Hunted Predator [DISCONTINUED]

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There is something we call a split

If this is seen during our early years of hunting, it is considered the hunter is struggling a bit weak and unreliable to perform

However if one witness it after years of their hunting they are considered broken

Splits usually occur in our minds when our fragile nature decides to intrude during our hunting, inquiring of what we do is the right thing, while our desire fights back, begging for more. Many have ended up anxious and lost and with completely different personalities, as well as losing their minds.

Honestly, I would not be shocked if they tried attacking one of us as well. There are rumours about it going on but I tend not to dwell on it. It gets frustrating

This curse sure is a nightmare and hell

It had been bestowed on us ever since one of us had wrong the other with more power, "truly" was an act of our wrongdoings

The pleasure we obtain from this is simply a dystopia made in our heads, believing that consuming what we desire in a man is the only good thing left for us behind

I have seen many lose their minds due to the splits, although they do not physically show it, we can see their mental state slowly be eaten away, growing wilder and wilder until their thoughts have been entirely replaced with a different ideology, by consuming whatever comes within their path for all they see in human is their flesh which becomes their desire

We do not intend to eat any human we feast our eyes on. That is why we are also called The Picky Ones. We consume a feature or ability a human usually would hold pride in such as their face, their personality or so.

While the one with splits would at the first feast on what they envy of a person, slowly reaching to the extent they want their whole, holding on to whatever excuse they may have to eat them.

Transforming into the Hopeless.

For there is no hope left for them to be saved. They shall perish by their insanity eating them away.

These are the ones you may have to be most careful of. Although you may fail to notice it, there is a subtle change in their perspective, on how they walk, talk, or even cast eyes on a person.

Think about it like a man who sought to hunt you down. But their presence never fails to make you comfortable. Never

But oh how they make you feel like they are the only ones left for you in the world, that they are there only one in your darkest nights, how they shine as a bright beacon in your abyss

But only that the beacon glows deep red

Although I am no one to assist you. My, I doubt you even believe me for a second.

But I shall tell you this.

No one is sure why they do so but The Hopeless make it evident that they find it pleasing to the bone, seeing a person's happiness at a peak be crumbled to grief and despair

You may be wondering why am I telling you all of this? What would you sincerely gain from me?

Well...

We are aware of all about you so it is only fair we remind you about our existence once more

After all, it is like how you have stated

Keep your friends close, but enemies even closer.

I believe now is the time you may need more use of this enemy than ever.