Hunter's Dream
It was a long journey for the hunter. He fought many beasts, put an end to several madden hunters, killed a Great One. And for what? To finally be set free.
Alexander stood in front of Gehrman, the one who made him a hunter in the first place, in front of a big, and admittedly beautiful tree.
"You did well good hunter." Gehrman said. "You have done your duty as a hunter, and now it is time to return you the favor. Let me free you from the shackles of the dream. You will be then awaken in the morning sun, thinking this as a bad dream."
Alexander looked at the old man with widened eyes.
"Be freed?" He thought.
Indeed he has seen many things. From the beasts unsatisfied hunger for blood, to a Great One itself. Things that he wished to forget.
"Please Gehrman, release me from this nightmare."
The old hunter nodded his head. "Drop your weapons and kneel down before me, and I'll do what I must."
Alexander dropped the blunderbuss, and the Kirk-Hammer on the ground, turned around and knelt down.
Gehrman, slowly stood up and equipped his weapon, the Burial Blade into it's transformed form, a massive scythe.
Gehrman then raised his weapon, ready to set Alexander free.
"May you find your place in the waking world."
Alexander closed his eyes, hoping for a swift death.
…But that death wouldn't come. Instead, the moon above started to lower and turn red, the clouds started to darken, the wind started to pick up, making Gehrman cover his eyes and Alexander open his and quickly stand up. Then a massive shockwave blew the two hunters into the tree.
"What is going on!?" Gehrman exclaimed, quickly getting up.
Off in the distance in the seemingly never-ending sky was Moon Presence and a glowing orb.
The Great One of the moon was an odd sight to see. Red over all, ribs like that of a human with some human skulls making its body, an odd shaped head with tentacles behind it, the same tentacles making the tail, and long boney arms and legs.
Moon Presence gave off an odd roar before lunging itself at the orb. Said orb simply dodged its attack and hit it in the chest and sending it upward. With inhuman speed, the orb flew behind Moon Presence, grabbed the tail, and fling it into a pillar.
Moon Presence hit the pillar hard. It didn't even have enough time to react when the orb flew at it again, going through the pillar. The orb then grabbed Moon Presence's head and through it into the field of flowers.
Gehrman and the Doll, who also got hit by the shockwave, quickly ran to it's aid.
"Oh dear, what is happening?" The Doll questioned in confusion.
"Oh mighty Moon Presence, what is that attacking you!?" Gehrman shouted in anger.
Even if Gehrman could understand it, or the Doll translate it, Moon Presence didn't have the energy to speak.
Alexander stood there in surprise. "So this is the Great One that controls the moon." He said out loud.
But that surprise turned to the orb that flew right above them.
The wind started to pick up once again, the darkened clouds swirled around it, the only light coming from the reddened moon. Then, the orb started to get bigger, from a white to a purple, covering the moon entirely. And then… it went down.
The hunters, the Doll, and the Great One could only watch as the ball of energy made it's way towards them. They looked at it with different eyes.
Gehrman and Alexander saw it as a way out of the dream, The Doll saw it as curiosity, and the Moon Presence saw it as its last chance.
The Great One silently recited something in its tongue, something that Alexander managed to hear; but not understand.
The ball of energy grew closer and completely engulfed the small piece of land in the dream.
At last, the inhabitants of the dream disappeared. The only thing that they heard, was the maniacal laughter of a feminine voice.