It's been almost a year since the hunter's dream, one of the most crucial workshops of the age of hunters, has collapsed. And ever since, most sane hunters still living have retreated to the shadows, their numbers dwindling far too rapidly for them to remain viable in the hunt. And with each night growing ever so longer, it seems that the survivors of the Yharnam scourge have no hope for escape left.
But when Sir Leeroy, a lone hunter of the spark workshop, arrives at the cathedral ward, the one bastion of safety for survivors, he knows that if the remaining hunters don't rally together, the only thing awaiting them is oblivion.
A fan-made Bloodborne story, I do not own any rights to any part of Bloodborne, and as always, enjoy the read!
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