Kamlet
Prologue
I look forward at the other undead that march in front of me. I am afraid of what will we do at the Undead Asylum. To keep from hollowing men would repeat their names and the names of their loved ones. A priest of Carim started praying to Flann god of fire and I thought to myself how could one pray to the gods that had abandon us. The man next to me was starting to lose it he was already hollowed it was only a matter of time before he attacked one of us for the souls we dearly cling to. The mountains were no place to die not even for the everlasting dragons. It was the third day and it was not getting better. Yesterday two children had lost it the guard had killed them. We did not sleep for undead do not need to do such things, but I miss it to no end.
Nearly four days later we arrive and are put in our cells. I was not alone for two others were already there. One was a woman in a light cloak and was a light cyan in this hollowed state thin body with short course looking hair. The other was a man with thick broad shoulders and was not hollow his skin was a light tan almost like sand on a beach warring Astora knight armor like that of the great Ricert. I entered and sat on the floor right of the door on the only bed next to the woman. I decided to break the silence "hello I am octave of the five finger delta." That got their attention the man stood up and said "I am Kamlet of Astora and paladin of the way of white". That night Kamlet and I talked till dawn about his great adventures I on the other hand was no great knight just a fisher. That day he had taken of his helmet to show golden hair a wedged nose and deep blue eyes. The woman finally spoke "I am Beatrix of Carim mater sorceress." And she showed her dark sign it was on her thigh right above the back of her right knee it was burning. I was distress just at the sight of it and was surprised how she could stand it. Then I thought of mine on my hip right above my left thigh it was not burning right now I hated the stinging when it did.
Days turned to months and it was boring and depressing to keep from hollowing I would sing "the legend of the dragon slayer". I also thought about the way of white and how they used to kill the undead with morning stars before it became so ramped that they started to simple send us to the asylum that used to hold abominations to the gods, I still wonder were the abominations went to. To keep from hollowing Beatrix would spell her name she never got past the r in her name and Kamlet would play his piccolo and it was soothing.
Chapter one: Quinn the low life
I had long lost how long I was in that old cell before a fourth member had arrived he was very slim so slim that Beatrix was surprised that he could walk, she did not say it but I could see it in her eyes. The man had a parrying dagger hidden so the guard could not see. After the guard left, he had introduced himself as Quinn of Zena. His face was gaunt and hollowed, his skin was a raw flesh red and he was warring a rough tunic and silk pants they did not match it irritated me to no end. The rest of us introduced ourselves. And many days had past and we continued our routine except polished his knife.
Then one day a guards body fell from the roof scaring me half to death. Then a man looked down and said "Kamlet, I am letting out all the prisoners to fulfill the prophecy of the undead". We quickly unlocked the door and joined several other undead in the hall passing men and women so hollowed they could not even fight. The guards were too busy fighting the completely hollowed to stop us. As we ran we swelled in numbers as we raced for freedom. Then I heard a crash I ran to the wall I thought I heard it from. Then an iron ball came at me I dodged it luckily but a Caterina knight was not as lucky as his body crashed though the decaying walls. I walled in the hole to check on him he twitched and squirmed. I went to him and took off his onion like helmet to revile his ebony skin covered in blood he tried to speak but his armor was crushing his lungs. I and another man had tried to take off his armor but we had no idea on how to remove it. He died in pain, I puked the other man went pale. The man left after several seconds. I continued down the recently discovered halls after grabbing the knight's pole arm.
After some walking I found the knight that set me free on the ground and Kamlet crying next to him. I walked up to them then the knight said "Kamlet you know what to do, there is a saying in my family thou who are undead must make a pilgrimage to land of ancient lord to ring the bell of awakening to find the path of the chosen undead". Then he stabbed himself after several minutes we continued. We found a exit to the dark hall we roamed we met up with three undead Beatrix, a beautiful woman with no sighs of hollowing with purple hair and noble dress, and a man in fishers clothes that I at one point might have known. We arrived at the main courtyard we saw dead bodies of goat demons, undead prisoners, guards, and knights. Three of us puked, me, the noble, Kamlet this place was horrid and could not stay here any longer.
Beatrix asked "Octave are you ok?" I answered yes. And we continued till we found a bonfire next to the exit the noble and fisher man had left though the main exit with some of the other lingering undead. Beatrix, Kamlet, and I rested there and were teleported to a different bonfire surprising me and only me.