.:1:.

Is this what being a Hunter was?

Is this what all the fighting, all the training, all the trying was for?

Could (Y/n) even remember their goal anymore?

Or had it been lost in the pool of blood that seemed to follow wherever they went?

[This is a rewrite of 'You're Here' written by yours truly on Quotev under BkupAimz, this story is also posted on Quotev]