wrote while playing Bloodborne. I was most interested in the concept of what 'Pale Blood' was & understanding the lore. This is simply an idea with more questions than answers & remained as short as it was on purpose.
