Princess Celestia could only stare in amusement at the scene that was unfolding in front of her. There was Twilight, who was freaking out about the creature in front of her. There was Mr. Quill, who was trying to calm her down. And there was the creature in question, who was watching the scene unfold as well, just like she was.
“Ms. Sparkle, please calm down,” Mr. Quill said, sweat dripping down his forehead as he held his hooves up as way to calm her down.
“I am calm!” Twilight retorted, her eyes darting around the storage room. “But it’s kind of weird; finding one of your oldest friend—no offense—talking to a creature that is over twice his size and carries a humongous blade!”
Mr. Quill let out a nervous chuckle, looking back at Gehrman, who was watching him, curiosity filling his eyes. Turning back to Twilight, Mr. Quill cleared his throat. “Mr. Gehrman and I were just talking about Equestrian magic. He entered my shop and asked a few questions, after that; I went to show him my storage.”
Twilight raised an eyebrow at him, looking closely at him.
Mr. Quill blinked twice.
“Aha!” Twilight said, pointing her hoof at Mr. Quill accusingly. “You’re lying! I know because you told me how to see through ponies’ lies. By looking at their eyes. And you just lied to me!” She said. Turning to her mentor, Twilight’s eyes widened a bit when she saw her mentor walking passed her, her gaze fixed upon the creature that sat behind Mr. Quill.
“Hello,” Celestia smiled, bowing her head respectfully at the creature. “Mr. Gehrman, was it?”
As a reply, Gehrman slowly pushed himself off the floor. His back ached and his bones cracked, but he ignored it. Pain was something he did not care about, for he had been living in pain, ever since the day he became the host of that accursed Hunter’s Dream. Grabbing hold of the hilt of his Burial Blade, Gehrman now stood at his full height. Walking over towards Celestia, with the occasional limping because of his peg leg, Gehrman looked down at her.
“Just Gehrman will do,” Gehrman replied. Even though Princess Celestia was the tallest pony in all of Equestria, Gehrman still towered over her, her horn only reaching the base of his neck. “What is your name?” he asked.
“I am Princess Celestia, co-ruler of Equestria,” Celestia replied, looking up at Gehrman. “Pardon my blunt question, but what are you, if I may ask? I have never seen anything like you, and I know of every race that lives in Equestria.”
Gehrman blinked in confusion, bringing his hand to his mouth, he coughed before replying. “My race is knows as humans,” he replied. “Your highness, I would bow before you, if I wanted. But I simply do not bow for anyone, anymore.” Gehrman said.
These blunt, yet honest words surprised her. But nonetheless, Celestia respected his words. “That is… understandable, I think,” she replied, taking a quick glance at Mr. Quill. “Mr. Quill, would you be as kind as to tell us how Gehrman ended up in your shop?”
Mr. Quill nodded. “Well in all honesty Princess, he just appeared here. He wasn’t in here when I checked the storage minutes before I opened the store. He couldn’t have entered through the windows,” he said, turning his head sideways and looking at one of the windows in question. “Because he would not have been able to fit through them.”
“So you’re saying he just ‘appeared’ in your storage, without you noticing him?” Celestia asked, kind of stating the obvious.
Mr. Quill nodded. “Indeed he did,” he replied, looking up at Gehrman. “I was scared—no, frightened at first. But then we actually started talking about Equestria’s magic,” he said, looking at the book Gehrman had grabbed from one of the bookshelves in his storage; a few hours ago. “And it turns out I judged him because of the way he looks. Because in all honesty, Mr. Gehrman is a very nice man.”
“Man?” Twilight asked, giving Mr. Quill a look of confusion.
“That’s what he said to me,” Mr. Quill said, turning his head to Twilight. “As I recall, Mr. Gehrman told me he was a very ‘reasonable man’.”
Celestia returned her gaze to Gehrman, to inspect every aspect of his features. There was no fur on him whatsoever, except for a white colored mane that was partially covered by a top hat. He had wrinkles all over his face, and his eyes were a bit off. They were quite small, compared to a ponies’ eyes. But the fact that he was even taller than she was, made her feel a bit uneasy, standing in front of something she had never heard of.
“Is something the matter, your highness?” Gehrman asked, a hint of concern in his voice.
Celestia shook her head. “I’m fine,” she smiled at him. “So, where are your from, Gehrman?”
“Yharnam, your highness,” Gehrman replied.
“Yharnam?” Celestia repeated, looking at Gehrman with a skeptical look. “I have never heard of that kingdom before.”
Gehrman, in return, gave Celestia a look of confusion. “Surely you must have heard of Yharnam? Home of blood ministration, and the Healing Church.”
“I have never heard of said kingdom, Gehrman,” Celestia replied, glancing down at her student. “Have you, Twilight?”
Twilight shook her head. “There are no books in the library stating that there is a kingdom called Yharnam in Equestria.” Twilight looked at Mr. Quill. “Have you ever heard of this ‘Yharnam’, Mr. Quill?”
“Can’t say I have,” Mr. Quill replied, closing his eyes and letting out a sigh. “Listen I would love to stay here and chit chat a little longer, but I am very tired and--.”
“We will take our leave, immediately,” Celestia cut him off. “Gehrman, would you like to go to Canterlot castle with us? I have a few questions I want to ask you.”
“Of course, your highness,” Gehrman replied. Kneeling before her, Gehrman turned around to face Mr. Quill. “I thank you for you hospitality, I am in you debt. If you ever need help, feel free to contact me.” Gehrman said as he bowed his head.
Mr. Quill nodded his head, a small smile making its way up to his lips. “Thank you, Mr. Gehrman, and I apologize for my rude behavior from before.”
“There is no need to apologize,” Gehrman said as he stood at his full height again. “I will gladly accompany you to your castle, Princess.” He said, turning to Celestia.
Princess Celestia nodded her head in appreciation. Turning to Mr. Quill, she spoke four words that made him one of the happiest unicorns in all of Equestria. “Your bookshop is safe,” she smiled at him. Taking quick glances at her student and Gehrman, Celestia closed her eyes and concentrated her thoughts on the place she wanted to go to. Within the blink of an eye Twilight, Celestia, and Gehrman were gone. Leaving Mr. Quill to himself.
“Gehrman,” Mr. Quill said, chuckling slightly. “To think I thought ill of you, when in truth; you were… a friend.”
Princess Celestia, Twilight, and Gehrman all appeared in Canterlot’s throne room, startling two pegasi guards who were guarding the entrance from inside the throne room. The guards, noticing their Princess, bowed their heads respectfully.
“Your majesty,” one of them said, looking up at her. “We did not expect you to return so early,” his eyes were now fixed upon Gehrman. “You brought company, your majesty?”
Princess Celestia nodded her head. “Indeed I did,” she replied, turning her head to Gehrman. “Would you two kindly tell my sister; that her sister requests her presence in the throne room.”
The two guards saluted and turned around, leaving the throne room and closing the doors behind them.
Celestia watched in slight amusement as she saw how Gehrman was observing every aspect of her throne room. “Gehrman?” Celestia asked, getting his attention.
“Yes, your highness?” Gehrman said, turning his head to her. “What is it?” he asked politely.
“My sister will be joining us soon, and I think that my young student,” Celestia said as she looked down at Twilight. “And I have some questions for you.”
“I will be happy to answer them, your highness,”” Gehrman replied, smiling at the Sun Princess. Gehrman looked down at his peg leg. His peg leg did a good job resembling his missing foot. But it was nothing compared to the real deal. He wiggled his peg leg a bit, unintentionally getting the attention of Celestia.
“Does it hurt? Would you like to sit down?” Celestia asked in her usual soothing voice. “Please,” she said, walking over to Gehrman and draping her wing around his shoulder. “You can take a seat on my throne. It’s not something I let everypony do, but for you, I will make an exception.”
“I cannot do that. The throne is meant for royalty and nobles, and I am no noble. Far from it.” Gehrman replied, shaking his head dismissively. “It would be a disgrace, letting a person like me sit on your throne.”
“And why would it be a disgrace?” Celestia asked, confusion clearly present in her voice. “From what I’ve heard and seen so far, you seem like a very kind and honest man.”
“Words and looks can be deceiving, your highness,” Gehrman retorted, tightening his grip around his Burial Blade. ‘It was all our fault, Laurence. That damned excursion into the old labyrinths should have never happened.’
Celestia raised an eyebrow at his statement. Words and looks can be deceiving? Was he implying that he had been lying to her? To Mr. Quill? Deciding not to go deeper into the subject, Celestia asked him another question.
“Do you know where you are, exactly?”
Gehrman shook his head. “I do not. I have never seen or heard of talking equines before, nor have I ever heard of this ‘Canterlot’ you speak of.” He replied, looking down at his Burial Blade. ‘Should I ask her? Should I?’
“Gehrman, if there is something you wish to tell me. Now would be the time,” Celestia said, looking at Gehrman with a stern expression. Celestia treated everyone with kindness. If they needed help, she would do her best to give said help. But there are a few things she dislikes. And one of those things; was lying.
“Your highness, if you have never heard of Yharnam, then there is nothing to be told,” Gehrman retorted. “Where am I, your highness? Where has the moon sent me to? Has the dream not come to an end?” he asked, his eyes filled with fear.
“You are in Equestria. A magical land that is inhabited by many different kinds of species, but mostly ponies. I do not know where this Yharnam you speak of is located. Wherever you thought you were, is not where you are.” Princess Celestia replied.
“I… do not understand. The hunt is over. The night has come to an end. Does that mean he succeeded into doing the impossible?” Gehrman said to himself, sheathing his Burial Blade into its sheath.
“Who is ‘he’ and what ‘hunt’ are you talking about?” Celestia asked, slowly backing away from him.
“I am free,” Gehrman whispered to himself.
“He’s clearly out of his mind, Princess,” Twilight said, taking a quick glance at Gehrman. “He doesn’t know where he is. He’s talking about some kind of hunt. And he claims to be from a place called Yharnam—which I might add, is nowhere to be found on any maps and--.” Twilight froze mid-sentence, her eyes widening as realization finally hit her. “No way,” she said, looking up at Gehrman. “No way. This can’t be. You don’t exist, only in comic books.”
“Twilight, what are you talking about?” Celestia asked.
“Don’t you get it, Princess? He doesn’t know where he is because he isn’t form Equestria. He isn’t from our planet. He’s an--.”
“Alien.”
Both ponies and human turned their heads towards the source of the voice they just heard. A familiar dark blue Alicorn entered the throne room, her regal yet stern voice echoing through the throne room.
Princess Luna walked towards her sister. Using her magic to close the doors behind her, she turned her head and her gaze fixed upon her sister. “I see,” she said, standing in front of her sister. “So this is why you summoned us,” Luna said, looking at Gehrman.
“Sister, meet Gehrman,” Celestia said.
“Greetings visitor from the stars,” Luna said, bowing her head respectfully. “We are Princess Luna. Princes of the Night and Moon.”
As a reply, Gehrman un-sheathed his Burial Blade and held the tip of his blade to Luna’s neck.
“Spawn of the moon, state your business in this royal castle.” Gehrman said, his eyes burning with rage.
“Uhm, we art… sorry?” Luna asked, sweat dripping down her forehead.
Fun times ahead, it seems.
Yeah, I figured Gehrman would be hostile or at the least wary and distant towards Luna. Given his rather very negative past involving both the moon and being trapped in a dream for who knows how long, it would make sense that he will be rather unappreciative of Luna given both the Moon and dreams are supposed to be her domain. I can see Gehrman refusing to go to sleep for a very long time due to him finally being able to exist in the waking world. One thing I wonder on and worry about in this fic is Insight and its possible implications. Insight in Bloodborne is really only gained from viewing that which drives people mad, when a truth that leaves them feeling so utterly insignificant is laid bare before them. So I wonder, assuming Gehrman has a very high level of Insight, will be able to see things in this world that no others can (or at least without some kind of extensive and powerful spell)? What would happen if anyone in Equestria tried to gain a similar understanding, would it drive them mad since they seemingly lack the proper methods to handle such truths or would their magic somehow be able to compensate for it? Maybe the villain of this fic is someone who already came across such eldritch truths and is attempting some other form of ritual involving the grand scheme of some other Great One, or perhaps one we already know. Maybe Formless Oedon? Perhaps Gehrman comes across some scene of devastation and finds a familiar phrase amongst the wreckage, that being "The sky and the Cosmos are one!" Keep up the good work!
Haha! You just activated my trap card!
This is a crossover of the Metal Gear series, right?
6581196 No, Bloodborne
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6581238 Understatement right there. ;)
For those of you who have played, a reminder of either the most epic or feels fight in the game (at least for me).
I think I will just drop this here and be on my way for now.
6581196 No.
Eh, that bit with Luna at the end should not happen. As in, that was frankly beyond ridiculous. First of all, he has no reason to jump to conclusions from her short introduction. Second, he knows good and well that there's a massive difference between what he has gone through and what ordinary dreams and nights are. Third, he knows what the Moon Presence really is, and what it looks like.
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Yeah, he would not get the two of them mixed up. At all. Ever. Period.
The fact that any of that bit at the end happened at all almost seems like nothing more than a cheap joke saying something like, "Hey, Luna is associated with nights and dreams, and so is the Moon Presence. Sure, they have absolutely nothing in common, but common themes! Do you get it?!"
Sorry, but that just felt very out of place.
6581170 seeing heaven while alive and uninvited... looking into the eyes of faust in the etharel plane... an old ones dreamscape.. the bones of reality... reading a black book.. an analog of the elder scrolls would be some easy way for insanity and insight
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That comparison is an enormous stretch. Yeah, both have a common theme in nights and dreams, but that's were the similarities end. The two of them have an almost infinite number of major differences, and anyone would be able to realize that. Especially someone like Gehrman who is very familiar with just what the Moon Presence is.
As to some big bad showing up, I hope none of that happens. There is plenty of potential conflict from just this premise alone without needing to throw in some cliche boss to fight or other big bad.
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I don't think big-G thinks of Luna as the Moon Precense, he would have called her so if he did.
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In which case it's even more ridiculous because he has even less reason to think she's even slightly related. Nothing Luna does should give him any suspicion that she's even vaguely related to the Old Ones, especially the Moon Presence.
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After that long trapped, his reaction might be a bit on the paranoid side. Most likely they'll talk it all out in the next chapter, though Gherman might not trust Luna instantly.
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I guess I can see that. I just hope it doesn't get dragged out too long.
Somehow, i like to imagine Luna and Gehrman bonding later on in the realm of dreams. Both of them are a bit alike in a few ways. Both fell prey to something that trapped them in their own definitions of a living hellscape. With Gehrman being stuck in the dream to the moon presence, and Luna being stuck at the whims of the nightmare. I can sense a kinship there. And for some reason i can imagine Gehrman fighting the Nightmare if some parts of it remain in Luna's mind and if it decides to rear its head.
"Oh dear oh dear..What was it? The arrogance, jelousy..Or the crippling hate? Bah..it dosen't matter.."
*Gehrman stands up towering over Nightmare Moon*
"It always comes up to the princesses helper to clean up after these sorts of messes..."
*Grabs the handle to the burial blade and in a fluid motion attaches it to the handle on his back*
Tonight...Gehrman buries a relic of the past.
welp luna got alot of explaining to do
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Yeah, they do have quite a lot in common. the only difference is that while they were both trapped in a Nightmare, The Dreamscape in Bloodborne spilled out into the real world. Pockets of reality shifted in ways people would barely notice but it was enough to drive people insane. Luna had it a little easier she just became a nightmare and wasn't trapped in a living hell. I kinda wonder if Luna's Tantabus escaped it would have caused havoc on the world like The Great Ones did to Yarnham.
We don't take kindly to the moon here, mmhm.
Okay, this look interesting... Let's see where this goes~
I´m not sure what to think about it, but it is an interessting type of story, I think I coud like it really much, but I guess I have to wait for one, or two other chapters till I know how much exactly I like it.
6581338 While that is true, Gehrman absolutely fears the moon. The moon granted him his strength, it granted him a purpose. Ever since the Healing Church was founded, the Old Hunter's workshop was not needed anymore. Gehrman felt left out, without a purpose. So he used One Third of an Umbilical Cord to make contact with an Old One. It seems Micholaush and Willem did the same thing, elevating their thoughts to a higher existence. But Gehrman soon regretted that decision, for the Moon Presence trapped him in the Hunter's Dream.
That is why he acted so hostile towards Luna, because he fears the moon itself. Not her.
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Oh, the moon itself was giving him strength? I thought that was the Moon Presence from the start.
6582833 The Moon Presence granted him his wish, the moon itself granted him strength when he needed it. The Moon Presence is just a Great One who ascended into godhood, by elevating its thoughts to a higher existence.
6581346 I'm not saying Gehrman's reaction wasn't an overreaction, and I bet he will be justly rebuked and apologetic in the next chapter, but his history combined with just meeting her and considering he is now dealing with the emotional high of finally being free from the torment that was the Hunter's Dream after so long, I can see how he may be prone to a few overreactions in his current state. I still contest that even after his apologies he will try to do his best to avoid Luna and likely sleep in general for quite some time before he starts to come around.
6582583 Where did you get that conclusion. I'm not saying its wrong, but I thought that in regards to getting the attention of the Moon Presence, Paleblood, it was more or less a collaborative effort between Gehrman and Laurence in an effort to find some other way to deal with the Plague of Beasts and the Hunt itself. Information into the past, as in all FromSoft Souls-type games, is usually left pretty ambiguous and vague in regards to the specifics of what happened. So, in genuine curiosity, how did you get to that conclusion?
6583791 Laurence led the expedition into the old labyrinths. In the cut scene in Bloodborne, when Laurence confronts Master Willem and tells him he ‘must take his leave’, he is actually telling Master Willem that he will always fear the Old Blood, but that he will use it for a greater purpose.
Master Willem thought humanity could be ascend into a next level by elevating their thoughts, while Laurence thought the Old Blood would be a crucial aspect in ascending mankind. Either way, they both went separate ways.
"A great relic, also known as the Cord of the Eye. Every infant Great One has this precursor to the umbilical cord."
"Every Great One loses its child, and then yearns for a surrogate. The Third Umbilical Cord precipitated the encounter with the pale moon, which beckoned the hunters and conceived the hunter's dream." - Abandoned Workshop
"Every Great One loses its child, and then yearns for a surrogate, and Oedon, the formless Great One, is no different. To think, it was corrupted blood that began this eldritch liaison." - Arianna's Child
"Every Great One loses its child, and then yearns for a surrogate. This Cord granted Mensis audience with Mergo, but resulted in the stillbirth of their brains." - Mergo's Wet Nurse
"Provost Willem sought the Cord in order to elevate his being and thoughts to those of a Great One, by lining his brain with eyes. The only choice, he knew, if man were to ever match Their greatness." - Iosefka (imposter)
"Use to gain Insight and, so they say, eyes on the inside, although no one remembers what that truly entails."
All of these lines indicate that you need One Third of an Umbilical Cord to make contact with a Great One. Gehrman, Micholaush and Master Willem all made contact with a Great One.
The plague of the beasts came after the discovery of the Old Blood, when it was already widely spread across Yharnam. The Old Hunter's workshop and the Healing Church were all founded after the spread of the beast plague. Laurence turned into a beast, but much of his past is unclear. I guess it's up to the DLC to fit those missing pieces of the puzzle we all know and love.
The Moon Presence answered to Gehrman’s call because he used a specific umbilical cord. Each umbilical cord differs from one another, and each one summons a different Great One. Though it seems like The Moon Presence was actually hostile towards other Great Ones, as is seen when you kill Mergo’s Wet Nurse. You silence an infant Great One, preventing it from becoming a Great One.
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Not Necessarily. While we know that Luna is a benevolent co-ruler of Equestria who watches over dreams and banishes nightmares, Gehrman doesn't know that; he can't know that, he doesn't have any source to know that.
Take it from his perspective:
He was trapped within the Hunter's Dream for, assumedly, countless years, all the while he fantasizes of being free of it, whether by "waking" or death. He has developed a silent loathing of the creature that has imprisoned him, The Moon Presence, and knows that any hunter who manages to win the battle against the beasts of Yharnam will only end up as another pawn for this creature, so he has taken it upon himself to, regrettably, fight and kill the hunters he mentors to make sure they never suffer the same fate as him.
Not only that, but consider this: He was imprisoned in a enclosed, limited area without food, water, or sleep, or anything to stimulate his senses. Even the scenery would eventually become so familiar and monotonous that the brain would be starved of optical (sight) and olfactional (smell) stimulation. Such sensory deprivation is extremely damaging to one's psyche, capable of instilling life-long psychological trauma or even driving one insane. Such an scenario is damaging to the point that it is even used today as an effective form of torture, known as the White Torture.
Rob Dyke explains it further in his torture episode here at 4:12.
Now look at the present, Gehrman has just recently been killed by his latest hunter pupil and finally been freed from the nightmare that he was imprisoned in for so long. But now he is in a world he doesn't recognize with native creatures he's never seen, and now he is faced with an unkown creature that has power over of the moon and dreams, just like the creature that has tormented him relentlessly for years. For him to distrust or even demonstrate hostility towards such a familiarity is completely natural; it is a instinctual defense against something the brain has been forced to believe as dangerous.
All this considered, his actions are rather mild in comparison to what could've been a fatal first contact for Luna.
Is it an overreaction? Perhaps, but just remember what he's been through, and the kind of consequences it will have on him for the rest of his life.
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6591598 Also, this is a dope-ass analysis.