Resilience
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Complete Fri, Jul 24, 2020<5 mins
Written and typed based on one of my first actual Hunters in the game Bloodborne after completing the game a few times. Learning more of the lore to create a character to fit. Though perhaps tweak the story just a bit. This speaks of the starting backstory of my Hunter, Sonya. Though only written in Brief while listening to a song. Resilience- By Omar Habbak.
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