crossed blades the black swordman and the first hunter (berserk)

Chapter I: The unseen journey

Gehrman stood alone, and the area was scary silent. The air has changed, and it has become intense with an unfamiliar smell of foreign land -- a place where its perception extended like the veil between the worlds. And around it, it was a battle remains, the floor is wet with the blood of the dead, and the air cracked by the late screams.

His syth, an extension of his will, the lifetime harvester, felt weird in this new world. It was as if the dyth itself hesitated, cautious about the soil that it's now playing. Gehrman's fingers touched the sythe, he was making sure that it was good.

He drew his attention a sudden steel bluff, he moved for a purpose, and he remembered his old bones. His cape rose behind him, and he left behind the fabric that whispering with the secrets of the dream.

He came out of the shadow of the twisted trees to witness a man trapped in the fight, a single warrior whose hall is in harmony with the flood of the storm. Guts, the black fencer, in the middle of a sea of bodies, and his great sword -- a huge iron board -- stood in his grip easily.

Gehrman approached his calculated and silent steps, the fungal caution of the hunter who watched another predator in his component.

"You use your sword with anger talking about many battles, said, ""Gehrman, and his voice reflects a glimpse of admiration." His words cut the silence that followed the skirmishes, and they reached the ears of the fences.

His courage turned, and his healthy eye evaluated Gehrman with a combination of pledges and mistrust. "And he answered a rough voice like gravel: ""And you carry an unearmarked weapon for human wars." Who are you, stranger, to find your way to this damn place?

"He answered: ""I'm called Gehrman, the first hunter, with a light signal that recognizes the truth in Guts' words." "I don't know how I came here, and I don't understand the nature of this place." However, I stand here, attracted to the smell of blood and battle, like the flaming butterfly.

The courage looked at him for a moment nervous, and his sword was equivalent to the heavy silence between them.

"This is not a place for the carpenters or the weak, Guts finally said, and his voice held the certainty of someone who walked through hell and kept walking." "The enemies here are demons born of the darkness that eats the soul."

"I've faced the darkness before, Gehrman responded, and his eyes narrowed when he met Guts's look." "And I've seen twisted souls into unspeakable horrors." Your demons will not find my ally.

Their exchange was a thin dance -- combining warriors from different worlds, each characterized by their own sign of suffering and endurance.

"If fate has brought me to this place, then I'll look for answers, I'll look for my destiny."

Guts sewed his sword, and his body is still nervous for battle. "If you're looking for answers, follow me." But be careful, the road ahead of you is paved with the bodies of those who sought to challenge the darkness and failed.

Gehrman's response was just a slope in his head. Words were unnecessary. The understanding between them was undeclared -- a bond formed in the crucible of fighting.

As they were going in the dark landscape, the mystery of Gehrman arrival remained a wrapped puzzle in the fog of cross-cutting facts. He thought about the forces that might have pushed him into this horrible story, and his mind tracked the lines of destiny and coincidence that led him to this unexpected alliance.

Gehrman wasn't weird about the mysterious freaks of supreme organisms, and the games they play with human life. However, this displacement was a new thing, and a mystery challenged even his veteran mind. But right now, he called the fishing, and he'll answer, as he did countless times before.

The journey was uncertain, and the destination was unknown. But together, Gehrman and Guts were making a path through the shadows, and their conversation was a slow weave of respect and common purpose, while the story of Berserk reveals, absolutely unabated, and blood-stained.