Hello again! It's the author and I wanted to inform you that death is a big thing in this. If you have a dislike for descriptions of violent gross scenes and or self-mutilation then please do not read. Also, Izuku gets hurt a lot so if you don't like me hiring the baby boi then… I don't know. Go to sleep it's 3 am.
Not beta-read, if you find any confusing ways of wording or misused words (EX: tails and tales) please tell me! I'm also writing this as a love letter to bloodborne itself. So be ready for some graphic scenes!
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Oh! As I'm writing this I'm making a build and character of BB so I can use IIzuku's brain to min-max a build for himself. If y'all want the stats tell me.
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Drip.
Drip…
Drip…
Drip…
The cold unending stretch of unconsciousness, a veil that covered Izuku's eyes from the corruption of the night. From the imbibement of the moon. But what is unconsciousness but a state to be awoken?
The hard surface under Izuku is what first caught his attention. He couldn't smell the sweet scent of his laundry softener, nor could he feel the heavyweight of his blankets burying him into his bead and guiding him to a good dream. Instead of comfort, Izuku felt sticky and cold. His wrists hurt and his mouth was dry. The motion to squint took nearly all his energy. The lack of upper consciousness and the thick layer of exhaustion fogged his thoughts as he stared at the ceiling of the unknown room.
Slowly but surely his mind returned to him, though, his body still couldn't move he could plan his next steps and organize what little information he had. Firstly, he was in some… clinic? The layering of nearly medieval and gothic surgery tools told him wherever he was far from home. The second thing he had was that whatever they pumped him full of seemed to hate him. The initial pain and the excruciating hours of the blindfolded man cutting him and draining him of blood seemed burned into his mind. And also seemed to lead to these people hating him. Were they part of the Quirkless Dehumanization Philosophy? And if so… why haven't they killed him?
Izuku's mind was a flurry of questions and theories of why he was here and the reason he lived through the sludge villain's second attack, only to be halted by a crash and thick fluid spilling to the left of the cot. Fearfully and laboredly Izuku shifted his head to the left, only to instantly wish he hadn't. There was a pool of what he could only gather as his blood spilled on the floor from one of the barrels it had been caught in. But instead of being stagnant, it spread towards him, and slowly from the crimson liquid, a large creature emerged. First, its large black fur matted head with its bright piercing yellow eyes. Eyes that seemed to stare past and into him as it climbed out of the pool, one clawed limb at a time. Each on scraping divots into the floor as it grew closer to the cowering Izuku. And with every scrape and growl of the monstrosity, did Izuku's fear grow, he'd seen people with lycanthropy quirks before but… non had looked as monstrous as this creature. His mind was split between studying the creature's physical appearance and the ever-present dread the monster brought with it. And as it lifted a clawed hand to either grasp or tear chunks of Izuku's flesh, the beast was set ablaze. Its blood-curdling screeches and its rapid flailing caused it to crash into medical equipment. Making the already filthy and disheveled room fall further into chaos, he could only cry softly as the beast stumbled out of the room and down a set of stairs.
Sadly for Izuku, a wave of nausea and fear washed over him as he set his head to look at the ceiling, his stomach burned and it hurt to cry. Nausea blurred his vision as he saw little white creatures climb up his body and his eyes closed.
When consciousness returned again Izuku just wanted to go home. A mother that never really cared sounded better than the last few… hours? Days? Did his mom miss him? If she didn't miss him then why go back? But… there was a chance she missed him. A chance for them to be happy again.
Izuku's will and determination renewed for the moment he pushed himself up off the cot. His bones aching with fantom pain as he looked at the new scars that littered his body from the bloodletting. They were precise and used to draw as much of his blood with quick slices and the new flesh seemed to glow in the low light of the clinic. In comparison to the star-shaped ones from Kachaan. They were beautiful in a way. Shaking himself of that thought he stepped onto the wooden floor with a creak of the wood. His first goal was to get out of the building and find a way home.
With a goal in mind, he shuffled to the door and opened it, the door itself led down a long staircase. Which made Izuku question how the wheelchair bounce man ever got up here in the first place.
The soft creaking of each stair accompanied him as he headed down, and once he got to the bottom he heard the crunching of bone and the ripping of flesh. The nausea returned and the fear but somewhat nullified. The lycanthropic creature was huddled over a corpse of a man in front of what could be guessed as the exit to the building. The lycanthro- the Lycan was surrounded by moved and knocked-over medical equipment as well as the blood and viscera of the man. Both not wanting to be the next meal and wanting to get home Izuku devised a plan to get around the Lycan.
Putting together his plan into action was harder than thought. Heading back up to the room he woke in he grabbed a knife that the blind man had used to drain his blood, some cloth, and a sturdy leg of a broken chair. He tied the knife to the chair leg for extra reach and headed down and towards the beast. Creeping as quietly as his untrained feet could accomplish he made it within striking distance of the beast. He just needed to hurt it enough to get past.
As Izuku pounced the beast he forgot to take into account the medical supplies and stepped on a shard of broken glass. His barefoot was sliced into and his weight shifted onto his other as he fell forward into the creature. The knife went in but the beast was undeterred by the wound as it swiped at Izuku with its massive claws. The claws of the beast gored his stomach and he felt a few bones snap from the force of the beast's movement. Tears couldn't even begin to spill as the beast took his head into its teeth and bit.
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Izuku was getting tired of being knocked out. Waking up after it seemed worse every time.
When he first awoke in the dream he was confused. He had his organs sliced out and his face bit off and yet... He lived. It was terrifying and no matter what he tried to theorize it as it didn't make sense. It couldn't be a quirk. No temporal quirks that exist could revive someone. The strongest on record was a boy that could write beasts into existence… but the boy had been killed by his frightened and delirious mother while he was asleep. Illusionary quirks took the constitution of the wilder and turned it into an illusion and getting hurt enough normally dispels the quirk's effect on the subject.
After his mental dive into his quirk knowledge did he take into account the area around him. On all sides, the ground was covered in these beautiful white flowers and the pavement under him was made of uneven cobblestones. Izuku's awe only grew when he turned around and saw what surrounded the beautiful garden he seemed to be in. On top of the tallest point of the garden stood a beautifully architected building surrounded with colossal trees and swathed in vines and flowers. The moon shone brightly on its perch and lit the area with beautiful light. The area around him was also fashioned with two staircases to the building. One to his left that took a long path into the building, curved around a birdbath with one of the small white creatures in it. And the staircase to his front that passed by a life-sized doll of women with white hair to the left and gravestones on the right making a fence. Also on the front path were the small white creatures that crawled on him and in the birdbath, only they seemed to be lifting an assortment of items out to him. A set of three held up what seemed to be a saw, an ax, and a cane. Another set held up a blunderbuss? And a pistol. And the final one held a book out to him.
Not wanting to offend the creatures he trepidatiously grabbed the book from one and flipped it open. Inside was an index with the pages for chapters, headers, and page numbers. The most important was underlined with red ink, specifically the Weapons umbrella header. Under it was close-range and long-range weaponry and even more split under the close-range header were names of weapons and the same with the long-range. They were also split into categories, like starter hunter gear. Opening to the eighteenth page he saw a sketch and an in-depth description of the three close-ranged weapons held out to him.
The first was the Saw Cleaver under it was a sketch of the weapon and a label (Assembly Page 517-519) next to it. As well as a simplified maintenance guide and the page number for thorough maintenance (pg 520). Under that was the description of the weapon.
"One of the trick weapons of the workshop, commonly used in the hunting business.
This saw, effective at drawing the blood of beasts, transforms into a long cleaver that makes use of centrifugal force.
The saw, with its set of blood-letting teeth, has become a symbol of the hunt, and only grows in effectiveness the more grotesquely transformed the beast."
He was tempted to grab that one but he read on. "For hunters across Yharnam this weapon is a good choice to cleave through beasts (pg 2), but for a hunter of the dream (refer to page 1) you have an affinity for all weapons, where it would take a normal man at least a year to learn how to wield such a weapon it takes a moon touched hunter only to learn how to grip the weapon."
Izuku's mind was racing with thoughts, so the Lycan was a beast. And he was a moon touched hunter? Flipping quickly to page one he started reading.
"The dream or as most hunters will call it The Hunters Dream, is a place where the moon touched hunter resides. As well as the doll and German. The Hunter that resides within the dream is theoretically immortal, this notebook is created from the combined knowledge of all the hunters to have ever passed through the dream. The hunter cannot be killed by mortal men or beasts and can fight for all eternity if they prove their worth to the moon. The caretaker of the dream Ṃ̵̗̾́̊͘a̸̠͖͗́ͅͅs̴̢̫͂́t̷̝̥̋e̵͔͔͆r̸̛̩̋̕,̸͎͖̽͜ ̶͇̜̄̅͘l̵͈͚͈̐̈́̀͆ͅo̴͙̼͈̿͒̋̔͜r̵͚̮̓̽͝d̴̘̗̜̊,̷̝̬͎̭̈̔͋͝ ̴͓͙̅f̶̥́̍͑̕i̷̝͝͝r̸͔̫̤̪̈́s̵̖͙̯̃t̷̨̲̩̹̎̔ ̸̤̿h̷̨̲̆ů̸̢̩̭̂̃͘n̷͎͂̿t̴̙̗̑̈́͠͝ę̸͈͕͖̅r̴̩͌̈́̚ Gerhman. He is a friendly face and will guide you to your goals. He holds even more knowledge than this book. The second resident of the dream is the Doll, once the hunter has proven their service the doll will allow the hunter to gain strength beyond measure, and in some cases, knowledge of their innate abilities."
"Another thing to take note of is the messengers, faithful to the hunter and will even sell the hunter important goods and do basic services for them. Treat them well for they are your greatest ally."
The rest of the first page was filled with more information on how to use the gravestones to travel outside the dream and a simple sketch of the doll. Taking a moment to collect his thoughts Izuku looked at page two and started to read.
"The greatest threat to the lives of the young and innocent is the beast. Thanks to the church's excessive use of old blood innocents started to turn into beasts. The first area affected by the scourge was Old Yharnam (pg1001), the citizens had been inflicted with the disease ashen blood and the first experimental trial of old blood was conducted on the citizens. Mere months later the first citizen was turned into a beast and in weeks the entirety of Old Yharnam had to be burned to the ground."
"Hunters much like yourself have been trained to fight and kill to keep the peace in the city and they come in many shapes and sizes. The hardest to detect is shifter beasts(pg1200). A beast hiding in their old skin, they can speak but they thirst for the blood of the uninfected and will attack when a hunter is not around. Tip: they reek of a sweet stench. The beast list starts at pg 1101."
Quickly finishing page two he realized why hunters existed in this place. Not only being on the receiving end of a Lycan the notes on them claimed them to be some of the strongest beasts that can sprout from one person. Izuku looked up towards the Messengers that held the weapons out to him. The only way to get back would be to get the moon's attention, some of the notes on page one spoke of being swept from a world, not like Yharnam, and getting a choice to go home after a certain point in their hunt.
Izuku turned to page nineteen to see the next weapon. The Hunter Axe there was the sketch, the basic maintenance, and the assembly and thorough maintenance page numbers (pg 521-524 and 525) as well as its description.
"One of the trick weapons of the workshop, commonly used on the hunt. Retains the qualities of an Axe, but offers a wider palette of attacks by transforming. Boasts a heavy blunt attack, leading to high rally potential. No matter their pasts, beasts are no more than beasts. Some choose this Axe to play the part of executioner."
"For the executioner in us all. The Hunter Axe, a massive blunt Axe head with the slowest attack speed of all starter weapons available. It allows a hunter to continue attacks even after being hit. No normal man can wield this within a year without pulling something. But your moon touched, so I guess you could grab the big Axe and kill some beasts. I'm not your mom."
The description sounded cool and was written in a different handwriting than the other but… it was hefty. He was not built for a heavy weapon so he turned the page to twenty.
The Threaded Cane Maintenance page 531 and construction pages 525 to 530. One of the harder to maintain but the lightest and quickest of the three. Its description read-
"One of the trick weapons of the workshop, commonly used by hunters on their duties. Sufficiently deadly as a rigid bladed cane, but also serves as a whip when its blade is split into many. Concealing the weapon inside the cane and flogging the beasts with the whip is partly an act of ceremony, an attempt to demonstrate to oneself that the bloodlust of the hunt will never encroach upon the soul."
"One of the more… professional starters out there. At first, it will lag behind in damage but with practice and dedication, one can learn the ins and outs of both the blade and whip aspect of the cane. A normal man could use it as a mere sword but as the moon blessed hunter, you must stand out. You must put the fear of the people at ease and put the beasts out of their misery."
A cane whip sword? Lighter and faster, as well as long-range and versatile in multiple situations. Needless to say, Izuku picked the cane. As for the gun he picked it was a hard choice.
Page twenty-one The Hunter blunderbuss seemed like a good pick. Its maintenance page was 543 and its construction pages were 532-542. Its description went as followed-
"A blunderbuss created at the workshop for the hunters' line of work. Hunter firearms are specially crafted to employ Quicksilver Bullets fused with the wielder's own blood, boosting damage against beasts. The impact of this highly-effective weapon counters beasts' swift movements, and its widespread is nigh-on guaranteed to hit the mark."
"The weapon itself is useful even if it has a slower reloading and shooting speed than the pistol. Its damage is also lower in theory but it makes up for that with its heavy hit and staggering any beast in your path. Anyone can pick up a gun and shoot it, but the extra strength of being moon touched allows you to not get thrown back when you shoot it also leaves the beast open to visceral attacks (pg 6) when you shoot them when they attack."
Izuku wasn't a fan of guns. It had been ingrained that even in a world where Kachaan can make his hands into grenades he shouldn't trust guns. But it wasn't like he had much of a choice. If the only way home was through the entirety of Yharnam then so be it.
Next was page twenty-two The Hunter Pistol Maintenance page 553 and construction pages 544-552 were informative on the innate differences between the blunderbuss and the pistol. The description read-
"Pistol made at the workshop, for hunters stalking beasts. Hunter firearms are specially crafted to employ Quicksilver Bullets fused with the wielder's own blood, boosting damage against beasts. The pistol is a quicker draw than the blunderbuss, allowing for speedier responses to attacks."
"Not as flamboyant as the blunderbuss but better for catching a beast in an attack. Its stun is less but is able to tear through flesh much easier than the blunderbuss. If this gun was shot by a normal man it would most likely break their hand but, your moon touched. Being stronger than any man is an easy feat to achieve."
Izuku felt like choosing the pistol would be smarter. The blunderbuss was large and weighty and he needed something lighter. So his gun of choice was the pistol.
Izuku quickly got ready to head into the first gravestone back to Yharnam. Gripping his cane and gun tightly he knelt to the messengers and softly grabbed their hands and suddenly. He was back in the clinic. Only this time with a gun and a weapon.
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What weapon should he use later? I have a siding towards the dex weapons and I am considering the burial blade due to my own affinity towards it while playing. Comment which one you would like him to use.