IF YOU ARE A NEW READER, SKIP TO "REWRITE OPENING"!
IF YOU ARE A NEW READER, SKIP TO "REWRITE OPENING"!
IF YOU ARE A NEW READER, SKIP TO "REWRITE OPENING"!
IF YOU ARE A NEW READER, SKIP TO "REWRITE OPENING"!
IF YOU ARE A NEW READER, SKIP TO "REWRITE OPENING"!
Seriously. Stop reading the original. It's garbage. I'm just not deleting it to respect the people who have told me they liked it.
Many uncountable nights before the Chosen Undead set off in pilgrimage, in the yard of the Undead Asylum, our story begins. The new-fallen snow mixing with the ever-present and thin layer of permafrost, the Undead are released from their cells as is done every so often. Even the Hollows, animalistic as they are known to be, have given up fighting here. One such Hollow, the heroine of our story, sits with her back to the wall in her rags. The Darksign on the side of her stomach glows the faintest orange. As her head lolls to and fro, she sees the first thing she will remember. The vision that will drive her from the Undead Asylum, and all across Lordran. Another Undead, standing in the yard, among the crowd. Unlike all the others, it was looking up at the stars. Pointing. Staring with empty sockets at the heavens above. Seeing that Undead, our heroine lifts her gaze as well, regaining her sanity ever so slightly, and beginning from that moment to remember her actions thereafter.
This is the story of one Chosen Undead, and the partner that would become the only solid thing in a world of Dark and ashes. The story of two Darksigns. Twin humanities.
Author Note:
Inspired by Dark Souls, Black Rock Shooter, and "Kimi No Shiranai Monogatari" by Supercell. (Actual title: 君の知らない物語)
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New cover supplied by Chaosringen
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