Man, diving into the lore of the first hunters always gives me chills! From what I've pieced together across games like 'Bloodborne' and myths, they were likely warriors or outcasts who took up arms against supernatural threats when no one else would. The aesthetic of grizzled veterans wrapped in tattered cloaks, wielding saw-cleavers under a blood-red moon? Iconic. But what fascinates me more is how different cultures frame them—sometimes as noble protectors, other times as cursed madmen.
In 'Bloodborne', for instance, the hunters are tied to the Healing Church’s experiments, transforming from healers to beasts themselves. There’s this tragic irony in their backstory: they’re both the cure and the disease. Meanwhile, folklore like Witcher tales paints them as mutants, bred for the job. It’s wild how these stories all circle back to the same theme—humans pushing limits until they become the monsters they fight. Makes you wonder if hunting’s ever really just about saving others, or if it’s always a bit about the thrill.