Hero: You think I feel good about that? Don't confuse your motivation with mine.The Hunter: You killed my hounds, you bastard.The Hunter: Oh please, you don't really think now's the moment I acknowledge your power and tell you all I know out of sheer respect, do you? I'm dying here, you know.Oh, what fun! Such a shame: cornered by my own game. Hero: I hope your hunting skills are as bad as your jokes.As if their stomachs were black holes, ha-ha. The Hunter: They'll eat it all in one bite.The Hunter: And now, if you'll excuse me, I will feed the remnants of your world to my hounds.The Hunter: Frankly speaking, I don't give a damn.Hero: It stinks to be exterminated, you know.Hero: And you all ignore the fact that we all want to keep on living.Hero: All of you seem to have some wonderful and profound reason to participate in this cataclysm.Hero: I've heard enough of this kind of talk.Not only do you avoid the universal annihilation, but also resist this magnificent undertaking - how's that polite? The Hunter: So don't even talk politeness to me, my little hero.To track down every rebellious bull and shoot it dead. The Hunter: And that is where the hunter comes in.And as you start the culling, a couple of bulls break the fence and run off into the forest. Sometimes the need arises to kill the whole herd in the pen, But not without a reason, of course. The Hunter: And as for you, my little hero.
My loyal hounds like to fool around sometimes. Hero: Not the most polite greeting I've ever heard.And every threat to this world is my prey. I have enough power to feed every piece of it into the black hole this galaxy orbits. And if I can't handle you - oh, I won't let you get this juicy morsel of the universe anyway. Sure, go ahead: my hounds and I are waiting for you. How many aeons ago was it? (Yeah, it's much easier for me to write a rhetorical question in the diary then try to find the actual date.) I shot a few tracer rounds at the impending darkness, and I can tell our meeting is drawing near. Maybe I'm getting paranoid? The hounds have grown since their birth back in. What the hell's happening?! Why does no one notice the stars winking out in the skies? Guess I can't protect them from being morons, unlike everything else. If someone is behind it, they won't be staying there for long. But first I have to deal with this advancing void. I'll try reaching the next galaxy then - I bet they need an idol and protector too. I'll have more spare time once my black-hole pups grow up. But what can you do? Such is the burden of being phenomenal. There's no being that could rival me on any inhabited planets in this galaxy. Of course, there is the occasional risk of hitting a planetoid (useless piles of frozen feces - one day I'll grind them all into dust). Getting from one star to another now takes less than a second. I don't even remember when I became such a powerful bastard. At least some use for that giant piece of shit. So yeah, you got it right - these words are written in its blood. Shot that useless creature in the throat: it was only a waste of carbon anyway (and my time too). Had no ink handy, sadly, so I had to make do. A cosmic leviathan came to devour my planet. That's what I always said - but not every metaphor is destined to become reality. I'm ready to tear out the throat of the biggest baddest beast just to see the admiration in their eyes. Don't miss it! It will be a sight, I promise!" - and so on, you know how it goes. I keep saving this world not because I love the people, but because they love me.
Some people might call me selfish, but hey. With every shot, distracts attackers from himself if they have other targets to attack. In chapter 3, gains a +100% damage buff and heals for 30% max HP each time an ally dies.įills the Hound's attack bar by 50% instead of every 2nd attack. Gets fully healed and a 100% increase to damage after the death of an ally. Only something truly extraordinary would force the Hunter to fight in close quarters - something that would interfere with his usual target-practice style of hunt. His loyal hounds are always there to eradicate the planets that are not worth the gunpowder. His sharp sight allows him to see and track anything immeasurably far, enough to extinguish a star or two with a single sharp shot. The Hunter prowls the cosmos, looking for his prey. The Hunter is the third Boss of Loop Hero, together with his hounds he is tasked to hunt down and destroying any Worlds or Survivors that might have escaped the Lich's Curse.
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