So much blood. I had to wipe it off my my face to clearly see the mess I made. Such a beautiful mess...the smell of blood almost soothing...
Rewind a week before...
Chapter 1: Iosefka's Clinic
"Good. All signed and sealed. Now let's begin the transfusion. Oh, don't you worry. Whatever happens... You may think it all a mere bad dream..."The blood transfusion didn't make me feel any different from before. Hopefully it worked. And then the deal that I made...so now I am sworn to hunt beasts, aiding the town in riddance of this awful epidemic.
What is that sound?
A sick, disgusting sound. Oh, the shivers it sent down my spine. I peered around the corner and gasped at the sight of a large creature with eyes of hunger, almost lifeless, feeding from a dead corpse. Was this really a human being once?
I was too loud...the beast had heard. It lifted it's large grotesque head and looked in my direction. Before I could make another move it pounced, knocked me over, and pinned my arms down. I couldn't move, I was completely helpless against this monster.
Chapter 2: Hunter's Dream
"Ah-hah, you must be the new hunter. Welcome to the Hunter's Dream. This will be your home, for now. I am... Gehrman, friend to you hunters. You're sure to be in a fine haze about now, but don't think too hard about all of this. Just go out and kill a few beasts. It's for your own good. You know, it's just what hunters do! You'll get used to it..."
How am I still alive? Is this purgatory? The pain i experienced was enough to kill me. I should have died..so where am I? I collect myself and notice the tranquility of the area. It was so peaceful, yet so melancholic simultaneously. A paved walkway lined with gravestones led up to a large cozy house. I began following the path when i noticed someone sitting nearby.
No, a doll, lifeless. She was dressed elegantly and held a pale but warm and comforting complexion, and eyes that saw through and through. I made my way. up to the house and was instantly greeted by a man in a wheelchair. He introduced himself to me and told me to begin to become familiar with this area, and with the Plain Doll. This place is a retreat for hunters like himself. to gain strengths in core areas that could prove vital in handling the beasts of yharnam.
I thanked him and made my way to pursue my first quest.
Chapter 3: The Hunter
[POV of the Doll]
I have watched The Hunter grow so much. I can feel the poor souls of the abominations he has killed, each time growing greater and greater in each portion. I'm very proud of him; I've never seen such progress in a miniscule amount of time in any previous hunter. It is as if he was born for this unpleasant job. However, I fear...how much of a toll has it taken on him? I feel him slipping, and his presence is no longer human, im afraid... will he be decisive when the time comes?
Chapter 4: InsanityGraphic ContentViscera. Heads. Limbs. I continued to gut the rabid mutts, a sneer spreading on my face. So much blood. I had to wipe it off of my face to clearly see the mess I made. Such a beautiful mess...the smell of blood almost soothing. They look better this way. Corpses littered the streets of Yharnam. I couldn't stop, it was so addicting. Chop the arms, sever the limbs, wipe blood from my face, rinse and repeat, like clockwork. I didn't care who or what it was; if I saw them, they were dead to me. They would turn anyway. They all will. No one can be saved anymore.
No one.