If Elden Ring is known for the scope and scale of the Lands Between, where each new horizon genuinely presents breathtaking new vistas; then the beauty of Bloodborne's Yharnam lies in the complete opposite. The old blood runs thick, and it's poured from the tip of the layered city's cathedrals to collect and congeal across the cobbles, leaving our hunters to hazily wade through the terrors that come with it.
Fittingly, it's a struggle to stay above the violence and not just to suffocate in it. As we ascend through the cathedral district – many detours to fouler depths in between – we fight just to take a one breath of air above the cloying, dank, Gothic city. And, well, avoiding spoilers – what we find up there goes to show that no matter how high we climb we are always beneath. Some nightmares you can't wake up from. Some you are born into.
