The First Battle is the fifth chapter of my second fanfiction, "The Bleeding". This chapter is about the first battle between the Shepherd of Fire and the Order of the Holy Cross. Let's get started.
Krystof and Roland set out to destroy the Order of the Holy Cross, but they knew that they would forfeit their lives if they tried to fight them alone. They went to Harold to ask if he would help them, but Harold refused, stating that he has been in enough war in his time. He did, however, tell them that he still had contact with his Iron Lancer unit, and could convince them to help fight the order. Harold was able to convince about 500 warriors to join Krystof and Roland, but his sources say that the Order's numbers consist of about 8,000 infa…
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I was 12 when I first saw it. I was gathering firewood near my mountain farm, I had forgotten where it was and it dosent matter now. The Great one had marched up to me parting the deep wood around me and churning up the fresh snow. I had frozen paralyzed with fear and awe. The amygadola lowered its face to mine and I saw all of its hideous eyes, transfixed I made the move to touch its face if that is what it was. It felt slimy, and its complex latticework felt like the nets I used to fish with. It snorted and I stumbled on my butt in the snow thankfully my father had’t stressed nobility in ladies. It snorted again and I believe I saw the gleam of satisfaction in its eyes before stomped away leaving broken trees and massive footprints in it…Read more >
Demons of the Holy Cross is the fourth chapter of my second fanfiction, "The Bleeding". This chapter mainly serves to introduce the primary antagonists of this fanfiction, so it doesn't have that much conflict. Regardless, I hope you enjoy.
As Krystof continued to spread the worship of Yhorm the Giant, and punishing anyone who would dare defy him, many started to fear him. There was even an organization formed to try to stop the Shepherd of Fire. This organization was called the Knights of the Holy Cross, and they were a religious order. But with the way that they fought, "knights" would be the incorrect way to describe the order. "Demons" is a better word.
The Demons of the Holy Cross was formed with the sole purpose of killing Krystof, a…
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Shepherd of Fire is the third chapter of my second fanfiction, "The Bleeding". I hope you like this chapter.
The dragon's flames somehow did not kill Krystof. The flames merely burnt him, ruining his outfit and turning his skin gray. The Abyss Watcher statue remained mysteriously unharmed. Krystof suspected that Harold had sent him to his death, but didn't think that was the case because if Harold wanted someone dead then he would kill that person himself.
Krystof made his way back to Harold's house. When Harold saw that Krystof got burnt, he said, "What in the flying f**k happened?" Krystof told Harold that there was a dragon that roasted him after he retrieved the statue. Harold promised that what he read did not mention any dragons, and…
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Jason of the Choir was having a very fustrating day. Every day he could not reach a level of ascension. He was sitting in his lab, pondering the mystery of the Great Ones, when he heard the door to his room open. He looked up and saw James, or the Ripper if you read the newspapers. "Well, is the Nameless Lancer out of the way?" Jason asked. "No," James replied,"Plague got in the way." "Of course he did. We need to get them both out of the way if we're going to succeed." Jason once again pondered if this was worth it. Maybe he made a mistake injecting some old blood, fresh from the Isz Gravestone, into James. It granted him unspeakable physical strength, but also broke his mind. Jason asked, "Who's your next target?" to which James replied,…Read more >
Eternal Darkness is the second chapter of my second fanfiction, "The Bleeding". The title is not very related to the chapter, but I used it because it sounds cool, so sorry if you're disappointed by that. So, here we go.
Following his meeting with the Nameless Lancer, Krystof decide to heed Harold's warning, and wait before spreading the worship of Yhorm the Giant. He then asked a guard where he could find some work to do, and the guard told him that Harold Jenkins was looking for some assistance in finding ancient artifacts. Krystof asked where he could find Harold, and the guard said that Harold is most likely at the tavern in Central Yharnam, at his house that was also in Central Yharnam, at his blacksmith shop, at a library, or hiking …
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Rise of the Shepherd is the first chapter of my second fanfiction, "The Bleeding". This story is about religious warfare and persecution. With all that aside, our story begins.
Through the ages of time, many religions have existed, and many have ceased to exist. Many legendary Lords of Cinder were worshipped as gods by many people. The worship of one particular god, a giant known as Yhorm, spread through many lands. However, Yharnam was the only land not familiar with Yhorm, so a druid (priest/warrior) called Krystof made his way to Yharnam to teach the Yharnamites about his god.
Krystof had been a druid for almost 10 years, and his word was respected by all he had come across. Some people even called him a prophet, but Krystof denied thes…
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The killer didn't stop in Old Yharnam. His victims were many, from Cathedral Ward, to Yahar'gul, and even to Central Yharnam. They were anyone from prostitutes, to noblemen and women, to Hunters in their prime. The newspapers had named him The Ripper, as his kills couldn't be called clean at all. To call them feasts for Bloodlickers was an understatement. Yharnamites were calling this time period, when any and all were prey for a monster among beasts, the Autumn of Terror.
Doctor Plague walked into one of Central Yharnam's finest bars to meet a contact. He walked to the bar and ordered a glass of wine. A few years ago, he would have ordered a Blood Cocktail, but he stopped drinking recreational blood at the insistence of Amelia. He looked t…Read more >
The screams and sounds of fighting were still audible in the time it had taken to get dressed and outfitted. I nearly hurtled myself out of the entrance of the great hall.
On other days I would have been happy to sate my bloodlust but not against our most formidable foe, Executioners. Servants and knights were fighting side by side a sight that would horrify most if it were not for the situation at hand. I joined the fight against them. Never before had I seen such brutality. Our weaponry was doing nothing to their padded armor, we slashed and parried with our blades. But it is impossible to stop such a heavy weapon with a slim blade. I watched as a fellow knight blocked and failed against the wheel. I saw his mangled remains spit out behi…Read more >
Notes before starting: The Lost Chapter is bascially what happens during the relationship between Harold and his stepsister, Elena. This chapter does contain stuff like, well I don't really want to call it "incest" because they are step-siblings, but I couldn't think of a better term, so if that kind of stuff bothers you, then you don't have to keep reading. So here we go:
Harold Jenkins and his stepsister, Elena, had a very good relationship. Harold got along just fine with Elena, in contrast to how much Harold hated his stepmother, Christina. Their relationship was good even before a somewhat major event happened.
Elena loved when Harold would tell her stories about his past, since they were entertaining, interesting, and somewhat comedi…Read more >
As they walked down the tomb towards Old Yharnam, Doctor Plague and his followers felt immense dread. He heard one hunter tell a huntress, the hunter's wife Plague assumed, the story of the Nameless Lancer to keep her spirits up. "Your loved ones shouldn't be on somethng as dangerous as a hunt." Plague thought to himself, then took it back when Amelia started walking next to him. They finally came to the gate of Old Yharnam. Plague found an old note on the ground, but it was too faded to make out. He opened the gates and his group beheld the broken, burnt out landscape. "It's too quiet. Stay alert." Plague had just finished saying that when they were ambushed by dozens on dozens of beasts, ranging from scrawny Beast Patients to full grown …Read more >
Harold quickly turned around, and Samantha, his long lost mother, stood there, smiling. Harold thought that he would never see his mother again, and was even questioning if she was actually there or if he was just hallucinating. He didn't care though, since he was very happy to see her.
Harold asked his mother how she found him, and how she recognized him. Samantha said that word of all Harold's deeds and military victories travelled far and wide, so almost the entire world knew of Harold's actions. She also said that she recognized Harold because she would always recognize her child. Harold didn't care about any of this, however, he was just both happy and sad to see Samantha. He was happy because he hadn't seen her in almost 20 years. Ho…Read more >
Harold and Henriett arrived at the Citadel in about an hour. Before entering, Harold told Henriett that he had to enter alone, since this was his mission, not Henriett's. Henriett agreed.
As Harold entered, he was suprised that the Shadow Lord did not have any minions guarding the entrance. He made his way towards a staircase at the far side of the room, and cautiously went up the stairs. On the second floor there was a large gate, sealed shut. Harold noticed some symbols above the gate, possibly a clue on how to open the gate. From left to right, the symbols were: Snake, Owl, Dragon. Harold made his way to a room to the right of the gate, where he encountered a large skeletal monster wielding giant club. Harold attacked the Sentinal's ank…Read more >
Three weeks after Harold's banishment from Yharnam, he needed to know who tricked him into slaughtering innocent people, why they wanted to banish Harold, and if he could ever redeem himself. He vowed to accomplish his goal, or die trying.
Harold left the inn where he was hiding, and made his way out of town. He knew that Yharnam would send soldiers out of its borders to search for him, so he kept his head down. If Harold was identified by soldiers from Yharnam, he would be forced to kill everyone of them, which he did not want to do unless it was absolutely necessary.
He made his way to a village called Ancrya, since it was known to have a large presence of mercenaries for hire, and Harold needed allies in order accomplish the task ahead.…Read more >
The shot that killed Zachary was heard all throughout Yharnam. Within minutes, many Yharnam citizens, hunters, and priests came to see what had happened. When they saw what Harold had done, they ran away in fear. Being forced to kill his best friend was the last step towards Harold's madness.
Harold then went to the bar to get a drink, as usual, but everyone was afraid when he entered. Harold never wanted to be feared by his fellow Yharnamites, he only wanted his enemies to fear him. He started to question what he has become, and wonder if he was even himself anymore. It was unclear to Harold, but he believed that he has lost himself to insanity.
As Harold left the bar, Henriett approached him. She was upset that Harold killed Zachary, and…Read more >
I hope you all enjoyed my last fanfiction, because this one once again dives into the hellhole that is Yharnam in the eyes of Doctor Plague. This story takes place 5 years after the end of the last one.
The Sun was begininng to set, and Plague knew it would be very long before it rose again. As he went out on the streets of Cathedral Ward to consult with the rest of the Choir, he thought about his life since the last Hunt. How he gained infamy, found love then lost it, was sent to the Nightmare, then found love again. As his followers joined him, he heard many interesting conversations. He interupted only once, when he heard them talking about some hunter from the last hunt, Harris or Harry or something (He wasn't completely listening). He …Read more >
My chest still aches from the shot. When I remove my cloak, there's a hole in it. Strangely enough, there is no visible wound. Still, it hurts. It seems when transporting to the ethereal realm, my wounds have been healed by the spirits of the Vileblood. I search around the tidal pool and find some of my belongings. I retrieve my backpack, some blood vial, my dagger, tucked in the manic Choir's garb and Sophia's diary. Poor Sophia. I wonder if I ever meet her again. The light in the beach is too dim so I move towards an eerie light in the nearby fishing hamlet. It rains heavy and I am soaked wet. I tremble because of the cold and the blood loss. The hamlet show little sign of being inhabitted. Some houses are lit with a queer green lantern…Read more >
Harold's Iron Lancers won many battles, conquered many neighboring kingdoms, and had never faced defeat. Its ranks increased from the original 41 soldiers to almost 500 soldiers, about 150 of which were hunters. Harold's friend Zachary was the second-in-command of the unit, and answered to no one except Harold. For almost 10 years, the army was undefeated, feared, and respected. Harold knew that his father would be proud of him.
Outside of battle, Harold and Lydia, the woman who healed Harold after he almost died, formed a relationship. By the time they got married, they had known each other for almost 4 years, and loved each other very much. Harold even moved out of his own house to live with Lydia.
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Three days after the bandit attack, Harold woke up. He thought that he was going to die from his injuries, but he survived.
He woke up in a room that he didn't reconize, so he started frantically looking around. After a few seconds, he heard a female voice say, "You've been asleep for quite a while." Harold instantly looked to his right, and saw a very pretty woman standing there. She was wearing a black dress, a gray scarf on her head, and had alot of jewelry. She was smiling at Harold. Harold was not even scared by the fact that he woke up in a strange place anymore.
"Where am I? How did I get here? Why am I alive?" Harold asked her.
"You are safe. I found you passed out in the woods, and brought you here to heal your wounds." She replie…Read more >
After leaving the farm where he spent almost his entire life, Harold headed to the nearest town. All that he brought with him was a journal, his satchel, blacksmith hammer, a small picture book, and about 900 gold coins. When he arrived at the town, he immediately headed for the port. To board the ship to Yharnam, it cost 400 gold. Harold had never been on a ship before, so he was fascinated to board one. He decided to stand on the deck of the ship so that he could get a nice view of the sea. The ship set sail about 20 minutes after Harold boarded. When the ship started moving, Harold did look back, nervous that he might never see his family again, or if they would even welcome him back. Despite this, Harold knew that he made the right cho…Read more >
This is the story of a man named Harold Jenkins. A fearless soldier, master blacksmith, compulsive gambler, and an alcoholic, his story is one of tragedy, courage, and atonement of past sins. And so, our story begins.
Harold Jenkins was born in a faraway land to his father, Strider, and his mother, Samantha. He was raised on a wheat farm, and learned many things. His father was a great blacksmith, and Harold was his assistant. Harold's mother taught him how to plant wheat, plow fields, and cook. Harold's uncle, Gregory, was a silversmith, and taught him how to make silver jewelry. The first 15 years of Harold's life was a very happy time.
But then a great tragedy started. Strider and Samantha fought constantly, and Harold knew that it woul…Read more >
A sudden flash of light overwhelming my senses followed by a deafening thunder. Then everything fade to grey. No more gunfire, no more snarls of beasts, no more screams of folks. For a while, there was only silent and the blurring images of the surrounding. I tried to make a sound but no one heared me. Slowly, my senses come back, followed by pain and agony. My chest convulses in pain and I'm choked of my breath. The lightning strike must have paralyzed me. With much difficulty, I look around only to see my companion being slaughtered to the last one. Tears swell up my eyes. Soon, a duo of Healing Church hunters are approaching me.
" This one is still alive" One says.
" Not long. Hey! I know this girl. She's the countess!" replies the othe…Read more >
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Drip... Drop... Drip... Drop
My blood is flowing drop by drop to the bucket sits below. My vision is dim, I feel sleepy and cold. Every time I take bloodletting, it takes me several days to get well again.
" Is this really necessary? I want to fight alongside with you tonight."
" It is, dear." Sophia comes at me with a heavenly smelling dish of turnip soup. "This is the only way to expel gained blood. And this will warm you up, dear"
" It won't go to waste, dear." Says James with a squeezy smile " We will drink your blood up and raise our cup for your health!"
Sophia hisses at him while I force a smile to his joke. Ever since I drank the blood leaked from the breaking wheel of the church executioner, that cursed blood has been made into my st…Read more >
The extravagant carriage finally wheeled to a stop in the stables. I dragged my “passenger” out of the carriage and into the frost filled world that was Castle Cainhurst. He was dropped uncerimonially to the snow. Before I could draw the breath to scream at them servants had already whisked him away. Satisfied and a subtle pressure lifted off my chest. I turned to look at the fine breed Cainhurst horses. The majestic beasts loomed abnormally high over me, their black coat streaked with white and as usual I could not see the breaths it made, my own however was melting the snow on its coat leaving the Onyx skin black. I then left the servants to their purpose and walked through the great gate into the courtyard.
Yard servants unlike other se…Read more >
Doctor Plague sat up, having just woke up in this strange place. He stood up, very annoyed that he's once again woken up in a strange place he didn't know. He surveyed his surrondings, seeing that he seemed to be in Cathedral Ward, but there were rocky spires everywhere. He walked around and saw nothing but beasts. He switched his sword to war pick mode and fell apon them. After the following bloodbath, he looked up and saw hunters looking at him in horror. He saw Gascoigne, Henryk, Jason, and that one jerk named James. They were looking at his handiwork and him in horror. "Well gentlemen," Plague said,"It would seem that we are in a familiar situation. So we know how this is going to end. With you standing behind me, or laying facedown in…Read more >
Rain, an commodity I was not used to bore into my Yahar'gul garb, the dark suit was for camouflage against the dark night. As well as marking my purpose, Abduction.
Lately, the Crows have been targeting Cainhurst and the king was sure that it was the hand of executioners. Executioners I snarled in disgust hypocrites was what they were, them and the healing church. But now was not the time for distractions I glanced at the moon with the same kinship that all hunters share “At least you understand” I thought. But of course there was no answer. I dropped from my perch from a noble home’s railing the residents inside the bedroom had no idea I was there, but of course a hunter never reveals his presence we work under the cover of night, how it …Read more >
Tonight the moon hangs low. The silver ray penetrates the thin layer of cloud and leaves a moonlight shadow on the roof of the old cathedral. Here and there, in the bushes, fireflies illuminate the dark, radiates a soothing layer of light.
The children are sleeping soundly in their mothers' arms and the streets are filled with the jorgot snoring. The sounds of the crickets and cracking of fire in some house chimneys in the early spring weave a peaceful canvas of a bountiful countryside. Perhaps, this peace is what one would yearn for.
The look can be pleasing, yet so deceiving. Tomorrow night, when the moon is full and the church rings it great bell to mark the hunt has begun, the street will be filled only with gore messes, horror and madn…Read more >
Only recently did I remember about the very famous and much sought out "Out of Shape" Gems, or in short, OOS gems.
This got me thinking. Why are there no Droplet OOS Gems?
And that's when it hit me. Droplet gems are EXCLUSIVE to the vanilla game, and there are only two ways to acquire them:
- by crushing the Tear Stone or Red Jeweled Brooch, which will give the unique the Blood Gems
- by farming the Winter Lanterns
There is an interesting connection here between Droplet Gems and the Doll. It's really weird, but i thought i mention it, people might find it interesting.
I've also NEVER seen any low level Droplet Gem btw. If anyone has any information on Droplet Gems, please let me know.Read more >
Blood is dripping from the hanged man's body into the bucket below.
The oozing sweet, sweet blood. The hypnotic rhythm of the dripping blood is so appealing to the denizens of the night, such as me. I put my finger on a blood drop that drip outside of the bucket and put it into my mouth. A strange euphoria runs through my mind and stops as quickly as it arises leaving me crave for more.
It didn't take long to turn me native. When one takes blood ministration, they want the next, and after the second, they can't stop thinking of getting the third. No surprise that most Yharnamites are heavy users of blood. Sooner or later, we will all become flesh-hungry beasts.
"Drink it, Luna. Don't refuse yo…Read more >
This night was different. Doctor Plague had felt it since the beginning. It all started going downhill when Gascoigne came into the lab stark-raving mad. He yelled random phrases about blood then ran out, heading to the Tomb of Oedon. Plague didn't want Gascoigne threatening his operation so he sent Henryk to calm him down, or put him down. Neither had returned. Jason had turned into a horrifying Cleric Beast. Before Plague could calm him down, he had jumped over the wall onto the Great Bridge. Amelia was all he had left, and he might have even lost her. He had told her to follow him to his laboratory, where she would be safe during the hunt. But she insisted on retreiving her Gold Pendant from the Grand Cathedral. He couldn't tell her oth…Read more >
Yharnam, the city of wonders. Far and wide is this city renowned for its miraculous Blood Healing, and from far and wide do people come to the city because of it. Some of the people who come to this god forsaken city are doctors, come to see if there is any credence to the rumors. Others come on pilgramage, worshipping the blood as a gift from god and visiting the city from which it comes. And yet others come in hopes of recieving it, to heal an ailment for which there is no other cure. The last is why I came here. What ailed me had no name, no man alive knew what it was.
I visited every man I could, every Doctor, every Priest, but none could help me. No one knew what plagued me. I was desperate. I've never …Read more >
I'm walking along the path of the central square. My chiffon dress's fluttering with each step. A flawless lady as they see me, a blood-thirsty shameless inhuman creature as I see myself.Though it's midday, Yharnam isn't a safe place for strangers like me. Yharnamites don't talk much, they don't share much. For they cannot do otherwise. The city is far from its golden age. A coach is about to leave the city. People are abandoning Yharnam. But not all of them are people, not anymore. Those who comes to Yharnam for a cure, come back only to find themselves something else, more than human, and human no more.
A month ago, I travel to Yharnam with my guards and a handful amount of other sickly travellers of all sort. A beautiful young countess …Read more >
As the individual known as Doctor Plague rose in infamy, his methods changed. He started to send his hunters to not only kill the diseased, but also to kidnap whoever they could. He would then study them in his laboratory, after he put them out of their misery of course. One day he was approached by a man who introduced himself as a member of the Choir. "For a member of the choir, he has a horrid voice." Plague thought as the man continued speaking. He was offering Plague an advanced laboratory, as well as the full resources of the Healing Church. All he had to do in return, was share his research of the plague with them. He agreed to the terms. Doctor Plague could have whatever building, in Cathedral Ward of course, he chose to act as his…Read more >
My coat is soaked in putrid, black blood, with only the light of the sunset reflecting off of its slick surface. In one hand I grip my trusty hunter axe, the closest thing I have to a friend in this living hell. My heavy breath forms small white puffs in the early winter air.
I throw my nervous look on the narrow street. There's no one left. I drag my wounded leg to a corner near the burning corpse of a beast patient and bring out a Blood Vial from my jacket.
The needle hurts me a bit but thankfully the bitemark heals and the pain is gone partially. Not that the pain is relieved, a euphoria comes to me as the stench of blood hits my nose. For a moment, all I can think of is the sweetness of the blood dripping from the bodies lying nearby.
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The man woke up in a field of strange white flowers. He could not remember who he was, how he got here, or why he was wearing a strange mask. He got up and walked up a path to a strange building. On a ledge outside he found a well dressed doll. He inspected it but came to no conclusion other than that it was nothing but fine craftmanship. Proceeding, he met an old man who introduced himself as Gehrman."So, you're the new hunter eh? What's your name?" to which the man replied, "I have no memory or answer for you regarding either. But I seem to be wearing this mask." Gehrman nodded,"It is the mask of a plague doctor, so you're either a member of the Church, or an insane person. But that's none of my business, get some decent attire and hunt …Read more >
Evening folks, Krimzon here. I would like you all to please pay close attention to this post.
I have now begun something that is going to be quiet hard and tedious which is: organizing the bloody freaking Blood Gems.
No, not the main page that tells you how it works, because THAT is already done, you can see for yourselves.
What I'm doing is something that is absolutely maddening and insane, the ACTUAL pages with all the different Blood Gems in the game. How am I to achieve that? Simple. A long time ago in the earlier days of the wiki, some madman almost created a page for every single Blood Gem in the game. This was and still is a bad idea, because the Gems have a ton of different potential names, not only do they have at least three differe…Read more >
This is just the story of my hunter, so please don't judge me.
Jack had come to the strange city in order to be cured of a strange plague. The plague had claimed his family, but he would make damn sure it wouldn't claim him as well. The doctor lady, Iosefka he was sure she called herself, had him fill out a contract for a strange process called Blood Ministration. As he sat on the operating table a strange looking old man came in on a wheelchair. The man hooked up a mechanism filled with blood to the IV needle linked to his arm."This city is filled with mystery and sickness," the man mumbled."But maybe you can solve it with the help of some good Yharnam blood." As the blood entered his system, Jack passed out.
When he awoke, the room was dar…
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Bloodborne so far is one of the best game I have ever play.
The first impression the game gave me is its Victorian design. The city is so pretty yet somehow dreadful. I have played Devil May Cry series and been in love with the Gothic design. However, in DMC, I dominated. I don't have to worry about a demon pop out of nowhere and rekt me. But in Bloodborne, however, every step must be taken carefully.
Yharnam is big and it gives you the dreadful feeling of a soon dead town. The cityare still lighted. But the source of light mostly comes from the burning coprse of its citizen.
A ghost town and its denizens... kind of remind me of Rapture in Bioshock 1. The horror and the dread come from the fact that the creatures or whatever you fight were th…Read more >
Hellllo my name is Gabriel and this is my social security # (Got u there didnt I? ;) )
Bloodborne is not the only game I play, and it's not the only thing I do, I'm a weebo so, that might explain why nightcore is in my name
I am a general cringe meme sponsor, I'll post my favorites soon.(here's one to get you started)
Keep in mind I'm not smarter than the average Asian but I am told I have a different view than most people. I'll post my own theories and I'll be glad to try and diss yours. Also if the picture Isn't loading, keep in mind I've never done stuff like this before sorry
Let's have some fun!! ("Maniacal Laughter")Read more >
These videos are collected from Youtube, not mine :)Read more >
Yes yes, I know that this question has been asked before, but im bored and am gonna ask it again. If you were to make a new weapon for Bloodborne, what would it be?Read more >
Excuse for my poor English :)
As far as we know, there are several Great Ones in the game
Cannon: Moon Presence , Kos, Mergo's Wet Nurse, Ebrietas, Amygdala
Non-canon: Brain of Mensis
Anyway, every great one is unique, and those who associated with these Great One are affected by these great one as well.
The Choir are tied with Ebrietas, and we can see the kins in the Cathedral Ward : they are slug like. I can list several kins that are associated with Ebrietas : Celestial Child, Celestial Minion , Celestial Emissary, even the Brainsucker. Don't you see they have something in common?
The kins that related to Kos... Or some say Kosm : Snail Woman, Snail Scolar - yes, these guys! We all know that Byrgenwerth scholars were the murderers t…Read more >
Here is the bosses I defeated on my first playthrough and how many times I died to each boss.
Cleric Beast: 1 death
Father Gascoigne: 7 deaths
Blood Starved Beast: 0 deaths
Vicar Amelia: 8 deaths
Shadows of Yharnam: 3 deaths
Rom, the Vaccuous Spider: 5 deaths
Darkbeast Paarl: 0 deaths
The One Reborn: 1 death
Micolash, Host of the Nightmare: 3 deaths
Amygdala: 1 death
Mergo's Wet Nurse: 7 deaths
Celestial Emissary: 2 deaths
Ebrietas: 1 death
Martyr Lagarious: 0 deaths
The Witches of Hemwick: 0 deaths
Gehrman, the First Hunter: 12 deaths
Moon Presence: 4 deaths (5 if you count me letting it kill me so i can buy the Burial Blade)
Tell me how you fared against the bosses during your first playthrough, and who your favorite and least favorite bosse…Read more >
Hey there beautiful users of our wonderful wiki!
I'm bearing great news as I have recently got my hands on the entire digital copy of The Old Hunters Collector's Edition guide.
It was all on an image format and I had to PAINSTAKINGLY save each image one by freaking one, number them so they would get organized, and in the end I've created a PDF version of it as well, to help those who want an easier way to read it and find specific pages.
BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE!
You see, I had found some time ago, the digital copy of '"'Bloodborne Official Artworks", all in image format (which I also converted to PDF so you can read if you like, just a small bonus honestly), and also the first Bloodborne Collector's Edition Guide (Admittedly, this one has a much…Read more >
I thought they would reveal Bloodborne 2 at E3 ... Alas, they don't.Read more >
Hello folks, I would like if anyone who has a strong will, to start helping me give the the correct values of defense and resistance for each individual piece of attire.
I will be doing this later, but if anyone can help out in this, I'd be glad, this is a lot of information and takes sometimes so i would truly appreciate it.
Just go play Bloodborne, check the attire pieces and put their values in the pages, it's not really that hard, but it takes a while.
I'd ask you to just deal with the values of INDIVIDUAL pieces of attire. I will place the combined values of all pieces into the Attire Sets.
Also, most of these values are only missing from DLC attires, like the Maria Hunter Set, Harrowed Set, etc. Don't put any more information that you have…Read more >
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