Born From Blood

Celestia shook her head a few moments later, giving out a heavy sigh. "No, we don't plan on doing anything of the sort. We've come to apologize."

Apologize?

"Why?" You asked skeptically.

Celestia walked forward a few steps. "You are from another realm entirely, and we do not understand what your realm is like. You're strange to us- psychotic in nature compared to us ponies, but you've proven something. We didn't understand the true extent of your worlds capabilities, and underestimated it severely. Even after seeing your memories, I did not grasp the concept well until we recovered the beast you fought."

Luna nodded, taking a few steps to stand beside her sister. "With how you fought, we assumed you've fought such a thing before. It's deadly in nature, and even with its severe wounds it managed to survive. It's resistant to our magic as well- nothing we tried worked on it. We had to resort to physically hauling the beast to a discrete location."

Celestia sighed, shaking her head. "I'm sorry for not understanding. Twilight came to see you recently but we thought it would be best to keep her away for now. She's in a bit of a... well-"

"Twilight is being Twilight." Nurse Redheart clarified.

Celestia nodded. "Yes. After she explained the incident of what happened at the school- in a very quick and not at all descriptive way- she insisted that she come check on you. That it was her fault for this happening. We assured her that to not be the case."

You leaned your back against the wall, your right foot still dangling off the edge of the bed. You stared at the two Alicorn's for a little while, reviewing every word they said carefully. You eventually spoke. "I'm glad that you both have come to apologize. That's not a common occurrence where I'm from. Yet it still doesn't make me fully happy."

"May I ask what is stopping you from being happy?" Celestia asked cautiously.

"Why the fuck are you keeping that thing alive?"

Both Celestia and Luna looked shocked at your words. You certainly said it with a sharp tone, but you weren't going to sugarcoat things just because they're suddenly apologizing. When they didn't speak, you decided to again. "Keeping that thing alive is a terrible idea. I don't know why you want it alive, but it's not worth it. Experimentation? You'll get yourself killed. Trying to reason with it? You can't reason with a beast formed by the blood. Perhaps you were trying to give it a nice home to live in without bothering anybody? You'll get a restless monster on your hands that will eventually tear through every defense you've got."

"I've fought that thing once before, and it almost killed me. I'm surprised I even got away alive this time. None of you are equipped to fight that thing in case it breaks loose, and I can't help when I'm already struggling with it. You want your world to keep the nice lush colors you've got, right? Then kill the fucking thing."

Luna looked to the floor, whilst Celestia stared at you, her face showing almost no emotion now. She then nodded. "If that's what you think is best, then it will be done. I don't know if I'll ever be able to understand your reasoning for the things you say or the things you do, but I do know they come from experience."

You sighed, shaking your head. "I know I'm a little harsh. I know I'm a little crazy and a little... whatever the hell. But I've been beaten down, again and again, stuck in an endless cycle of nightmares. I then get my head chopped off, and sucked into your world filled with colors I didn't even know existed. And, honestly, one of the first things I thought to myself after experiencing what that town was like was, 'It would be a shame if what happened to my world happened to this one'. Your world is peaceful. It's filled with lightheartedness and caring people. My world is watched over by eldritch gods who plan to make all mortals suffer. I'm not a good person by any means, and I know it may not seem like it but I'm trying to help."

Celestia nodded. "I'm glad. With your fighting skill I would even be hesitant to face you in combat. You battled a creature ten times over your size, without help, and you're looking completely fine. May I ask how that might be?"

You shrugged. "Hunters introduced into Yharnam by blood were always known to heal faster. It's a slow process, but can be accelerated exponentially with blood vials, something I currently lack. We've got all sorts of weird properties, and most of us don't even know why that is. To us, it's just how life is and always has been. There's no reason questioning it if it benefits us."

Nurse Redheart seemed to be paying attention to your words while Luna and Celestia both simply nodded. Celestia turned back to the door, along with her sister. "I would like to continue this conversation at a later date, but I believe it's time for another Princess to visit. Nurse Redheart, would you kindly join me and my sister?"

"Y-Yes, of course!"

Not a moment later, they were gone.

The room fell silent and empty, your head lightly banging against the wall. Not hard enough to hurt yourself of course, but just a light tapping. You looked down at your body. You were naked underneath that makeshift gown you were wearing, but you also hadn't seen your own body like this in what felt like millions of years. Or, what possibly could've even been millions of years. You've always worn that Hunter getup, and you felt odd without it.

Normal, even. A feeling you didn't like.

The world you were surrounded by was filled with color, with light, and with people loving life itself. Nobody here resented it, as far as you could tell. Nobody here wanted to escape to a different world because why would they? The few that do resent this world are the few that don't understand how good they've got it. You wish you could live here- you wish you could simply put down your Kirkhammer and rest for awhile.

But that's not what you are meant to do. It's not what you're meant to be.

You're a Hunter. Nothing more, nothing less. You will always, until your demise someday, a Hunter.

You shook your head. What if you could choose? You had the chance to choose right now, right? Don't retrieve your weapons. Don't retrieve your clothing. Don't retrieve your items. Leave all of that behind and start anew! It's perfectly within reach for you to do. You felt a warmth in your chest thinking about a life like that. A life where happiness wasn't channeling the screams of the damned into strength.

Yet, that warmth turned ice cold a moment later. This world was being invaded by your world. Enemies ranging from a simple Emissary or even a beast like the Darkbeast Paarl. You were a Hunter in a perfect time for Hunting. You wished you didn't have to do it- but you knew you had to. It was your job. It was your duty.

It was your destiny.

"Stuck, no matter where I go."

Your depressive thoughts exploded into a mess when a certain purple alicorn burst through the side-door.

"ANON!"

Sigh.. Now to comfort a crazy purple princess.