Hello and welcome to my first Dark Souls fanfiction, this is FumeKnight (Not the boss, don't worry) your host and author of this story. I'm certain that you'll find some mistakes, probably on my grammar or on some other part. But the end result of this chapter and starting point is to see how well you, the viewers, like it. Now without further ado, enjoy reading it.

Centuries ago

I was on my own again, the children around here were higher in nobility than me so they thought of me as a parasite. I didn't really much care about them either, the only thing I cared was me perfecting my swordsmanship, which a traveler told me to train on a specific kind of sword, he told me that it would be useful to study the eastern style of swordsmanship.

Everyone that I knew went somewhere to explore and such, every time I asked to come they would tell me that I'm far too weak to join them. So the last couple of years I focused on training myself to join them one day.

But on that day two kids appeared with robes hiding themselves from the others, they were on opposite sides to try avoiding each other and the other kids. They stayed on both ends of the field until sundown, at that time most of the noble children left except me and a few. I was different from others in a way since I stayed longer to sharpen my senses.

Both intruders from before were coming on my general direction, though one completely disregarded me and went to see the other children, the other bumped my risen hand which made me lose focus and ultimately made me fall behind on top of the culprit.

Once I turned around, obviously displeased to lose my focus, I saw a girl with shiny silver hair with her profound emerald eyes looking at me with a pained expression.

"Argh! I lost my focus because of you!" I vented out my frustration to her, her eyes were starting to form tears because of me yelling.

"I-I-I'm sorry." She said between sobs, wait did she said sorry to me? None of the others nobles said that to me.

"As long as you mean it, I accept your apologies." I said as I scratched my head, before I gave her my hand..

Just as she was extending her hand a knife flew between us so fast that it looked like it could've cut the air itself. She recoiled with fear, me on the other hand didn't and grabbed her hand to help her out.

"How strange as a human like you aren't afraid of being hurt." Said the other figure with the hood on.

"Pain is nothing to me, though I have to ask. Was it you that threw that knife?" I asked as I sheath my wooden sword on my back. The figure than nodded. "Please teach me how you did that, it would help me greatly when I begin explore outside the wall."

"You want to go outside the wall? Why?" Asked me the girl with some curiosity.

"The world isn't just resumed to this, there is much more than this place." I explained as going outside was one of my wishes.

"You speak ill of this holy place!? Have you no shame?" Now that the hood of the robe fell down I saw a boy with hazel eyes staring fiercely to me.

"Look, this place is unworldly, yes I understand that, but doesn't it gnaw you of not knowing what's going on out there?" I asked with some valid points, only the highest nobles and the gods know what is going on out there.

The boy fell silent as he couldn't prove me wrong, the girl thought too. Now that I look at her more closely she actually has some weird features, like - on her - and the small - - -.

"Anyway, who are you two? I've never saw you two around here before." I asked as I unsheathed my wooden sword and did some practice swings on the air, I spun around to not hit them.

They began to whisper the two between themselves until they agreed on something.

"My name is - and this is -. Pleased to meet thee..." The boy stopped to know my name. They definitely aren't from here so it wouldn't hurt right?

"My name is Blake." I responded as I kept swinging my sword.

"What is thy last name?" The boy asked again, he put his hood and hers too as some people passed.

"I have no last name." I responded coldly as I stopped swinging.

"But aren't thee Blake South-" Before he finished he swiped my weapon and stopped near his neck.

"Don't even finish that, I'm not their son." I said with some venom, it's true that a noble couple took me in, but their intentions aren't too kind. "I was abandoned by my real parents and they don't even give two shits about me, funny thing I don't too." I said as I retracted my weak weapon and rest it on my shoulder.

"You two aren't going to fight right?" She asked as she tugged my sleeve.

"Only if he gives me a good reason, so what do you say? Would you teach me how to throw those knives -?" I asked him as he prepared to give me a lesson.

Undead Asylum

"Ah... My first memory of them... I've forgotten even their names now." I said as I looked up the ceiling of my cell. I've been here for so long that the place is a dump. Moss was creeping its way through the newly cracks of the walls even though it covered a great portion of my room. Metal bars rusted beyond repair through time. Rats that steal away and eat any decaying corpse to sustain their small figures. How long have I've been here? A century? No... More than that... At the very least five centuries if I can remember... I can't so I'm not sure.

Thanks to this pendant from her, I can still remember vaguely my past, even though their faces are blurred I can still remember some details. But only when we were just small kids, after that I remember naught. Even our conversations are so blurred that I can't make out.

But there is one thing that I remember for sure... I need to... Save her. Yes, I still remember that clearly.

I was running to the cathedral to get to her, but the guardians slowed me down by killing me. Without me knowing I got up and sluggishly jog to the cathedral to only see her silver hairs disappear from thin air. I screamed as loud as I can through my bloody clothes, I was too late. After that I fell to my knees to accept whatever punishment they thought.

Obviously seeing me alive made them bewilder and announced me as an undead, a being that could live after death as many times before hollowing. A hollow makes an undead a wild animal craving only for souls from other beings. Even from their own kind. But if an undead has something to keep them sane like faith or an object they can somewhat maintain some sanity until someone crushes what they hold dear.

I haven't hollowed because of my pendant. I would of escaped if the rats didn't took my master key as a shiny trinket for themselves.

I hear the roof creak from something heavy, no doubt it should be the guard of this place. Just making sure that no undead runs away or causes an outburst. What was the guard like again...? It didn't look human so a demon? I can't remember well how it looks, only that it wasn't human what that thing was.

The creaking on the roof stopped and out of nowhere a hollow's body fell down from the ceiling, surprised I looked up to see what threw that.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing, a knight clad with a more refined version of the knight set. I never saw that kind of armor before, maybe only certain knights could use it. He was looking at me through the hole that gave little sunlight to me. The knight than gave a small nod before leaving.

I have to help him! I know this place much better than him and I know for a fact the guard already noticed him.

"D...D...De..." I can't even muster the goddamn words! Did I really forget how to speak? "Dem...Dem..." Come on! Just shout it out! He'll die if you don't just yell!

"DEMON ON THE ROOF!"

I talked and yelled for the first time in many centuries, if it weren't the fact that I was an undead I would of perished a long time ago to dust. The creaking stopped and than it began again only in a more fierce and fastened pace. He must of noticed the demon and began running, hopefully my friend would be safe.

I then stood up and walked to see the corpse, a typical hollow like no other. His skin was so wrinkled that no one could identify him only one difference from the others though, this hollow was dead. No one can stay undead forever, the moment one gives up is the moment that their life has ended.

Looking closely now, I noticed he was holding on to something. I pried open his dead hand and found a key, isn't this key suppose to be the cells of this division?

My heart started to beat at a small faster pace, if this key can open my cell than I can maybe find a way to escape this godforsaken hellhole. Maybe I could reach her again, if I know where she is now.

I took the key and slowly slid it inside the metal door, I began to turn it and a loud clacking sound was emitted and then the door creaked, due to its poor state, as it began to slowly open.

I was free... After so many years I'm free from this confined place. In front of me was a narrow hallway with two hollows facing the wall and one hollow inside his cell trying to crawl out, these guys don't know that they are out as they keep banging the wall and wail.

I began walking completely ignoring them as I proceeded, I looked to my right and saw through the bars an abomination with a strange weapon. I didn't want it to be alerted of my presence so I kept going as it wandered around like a stray dog.

I reached a room with a decent amount of water, it looked extremely cold as another hollow was sitting by the corner. Not moving an inch due to him already be used to the cold.

I carry on until I see a ladder, its metal was corroded but still solid to climb. While climbing I heard a pounding sound and then the entire building shook some times before it went back to normal, my guess was the demon on the roof attacking the knight. Or maybe it was it resuming its patrol.

Once I reached the top I stumble upon a small open area with an odd sword enveloped in flames embedded on the earth with the remains of a charred corpse, this must be one of many call 'Bonfire'. A resting place for undead and for some reason its flame heals all kinds of wounds, even life threatening. One of the many mysteries of the world.

I paid little heed to it and continued towards the two towering doors, their steel frame surrounded the once blue wood, now its corrupted and rotten giving it some yellow spots around it.

I began pushing both doors with all of my strength that I could muster and slowly but surely they were open wide enough for me to pass.

Once inside I started to look around my surroundings, a lot of pots everywhere, another wide open space but smaller than outside and some torches to light the way. In front of me was another set of doors, but they looked locked. I continued to scan the place until my eyesight stopped at the roof.

There it was, the guardian that put undead back into their cells or just smash them to oblivion with his odd weapon that consisted in only wood and stone. It looked like a demon with his abomination of a body, hence the name Asylum demon would suit him best.

It was looking at me, seeing any movement I did. No doubt it was ready to strike if I go too close to that door, maybe I could beat it?

No, it would be impossible with this broken weapon. I wouldn't hurt it one bit, maybe it would just bounce from his inflated skin, but I could at the very least try. If I'm in trouble I could just go inside the room on the left side.

"Alright... Here goes!" I said while running forward and sure enough the demon fell down. Without a moment to spare I began using my poor excuse of a weapon on it, only to not even leave a scratch.

The demon then did a swipe with his weapon to me, my body reacted on its own and I rolled out of the way backwards. How did I do that? Could it be that my body still remembers how to fight?

No time for thinking, I have a beast to focus on. I began charging again at the foul beast and did little to no damage to his hardened blob of skin. It flew up a bit with its tiny wings in the air, I was confused by the act, but then my realization kicked in and I moved out of the way of the fall of the beast.

I went charging again, but this time it already saw my pattern and did a quick swipe to the right with his weapon. I could hear my bones crack under the force of the beast as I was slightly thrown backwards and then I flew all the way to the left side as it made a following swipe to its left, but this time with all of its strength.

I coughed blood as I hit the wall that shook a bit, my bones ached to the point of screaming at me from even moving. But luck was on my side again, because I was near the door. I began to slowly crawl inside as I heard the beasts footsteps coming closer by the second.

Once I passed the door, the gate closed on its own stopping the beast on its pursuit. But I wasn't out of harms way, my body suffered too much and its only a matter of moments before I die.

As I crawled I saw another bonfire, I never saw someone using it, but if the stories are true... Maybe it could heal all of my wounds.

I was able to stand up, even if my body rebelled to the idea and slowly extended my hand at the tip of the sword. The flame then awakened from its slumber as it produced a warm light.

Sitting down near the bonfire, my wounds started to heal at an alarming pace. The pain was leaving and my strength was returning, the stories were true as they stand.

I stood up and headed to the hallway only to duck for cover, there was another hollow at the end of the hallway shooting arrows to any trespassers to feast on their souls.

I peeked around the room and found a body holding a leather shield, but since I don't do well with them as I remember that much, I looked up in front to see a sword embedded on a hollows corpse behind the archer.

Maybe if I can somehow dodge the first arrow I can run fast enough I can get the sword and finish the archer. This is a risky move, but with my wounds healed I can probably do it.

I started to jog my way to the hollow and on cue it fired an arrow, I rolled forward just as the arrow was at least two feet away from me and I successfully dodged it. I began running and the hollow sensing that it was doomed ran inside the doorway.

Seeing no point in attacking him with this broken sword I took my attention to the weapon stuck on the body of another hollow. As I took the weapon to analyze it to more detail I began having a faint flashback.

"Young Blake, I'm giving you my most prized possession to you. This blade has been with me for as long as I remember, many adventures it has been and many have fallen to it. I would like you to wield it in your adventures, my old bones can't do anything more with it, but you... You can keep showing it adventures, slay beasts with it and keep you protected from the dangers out there."

My memory doesn't even remember his face, its just a blur now. But I remember those words very well. The one man, a stranger at first until he became my teacher, gave me his blade. I had a set of clothes similar to his as he said once that a wanderer only wears this style of clothes and uses a fast sword.

"Thank you master -, I'll make you proud."

"This blade... Is my masters Falchion, a curved sword. Preferable weapons for wanderers." I said as I remember the blade. It weights a bit, but after a few practice swings it weighed almost nothing.

I also remember something I only used this blade and only this blade, with my right hand or both arms. It failed me sometimes, but with these mindless hollows its fine for now.

I began running after the hollow that ran only to see him at the top of the staircase shooting arrows at me, I held my blade with both hands to my right side grinding the the floor a few times. I dodged two arrows while running and then killed the hollow with a fluid motion, cutting him diagonally and make his body hit the floor lifeless.

Then the souls that harbored inside him were absorbed inside me, I actually felt... Better. Not stronger, but... Better. I opened my right palm to see a small white clump of mass, these were souls that we hollows had to collect to stay sane. A more efficient way than objects with sentimental value, vicious but effective.

I looked up ahead and saw a white mist, I could faintly see the next hallway. No enemies that I couldn't see, so I reached my hand and walked inside.

Once in I saw a jail door and the knight that saved me was inside walking in place, looks like he saved himself. He noticed me quickly and rushed at the jail door..

"Oh you! You no hollow are you, eh? You must be the undead that warned me about that demon, I owe you my life for that, but as you can see I'm stuck in this place. Can you perhaps help me out?" He asked me, it seems fair if I help him out. He did helped me.

"I'll see what I can do." I replied to him, as I started to look around.

"Thank you so much, I'm Oscar from Astora." He told me as I kept looking around. "What is yours?" I froze on my tracks, I only knew my first name so I couldn't give him my last.

"I'll tell you when I release you." I replied to buy some time, he nodded as I went around to feel the way.

Solid, solid, solid... Weak. This side of the wall is weak due to the sound it emanated from me poking.

I began looking back and walked upstairs to find something to destroy it, then I saw a boulder rolling down to me.

"Shit!" I yelled as I rolled to the other set of stairs going downwards. My legs had to absorb the shock and pain of the fall, I looked up to see a hollow with a sword, no doubt it was him that pushed it.

Luckily the boulder hit the weak spot of the wall setting Oscar free.

"Thank you my friend, I owe you for your help..."

"Blake. Blake, the wanderer." This is the best I can tell him, until I can remember things better I'll stick with this. "And I'm just returning the favor, keeping things fair between us." I made my statement as I began walking up the stairs.

"Wait! Do you not have an estus flask?" He asked me as I turned around confused by him.

"Estus flask?" I asked curiously about this object.

"You don't know what an estus flask is? It's an undead favorite, its flame can heal wounds like that of a bonfire. Only its much weaker than an actual one, as it can't heal things like poison and such." Hm... Maybe that would be good for me. "I have an extra one if you want it." He said as he extended his hand with an emerald flask.

"I appreciate the offer." I said as I took the flask and put it on my belt, this way I can use it efficiently in case of something. As I was putting my new possession he began looking of my features.

"How odd... Most undead prefer to use a shield to block strong attacks. You, however, don't seem to carry one. Is there a reason for so?" He asked curious of me lacking a shield, he should of probably question of me sheathing my blade on my back instead of my side, but I guess a shield is important for survival.

"Me and shields don't get along, I prefer to use my sword for blocking and my hand to redirect attacks." I replied as I was ready to take a sprint upstairs to finish the hollow.

"What are you..." He trailed off as he saw me running upstairs with my sword ready to smite, the hollow charged at me sluggishly with his sword dangling like a used up vine. Before it could act I cut him once, stunning him in the process, with the momentum on me I gave one last slash ending his life and absorbing his souls. He fell to the floor like a doll without strings.

"Now..." I began as I got my breath back and looked at him seriously. "What are you even doing in this asylum releasing all the hollows?" I asked as I rose my blade to him.

He had one hand hover his sheathed sword, just in case I would become hostile on him. I would do the same thing in his shoes.

"I'm here for the old saying passed down in my family, the hollows are to make some time for me to escape this place." An old saying?

"What is this saying?" I asked, lowering my weapon slightly to signal my interest.

"Thou who art Undead, art chosen, in thine exodus for the Undead Asylum, maketh pilgrimage to the land of Ancient Lord. When thou ringeth the Bell of Awakening, the fate of the Undead thou shalt know. Lower your weapon now, this is offensive for us Astorian's to have someone threatening us." He said now gripping the hilt of his sword.

"The Bell of Awakening? Don't you mean tw- Grh!" Suddenly a sharp pain came to my mind.

"Two bells. One above on the undead burg and one below in Blight town, the place that poor Izalith sacrificed herself to try and replicate it." Said a human? Or someone completely higher than us? "Blake, you said you wanted to explore outside, did you not? Well, we are going to need all the help we can get to make them. Will you aid us?"

"With a chance to see how it looks outside? How can I resist? Count me in, -"

"Hey you alright?" Asked Oscar as he cautiously grabbed my shoulder. Was that a forced memory? Whatever it was, it gave me some insight.

"There are two bells, not one." I said as I used the wall as support to recover my balance.

"What? There's two bells? Unbelievable." He said not believing my word, then something hit him. "How do you even know that?"

"Because I'm one of the first 10 undead to enter this asylum. Most undead are dead or have hollowed to the point of not knowing what's what anymore. Congratulations Oscar, you're talking with an undead that is over 500 years old and hasn't gone mad yet." I replied as I went to the door while he stayed bewildered with my statement.

He didn't spoke a word and opened the gate to see the outside of the asylum's destroyed structure. In the distance I could see a hill and the endless clouded sky.

As I was slowly walking I could hear moans and wails around the corner, more hollows.

"Oscar, there are hollows after this corner. Prepare your sword." I ordered as I two handed my falchion, I broke in a sprint and killed the first hollow and then did a back step to avoid the second hollow. Oscar went ahead and killed the second hollow in a fluid motion, but we weren't done yet.

There was one more hollow, an archer having his arrow ready to launch, Oscar was still recovering from the blow he gave, I put myself in front and raised my blade blocking the flying object, but suffering a bit of recoil of the force it had behind it.

After recovering he went forward with his shield up, the arrow just bounced off and he was at arms reach. Without a second thought he slayed the hollow and absorbed the souls that it gave.

Instead of going through the white mist again, I went on to the next hallway to see a hollow soldier with his sword ready to fight me.

"Oscar, would you like to see how I battle against someone equipped with a weapon?" I asked as he only nodded, I took one step and the hollow noticed my presence.

It began to run at me with his sword ready to do a stabbing motion, I rolled to the right avoiding the blow and got on my feet ready to attack him with holding my weapon on my right arm.

He began to try and attack me again with his sword, doing a downward motion, I simply took the speed in count and slapped the sword back at him with my bear fist making his arm recoil backwards. With the momentum I took a quick step forward and stabbed my weapon into his chest plate through his body to his back, the force was so grand that he was killed in that moment. I then put my foot on his torso and kicked him to get my weapon back, blood dripping from the tip of my blade and the soldiers recent wound bled too.

"This is how I fight, either you kill him or he kills you." I said as I walked past Oscar sucking in all that he saw just now. "But don't think of me as a cold killer, if I know something about my opponent I'll try not to kill him and reason with him, make it beast, human or even a god. That is my way of doing things." I said as I started to walk the degrees staring directly of the fog.

"The demon is beyond this, isn't it?" He asked as I nodded to him, he jumped down to get me, now with my weapon back, the chances of actually killing it are much higher than before.

"You're free to help me if you want, but don't get in my way." I said as I looked to him, he nodded and I passed through the mist.

I quickly jumped from the balcony while holding my weapon with both hands, I fell down and stabbed his thick neck. It growled in pain as I retracted my blade and slide down its back. It turned around and gave a mighty roar at me to intimidate me, I didn't even flinch from my body.

It began charging at me with his weapon only to see me roll out of the way and gave it two slashes before I back step out of the way of its back swing. The demon than rose his hammer to only make a downward attack, but at that moment Oscar landed with his sword stabbed on its back cancelling its attack. After retracting his weapon Oscar fell down and ran a bit to avoid the followup swing.

Me seeing the opportunity rushed forward and slashed the beast three times, I noticed that it dropped his weapon and fell to one knee. It was already far too weak as its head fell down from the pain.

"Oscar! With me!" I yelled as I rushed to its head, picking up what I meant he rushed to the demon as well and we both thrust our weapons deep in its skull. A loud roar escaped from its dying body as it evaporated into a bright light. Both of us absorbed the souls the demon carried with itself and from the place it was killed was a big key.

"Must be the key for those doors." Said Oscar as he carried the object into the keyhole, I helped him turn the key to unlock it. We then opened the door with both our strength.

"We're finally free..." I said as I took my first steps out of the asylum for the first time, the feeling is exhilarating.

"Not quite, at the end is just a cliff." Said Oscar as he looked on the horizon.

"Trust me, we are." I said as I know for a fact that we are free from this hellhole, I began walking at the top of the cliff waiting for Oscar to catch up. This is why I don't wear heavy armor, it just slows you down.

"What are we wai-"

"Oi! Gelka! Come and get us already!" I yelled, that crow sometimes is lazy.

"Gelka?" He asked as he though I was crazy.

Then the flapping of wings was heard quite well below us at an alarming pace, the wind force was so strong that we nearly fell.

"Get ready Oscar, we're going to Lordran." I said as we were scooped up by the talons of Gelka, the giant crow.

This is it for the first chapter, more will come along the way, so this was just a taste. I will be busy updating other stories for the time being, but I will update this story when everything is in order.

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