AN this is my first fanfic so I apologise for any mistakes that you find also english isn't my native language so that's that enjoy
The dark sun redemption
It was another day in Anor Londo, the soulless sentinels watched over the long abandoned city.
At the exception of four beings, a hollow and madened firekeeper being one of them, a brutish executioner, a once proud knight and the other one being...a member of the ruling family
Gwyndolin the dark sun, the outcast of Gwyn's otherwise perfect lineage, the imperfect, the abandoned.
He was guarding the tomb of his father until he had the urge to go and see him, the only diference was the sound of a lighting spear and a piece of stone falling on top of the coffin, this was a common ocurrence every time an undead believed itself worthy of reaching the lord vessel
It must have been a particularly large opponent if the executioner an the captain strucked the same place at the same time
On the arena
A young undead tried no to get smashed slash stabbed by the mighty hammer of Smough or the powerful spear of Orstein, in one of his dodges his hat was removed by a gracing strike of the dragon slayer revealing his fairly short orange hair and his only visible green eye,his face revealed that he couldn't have been more than 17 when the curse strucked him
Gwyndolin at the sight of something external at the coffin of his father reached to remove it but the he noticed that the piece of stone that fell wasn't there he touched the coffin in hopes of cleaning it but much for his surprise the coffin simply vanished leavin a blank slate of marble with the debris on top of it, the it all dawned on him
He would get answers and he would get them immediately...
The undead was at his breaking point, his rapier's tip was dull his white coat was all bloodied and his hat was nowhere to be seen, Orstein was ready to do the final strike, Smough watched grimly from behind
The undead was staring directly at the lion mask, but his fatigue was replaced with surprise when a giant bolt of soul magic strucked the dragon slayer in the back then he saw him.
He was wearing white robes and had some kind of crown with the shape of the sun
"I need answers captain and you shall give them to me immediately!"
Screamed the dark sun
Orstein could only stare in shock at the sickly and fragile child that he was condemned to watch over
"why is there an illusion at the place of my father's coffin, where is he!" shouted the dark sun
"Answer me!" screamed the demigod furiously
Finally the captain decided to speak
Meanwhile the undead chugged what was left of his estus and sprayed some repair powder on his equipment
"I know not what happened to my lord only that he didn't want you to be a part of whatever future he created...and finally I will escape of this punishment"
Said the dragon slayer while lunging directly at the throat of the dark sun
Gwyndolin could only watch in shock as the spear moved at lighting speed towards him...
Just to be stopped by a thin metal blade just inches away from his throat
Gwyndolin looked down just to see that the undead was on his feet and overpowering one of the four knights with just a thin steel blade
"As much as this is good entertainment I kind of need to beat this guy's so please.." he flourished his rapier "step aside" he said while he put back in place his black bowler hat
In that moment the undead pushed Gwyndolin aside and evaded a strike from Smough's hammer and strucked directly in his left eye, the executioner roared in pain, meanwhile Orstein was trying to murder Gwyndolin the last one using his magic to escape
The battle continued for almost 2 hours until finaly Smough's giant form fell lifeless to the floor, Orstein in his rage didn't notice that, he had almost cornered the dark sun
Orstein Pov
'The bastard child was in my reach finally I could leave this god's forsaken place for good'
His line thought was interrupted by a sharp pain in his stomach the he saw it the blade of that accursed undead was piercing his body.
He felt how his strength left him as he fell to his knees
"You owe me one kid"
The undead told to the dark sun as he showed him his broken rapier and cleaned his coat as much as he could
"You shall be repayed I swear it in the name of the Darkmoon blades so please give me your name undead champion"
"Roman, Roman Torchwick" Roman said with a smirk