The Throne of Want, hidden deep in Drangleic Castle, guarded by two fearsome warriors and a fragment of the monster of the abyss, had been conquered. The Throne of Want had been captured, and now, the curse of the Undead was to be broken for some time, before another poor soul had to come and replace me. I was the strongest Undead, I had the strongest soul, successfully taking down the Ivory King, the Slumbering Dragon, Sinh, and the legendary traitor Raime. I've died over and over again, I've been forced to repeat my steps in a mixture of anger and sadness, slowly going insane all the while, and now.. it was finally over..
I stepped across the backs of the constructs made by the king of Drangleic and into the Throne of Want, I took my seat and watched as the doors closed. The Throne flashed with a blind light, blinding me for the longest time. I felt a burning sensation start from my hands, then go to my elbows, shoulders, I felt it consume me, then, it stopped. My vision returned to me, and I was on a courtyard that had been charred. I sat up and looked around, several teenagers stood around the charred area, looking at me curiously. "What in Vendricks' name?" I spoke to myself, then stood up.
I stepped out of the charred zone and onto the statue construction behind me, standing on top of it, I raised my hand and all of the teenagers turned towards me. "People! I wish you no harm! I am the Chosen Undead, Haval Gorig! I come from the land of Drangleic, and I am in search of a cure to break the curse of the Undead! Now, if any of you are willing to help me, where am I?" The teenagers looked at me in confusion, as an older man ordered me off the statue. As I hopped down, several people with strange objects in their hands surrounded me. The man waved his hand downwards and the people lowered their strange weapons.
"You have demolished our courtyard, spooked our students, and are trespassing on private property. Yet, I will not charge you for any of these offenses, I wish only for an explanation." I nodded as the man directed me to follow him. I followed him to a building with spinning objects above us, where he directed me to sit in a chair in front of a desk. "Now, your name is.. Haval, correct?" I nodded. "Why are you here?"
"Sir, I come from the land of Drangleic, I am in search of a cure for the curse of the Undead, a disease which causes the people infected with it to die repeatedly, losing their mind and sanity in the process. I was at Drangleic Castle in the Throne of Want, I had just beaten the valiant guardians and sat in the throne, and ended up here." I explained, I took off my helmet, revealing a scarred face ripe with wounds and scorch marks. I had brown eyes, black hair, and no physical abnormalities other than my injuries. I was known as a Lion Knight in my home of Forossa, a group of the most viscous knights known for their nimble two-handed swordplay, known for devoting ourselves to Faraam, the God of war.
The man nodded and took a sip of a brown liquid, then placed the cup back down on the desk and started interrogating me further. "My name is Professor Ozpin, this is Beacon Academy, and you are on the planet of Remnant on the continent of Vytal, in the city and kingdom of Vale. Where are you from?"
"I originate from Forossa, Sir. Forossa was destroyed, though, due to constant conflict with our neighbors. I was a Lion Knight of Forossa, devoted to my god Faraam." He nodded.
"What is this strange weapon you have here?" He pointed to my Majestic Greatsword. I drew my sword and stood up, holding it in my left hand.
"This is the Majestic Greatsword, wielding by Drangleic knight Raime in his service to King Vendrick." He smiled, then nodded.
"Show me what you can do with it, Mr. Gorig." I bowed, then swung my sword around with only my left hand, then both my hands. I turned to him and saw his smile fade. Using only my left hand, I spun around with the sword quickly, finishing two spins in a second. I turned back to him and saw him raise his brow. Turning back around, I jumped high into the air, then flipped and slammed my sword against the ground. He called me off and told me to sit back down. "That was impressive. Mr. Gorig, how old are you?"
I tilted my head at such a strange question, he wasn't going to send me back to the bonfire? Ask me to give him souls for some silly Human Effigies or some magic I didn't need? "Despite all of my peers being many years older than me, I am 19." He nodded, then pulled out some strange square object and began hitting buttons on it.
"Professor Goodwitch? Please transport our visitor to containment until I can figure out what to do with him." Closing the object, he put it on his desk. "Do not worry, Mr. Gorig, no harm will come to you." I nodded and waited for my new friend to accompany me to my cell, when she arrived, I grabbed my helmet and put it on, then followed the lady to my cell, which I was stuck inside for many hours. I decided to check my inventory and equipment.
"99 Lifegems, 12 Estus, 8 Poison Moss.. wait.. where are all of my souls?" I looked around my inventory for my souls, no Dragonrider Soul, no Soul of a Great Hero, no nothing! Even stranger, my soul counter read '-'. I had all of my other items, 43 Holy Water Urn, 21 Black Firebombs, hell, I even had my Sunlight Blade miracle, just no souls. On a hunch, I scrolled down my menu, and, to my surprise, the Dark Sign had been removed! Does this mean that I had found the cure? I cheered a bit, then unequipped everything in my hot bar except for my Estus Flask and Lifegems.
Finally, I removed my Majestic Greatsword and replaced it with a Dagger, then exited my inventory, rolled up my sleeve, and made a short cut along my arm. I sheathed my Dagger, then used a Lifegem, which, thankfully, still worked. My wound began to close, and the pain began to subside. It was now time to wait. I pulled off my helmet and placed it beside me. "I wonder what they'll do to me.." I thought aloud. Perhaps they would kill me, after all, in Drangleic, no one can be trusted. Perhaps they'll let me run free. Perhaps they'll tutor me, after all, didn't they say this was an academy? I think there was one back in Vinheim, although I could never attend it. What ever they planned to do to me, I was anxious to find out.