Fear the old blood.
In the end, every last one of them burned.
A hunter must hunt.
The night is long, and the hunt is endless.
Beasts all over the shop.
The password. Fear the old blood.
We are born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood.
A hunter is a hunter, even in a dream.
Ahh, you were at my side, all along…
Seek paleblood to transcend the hunt.
The sky and the cosmos are one.
Tonight, Gehrman joins the hunt…
Prepare yourself for the worst, there are no humans left.
Madness awaits you.
Be wary of long-fingered men.
Do you hear whispers of the sea?
Death is but a temporary setback.
The nightmare swirls and churns unending.
The old blood calls me.
Kos, or some say Kosm…
The sweet blood, oh it sings to me.
The moon is close. It will rise once more.
Let us cleanse the streets of filth.
The night is young, and the blood moon looms.
We all pray to escape this nightmare.
By the gods, fear it, Laurence.
Our thirst for blood satiates us.
The Hunter’s Dream is close, take solace there.
Have you found Hunter Badge?
The Healing Church, and the Blood Ministers, who belong to it, were once guardians of the hunters.
Wondrous soul therefore treasure hunter.
Beasts, on the contrary, are honest creatures.
Coldblood, do you need something?
Seek paleblood to transcend the hunt.
You may think it all a mere bad dream.
We are thinking on the broader scale.
Leave the hunting of hunters to me.
Do you know of any safe places?
Oh to escape this dreadful Hunter’s Dream!
Paleblood, you say?
Oh Amygdala, oh Amygdala…
Master Willem was right.
Behold! A Paleblood sky!
Seek the Nightmare newborn.
Seek the Old Blood.
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