Taylor Hebert has been torn into the nightmare that is Yharnam, losing more of herself every night. In the real world, two unlikely people take note of her change and begin pondering what to do about it.

In a world abandoned by those only known in fairy tales, exists a conflict between humans and shadows. The Creatures of Wrath, Grimm, are considered one of many ancient threats. Will humanity survive as they have numerous times, or be suffocated by a drowning darkness?

Beacon was suposed to be his chance to be a hero. It was his chance to live up to his families legacy and become a hero. Unfortuantly Jaune wasn't a lucky man and on his first night in Beacon, he finds himself waking up in a weird place called the 'Hunters Dream' And the night is long and cruel. But maybe, just maybe he could be a hero.

Broken down, warped beyond repair and traumatised he fought on, sacrificing and adapting as need be. He lost so much but now he is past the Nightmare and returned to a world he scarcely remembers. With a broken mind and memories distorted, how will he move forward with his hands stained in the red of so many? How will he make up for his failures? And why is he a child?

He was a Trueblood Hunter, one who hunted Yharnam's beasts and slayed Great Ones. He killed the Moon Presence and became a Great One. The hunt was over as well as the dream. But he awoke once again to hunt, but this time, he would teach the newest generation of hunters. Jason is no longer the Hunter of Yharnam, he is now the Hunter of Remnant.

Shepard died, choking in the darkness of space. But yet she awoke, finding herself within a strange Hunter's Dream. Meeting the mysterious Good Hunter and Plain Doll, there are many lessons to be learned from both her home galaxy and a strange world of luminous moons and terrible beasts. Yet through them both, one rule remains constant: Fear the Old Blood.

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It was the 10th Millenium; for more than several centuries, the Emperor and High Lord Magistrate sat on the Divine Throne of Sunlight and Cinder. He is Lord of the Lands of Ancients by the will of the Gods and Master of the City of Gods by the power of his inexhaustible armies. (Soulsborne influence)

(Re-upload 2) With the conditions of his contract fulfilled, the Hunter of the Workshop was no longer tied to the shackles of the Dream. His choice to be freed was not an easy one, leaving behind everything he came to learn. Yet where he awoke however was not Yharnam, under the morning sun as he had believed he would. But of a desolate wasteland, where humanity has long since left.

At winter's end, there is rumor of a strange manor appearing in the western Wolfswood, home to an equally strange man and his tall, kindly wife. Lord Rickard Stark, Warden of the North, seeks answers.

(Re-uploaded from my Wattpad account) The Hunter of the Workshop had finally slain the final adversary of his Hunt. Now with the Dream coming to a close and the one who maintained it slained by his hands, evolution to a Great One was all that was left for him. But... What if the Hunter rejected the natural order and did not become a Great One?

Never been one for dreams, ya know? Life is meant to be lived, not imagined. Same go for nightmares. Ain't your imagination that ya gotta to worry about. Dreaming is easy. Reality? That's the hard part. And you say this a dream? Fine? I'm no hunter, but if its a hunter you need to fix this world...then lets hunt. I'll save as many as I can. Let the Hunt begin. Narutoxharem.

The Hunt is Over. The Moon Presence lies dead, and The Good Hunter has become the new master of the Dream. However, wanting to get away from the horrible place that is Yharnam, she has willed the Hunter's Workshop to a new realm. One filled with lustful Monster Girls and the humans who oppose them. On RoyalRoad. TvTropes: p/Fanfic/AHunter

The Night ended, but the Hunt continued. The scourge of beasts was eradicated, but no matter the form a beast is still a beast, even when made of metal. Time passed and the Hunt continues. Even now, in a new era, the Hunt doesn't end. More beasts of metal, more beasts of men, and the Hunter. The Hunt never ends, and the Hunter must Hunt.

When Hajime underwent the mutation from eating monster meat, his soul ended up elsewhere for a time. Now, an imprisoned vampire princess meets what resulted from that mess: a Hunter...

O flora, of the moon, of the dream. O little ones, O fleeting will of the ancients. Let the hunter be safe in this new world, and heal of it's deep-rooted sickness. Let him find comfort and companionship. And let this dream his responsibility, foretell a pleasant awakening. Be one day, a fond, distant memory.

Tragedy struck before Bell's adventures in Orario could even begin. Slain prematurely, he's whisked away to the Hunter's Dream. Thrust into the role of a hunter, Bell combats a tide of monstrous beasts and eldritch horrors. But every hunt must end. Reawakening in Genkai, he journeys to Orario, not as a naive dreamer, but a broken soul trying to find meaning to his tragic life.

To Magical Britain, the old blood seemed like a miracle; a cure-all that could heal even the most grievous of ailments, be they physical, mental, or magical. But not all things are as they seem.

Awakening from the long, endless night of the hunt Alaine Alexandria Gunner, finds herself in a new world full of life and unlike anything she has seen before. How will the appearance of this powderkeg hunter affect this world and it's inhabitants? The hunter's endless hunt begins again.

Remnant is changing. Ancient labyrinthine temples, anomalous Grimm, a new mysterious order known as the Healing Church - it may only be a matter of time before the world crumbles into chaos and disease. Follow the story of a lighthearted young hunter born again who fights with only instincts and memories bound in blood (and a tinge of madness) to prevent Yharnam's rebirth.

A summon from a book promised Wendy that it would help her close friend get her powers back. Yet, it didn't mean that she ended up in Yharnam and had no choice but to become a Hunter to hunt down "beasts". But, that's only the tip of the iceberg. There, she'll uncover hidden origins and the Eldritch Truth through the land. At least there's a Good Hunter there to help her.

L'essere della luna non è mai stato tale prima, era qualcos'altro o qualcun'altro, essa parla recuperando la sua sanità dopo essere stata sconfitta dal cacciatore ma prevalendo sulla coscienza del nuovo essere formato, rimanendo in vita e liberandosi dal controllo di Oedon. (avvertenza raccontato in prima persona)

Yharnam, the city founded by Blood Ministration is no more, consumed by the Beast Plague. The Healing Church which caused it is gone. All that remain are its Hunters, meant to hunt the Beasts. What few Hunters remain gather to start a new Hunt, which has taken them to a new world with a new master at their head. For without Beasts to hunt, the Hunters are nothing...

A hunter must hunt, a hero must save, can Izuku be both? He's a prisioner of the Dream, a holder of a legacy, a murder and a savior, a boy connected to two worlds, neither welcome to him. Can he survive the Hunt? Can he become a hero? Or will he end just another beast to be put out of it's misery?

When the end comes, when the awakening is done and everything starts again in an unexpected direction, is it possible to stop dreaming? The end of a long night has arrived for Ashton. Gerhman offers him freedom to a world very different from the one he has known. A hunt ends, a new one begins to look for a reason to go on! The dream can begin again... Or the awakening...