I Get Sucked Into Hell
In the Age of Ancients, the world was unformed, shrouded by fog. A land of gray crags, Archtrees and Everlasting Dragons. But then there was fire, and with fire came disparity. Heat and Cold, Life and Death, and of course, Light and Dark.
Then from the dark, they came, and found the Souls of Lords within the Flame.
Nito, the first of the Dead.
The Witch of Izalith, and her Daughters of Chaos.
Gwyn, the Lord of Sunlight, and his faithful knights.
And the furtive pygmy, so easily forgotten.
With the Strength of Lords, they challenged the Dragons.
Gwyn's mighty bolts peeled apart their stone scales.
The Witches weaved great firestorms.
Nito unleashed a miasma of death and disease.
And Seath the Scaleless betrayed his own, and the Dragons were no more.
Thus began the Age of Fire. But soon, the flames will fade, and only Dark will remain. Even now, there are only embers, and man sees not light, but only endless nights.
And amongst the living are seen, carriers of the accursed Darksign.
Yes, indeed. The Darksign brands the Undead.
And in this land, the Undead are corralled and led to the North.
Where they are locked away, to await the end of the world... This is your fate.
But Fate has a way of changing... With one small alteration of a past Lord long since gone, this world will be changed.
For good or ill only time and their choices will tell the outcome.
I groaned as I woke up confused and looked around my dingy and dank surroundings. I frowned as I thought befuddled, What the fuck? Where am... I cut my thought off as I looked down at myself to see my body covered in knight armor. I looked up as a cold fear gripped me and I saw light coming through the hole in the celling as I stood up. I then saw a knight in much better armor appear and look down into my cell. I heard something hit the slightly mossy floor with a thud and I nodded to Oscar of Astora. He nodded back and disappeared to fight the Asylum Demon. I stood up and saw that the key to my cell was looped around the body's pants, or what was left of his pants. I also noticed that the hollow had a crown, robe and skirt on his body and I frowned. This wasn't in the game... Well not 'til the last game. I thought as I stared at the clothes.
I tried to remember what the clothes were called as I put them in my bag and sighed. I pulled the key and clothes off the hollow and stuck them in my bag as I unlocked the door to my cell and walked to the end of the hallway and up the ladder to the Asylum courtyard. I wonder if... I thought to myself as shoved open the large doors to the Asylum Demon fight arena. I saw the Demon glare at me and I grinned up at him slightly cocky. The demon reared back his arms and hurled his Demon's Great Hammer like a boomerang and my eyes widened before the butt of the weapon slammed into my chest, caving in my ribs and sending shards of my bones into my vital organs. I jolted awake and shuddered as I saw the Hammer wedged in the opening of the doors and saw the Demon retrieve its hammer.
The Demon glared at me as I sighed and stood up as I walked over to the rusted gate and stared at it. It is really rusted... I could probably jimmy it open... I thought as I continued to stare at the rusty door. I took out my Sword Hilt and shoved it in the door jam as I then used my body weight to try and force it open. The door swung open with a loud, ear bleeding squeak and I stared at the open door in slight shock that that had actually worked. I quickly got over my shock and smiled as I quickly climbed up the stairs and walked up the second set, but quickly stepped to my right as the big black metal ball rolled down thee steps and I went to meet Oscar of Astora in person.
"Oh you... You're no hollow eh? Thank goodness... I'-" I cut him off as I yanked the Estus Flask out of his hand and poured the contents into his visor and frowned at him. "You aren't going to 'die soon.' You could have taken a drink of your Estus and survived..." I said to him as I mumbled to myself with a sigh. "Man I really hate Plot Holes..." " You are a knight, but I have never seen you before." Oscar said to me as I sighed. What name should I use? I think I know the one. I thought as I stopped pacing and turned to looked at Oscar with a smile. "I'm Lucian of Astora. When I became Undead, I had just become a Knight." I said to him covering my bases. "I need to go get my weapon and shield..." I said to him as I showed him my straight sword hilt with a sigh.
"Then let us go and retrieve them." Oscar said to me with a smile as he started to walk out of the room and down the steps. I opened my satchel and searched for my Staring Gift and sighed.
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