Hunters Folly

A Borderlands Tale

This story takes place after the events of Guns, Love and Tentacles, and contains spoilers for it and Borderlands 3.

Note

I do not own the characters, setting, nor items used in this story. Nor do I claim to. They belong to Gearbox and whomever else created them. They have been used in good faith, with good intentions, with hopefully evident love and without permission.

This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual people and/or events is purely coincidental. Any comments, derogatory remarks or offensive comments are not intended to be, if a character is saying it, it is being said by that character, and should not be taken personally. Any social message or real world allegory is likely not intended, I'm not that clever. But if you find one you liked, feel free to give me credit anyway.

Warning:

This story contains depictions of violence and gore, strong language including mild sexual references as well as references to assault, and grievous grammatical errors, if any of these things are offensive to you, proceed at your own risk.

Feedback would be greatly appreciated. Though I must ask it be constructive. By all means, hate it, but if you can, don't just write that it sucks, explain what about it you didn't like, or if you did, what that was.

If this brings anyone any joy, that would be great. If someone likes it, it would be fantastic. But in the end, I wrote this for myself. And in that, I am more or less satisfied. There are, of course, sections that I am not one hundred percent satisfied with, but if I try for that, I would never be done.

Please enjoy my contribution to the Borderlands universe.