A Hunter's Will To Live
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Concluída sáb, mai 4, 202415m
poem/short story about Bloodborne's storyline and DLC - told from the perspective of a Hunter following the events of the game.
I apologize for any spelling mistakes or plot holes this is my first time writing anything like this, doesn't 'exactly' follow the game and has some of my own interpretations of the story and themes. Enjoy!!
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