Souls of The Fading Light

Chapter 0: A beginning and an End

I thank you, Solaire. As I stand before this swirling vortex to a forgotten land, I thank you. For all you have done for me. You were there every time I called out for you. You were a true friend. The battles we fought, the hilariousness of our shenanigans, the life we lived: I am glad you were by my side through it all.

But now...now I must forget. Forget you. Forget Tarkus. Forget Laurentus. Forget HIM. My soul weeps as I unwillingly take a step forward on this accursed ground. It's as if my body has a will of its own, forcing me to accept my fate. I smile as my hands cringe and the pupils of mine eyes expand. Because, even when time withers away the world I once knew, the land we five adored and lived in for years, your teachings still remain.

"You must learn to use your mind, before you can ever hope to wield a sword."

And so, I use it. I fight back. I feel my bonds begin to fade away. For a fleeting moment, I am free. My heart rejoices, yet my humanity and all it entails whispers doubt into my mind. I am not out of this yet. Without remorse, I feel my control get wrenched away, my mind simply staggering from this outpouring of power. I cannot hope to win against fate. Alas, I do the next best thing: accept it.

Time seems to stop as I take a deep breath, its raspy noise reaches my ears after I close my eyes. My arms spread out arm to arm like a cross, the lone lantern in my hand tries desprately to escape my grip as the wind passes by me, only to comeback stronger. With the last push of willpower, I push my arms to go up at an angle. The toes of my feet force themselves to move, causing me to gain an inch in height. From another's perspective, I would appear like a fool, a fool welcoming death. But to me...It is a salute. A last goodbye. A final act of reverence to those now gone, to heroes and heroin's whose death came too swiftly.

My eyes open as my hold over body begins to sway and my feet plant themselves to the old stone ground like the roots of an arch tree.

After a mere moment I feel a tear slide down my cheek. Because, this the end. The end to my story. Where it once began, long long ago, at this place, it ends. The ruined Firelink Shrine. After centuries of decay, the tree still remains. Just like me, standing tall against the very force of nature every living soul despises: death. Seeing this place in a state such as this creates a deep pit in my stomach. My journey is at an end. Yet, I cannot help but feel I am taking the steps into a new one.

I close my eyes and exhale slowly, carefully. Then, I felt my body surge forward into the maelstrom of dark waters. I feel the wind whip around my body as I fall further and further into the abyss.

'The Abyss' I think to myself. Memory after memory come crashing down. Screams of pain, yells of a thousand warriors in battle, the clang of swords. The cry of a newborn, the shattering of glass and the whispers of a old, forgotten woman in red. Through it all, one memory shines the brightest: meeting him, the Chosen Undead. The Undead was many things to me, a friend, an ally, a teacher, a brother. And, with this memory in mind, I fall into the endless dark. My eyes feel heavy, my breathing slows, my arms begin to weaken. Closing my eyes, I fall to a sleep. Through this sleep, I relive my life, moment by moment.

Starting...with the beginning.

AN: Here is the introduction to Dark Souls: Souls of the Fading Light! It initially started out as a one-shot to commemorate the release of Dark Souls 2 but as I wrote, it changed into what you see now. I based this off the introductory cinematic of Dark Souls 2. Some of it is different but I'd like to think it fits what I have in mind. I initially began this fiction a few weeks back but due to life, I never completed chapter 1, which was actually supposed to be the intro. Now, this takes its place. I hope to upload CH1 by this week or the next. The main duo will be The Cursed and Chosen Undead's. Side Characters will be Solaire, Lorentus (forgot how to spell it correctly), Iron Tarkus (he will be badass!), and the lovely wizards: Big Hat Logan!

There shall be a villian or two, depends where I go on from my main outline.

Wow, long AN! 0.o oooooopsy!

Next Chapter: Chapter 1: His Savior, Stra