Author's note: Good day. This is my second fanfiction (Although, I regret writing the first one), and I wish to improve it with many chapters. Before you start, this is a story of Dark Souls veteran-player, who got dragged into Dark Souls world. Yes, classic "Dark Souls: Derp edition"; "Derp Souls: Prepare to WTF"; "Dying Tickles"; and such, inspiration, but... What would happen, if "Estus quest" mod was included, and it had its own story?
"Estus quest" it's a hardcore mod for Dark Souls: Prepare To Die edition. Basically when you try to exit from the Asylum, Kalameet gazes upon you from the past (from Oolacile), curses you with permanent calamity effect debuff, shatters your Estus flask and dissolves fire keeper souls. Only defeating Kalameet, can bring everything back to normal. Simple say: Kalameet turned your cycle into hell.
My writing might be immature and lame, but I will try my best to improve it. Don't forget to leave your thoughts. Have a good read!
I don't own anything. Dark Souls is owned by From Software and Estus Quest mod is owned by HotPocketRemix.
"Speech"
'Thoughts'
"Kalameet or superior being speech"
'Kalameet or superior being thoughts'
Prologue
It seemed like a normal day in Oolacile land for Kalameet. Despite the abyssal holes in Royal Woods and corrupted Oolacile township. Hills, forest and rivers with waterfalls, still was a pleasure view high above at any time, any weather.
Kalameet knows that soon or later, he would need to depart from this place, as corruption spreads even further. He saw, what side effects corruption had. Those humans, who lived peacefully in township, became mindless, twisted beasts. Calamity dragon didn't want to risk, flying near the township. They became much stronger, than any foolish knights combined, who dared provoke his ire. The sorcerers could now control the abyssal dark magic, which it was very powerful. Of course black dragon is not frightened by infected, but thought of entire township against him is worrying. He also remembered warriors from the city of gods, Anor Londo. Oh, he knew them well: Abysswalker knight Artorias, lord's blade Ciaran and giant archer, Hawkeye Gough. At first, he thought, that those warriors came here for him, finally had some nerves to challenge the black dragon, but that didn't happen. They came here to stop the abyss, but not surprisingly failed. Oh, those news gave dragon such joy of what became of them. Ironic what become of the knight. Become, what he fought. Now he wanders around, screaming mindlessly and murders everything, that stands on his path.
Kalameet really didn't want to leave this place, as it had the beautiful view and a lot of wild animals to hunt for food, such as deers, wolves and wild boars. But he also didn't want to become another victim of corruption.
Those thoughts soon vanished, when dragon landed on the bridge and gaze upon some strange individual, who wanted to pass by. It was human wearing full paladin armour and the grass crest shield on his back. His weapon was black knight greatsword, which he held with both hands. Interesting enough, he wasn't corrupted by abyss, but the most surprisingly for Kalameet was, that he didn't step backed when he landed on the bridge, nor even flinched, as if he expected him to land right here. Just stood still and stared at him back.
'Is he not frightened by me?' thought Kalameet before flew away. 'Who's he? Wherefore he's here? What he wanteth? Many questions, yet no answers.' As Kalameet entered his cave, he sat down on solid floor to thought about this strange warrior.
'Interesting individual indeed. He's not from this land, but rather, some far hence. What his motives? Is he wanteth to stop the abyss? Not likely. Too weak. Is he tasked to findeth those knights? Possibly. Is he wanteth to defeat me? Ha! Only a simple-minded fool wouldst dare challenge me!' As Kalameet chuckles on his own thoughts, he sensed an intruder stepped into his territory. Giving the small stretch, he exited from the cave and flew to burn the trespasser.
When Kalameet came closer to his territory, he saw the paladin knight from early. Not to stop for a minute, Kalameet unleashed his black flame on the human, killing him and turning him into dust.
'Humph. And I bethought humans were the smart species, but guess, I wast wrong.' Dragon wanted to return to his cave, when suddenly a bit off hunger struck him. He changed his coordinates to the right for food hunt.
Later
Bad day for the black dragon, as the forest was empty with pure animals, and he refused to even try taste corrupted ones. With heavy sigh and disappointment, Kalameet flew to his territory to take a good rest and next day to prepare for migrate. But an empty stomach will be an annoyance. Kalameet flew much higher with non-suspicion and alert at all. Got closer to his territory, when suddenly, a large arrow pierced his wing.
"Graaah!" roared in pain Kalameet as he started to landing with one wing.
Landed Kalameet on flat land canyon, where there he killed the knight from hours ago. Kalameet turned his head to investigate an injury, and it was a horrible sight to see! The massive arrow completely penetrated the wing and even dug into body.
No way he's going to remove with his mouth, so he decided use his orange eye's power to remove it. Charged his eye and started to remove the gigantic arrow with telepathy, slowly and steady. It was painful and bloody, but he can't lose his focus, until the arrow will be fully removed, and free the wing. It took quite some time and iron-will to finally remove an arrow. Kalameet laid down to relax with heavy panting, because of exhaustion. The eye took a lot of his stamina.
With enough rest, Kalameet decided to try, if he could fly again. Prepared himself, he flapped his wings. Good news is, thanks to the dragons faster regenerations and restoration time that he actually float. Bad news, that his left wing hurt a lot, and in the air, he could flap his wing, roughly speaking, thirteen seconds. To wing fully recover, it will take two weeks. But he couldn't wait for two weeks! How he could fly to hunt food and escape the corruption, which is getting closer and closer to his lair.
Soon those thoughts vanished, when next to waterfall appeared the warrior. This warrior wore the same armour and equipment like the last one, who Kalameet thought was killed. The warrior stopped to stand face-to-face with a dragon, afterwards he extended both arms and stepped forward making the 'Well! What is it?' gesture.
"Thou-!" roared Kalameet as he charged forward, warrior easily dodged sideway. Black dragon turned around while breath black fire across an arc, but the fire haven't reached him, as warrior stood far away. Paladin used his pyromancy 'Power Within', dragon of calamity saw this, as a great opportunity to dive-ram him and if he survives, tail pound him, but this is exactly, what the warrior waited for.
Kalameet rose in the air, despite his injured left wing, he dived into the warrior. Warrior dodged to the left. Black Dragon landed and raised his tail to slam him, as a bug, only to warrior step back at the last second and unleashed berserk strikes directly to the tail. Unable to withstand those powerful blows, the tail got dispatched, and Kalameet roared in pain.
Kalameet turned around only to see his precious tail laying on the ground and then vanish into mist. Despite dragons attributes to regrow missing limbs, cutting off the tail was the ultimate disrespect. Injured dragon angered even more and showed of his fangs. 'Intolerable! Unacceptable! Negligibility! What this insectoid, bethink he is! I wilt showeth him the disrespect!' boiled with rage, Kalameet sits up on his back legs and started to eliminate a telekinetic field in front of him with his middle orange eye. Unfortunately the warrior was already on the opposite direction. He rushed to under the dragon, and he changed his black knight greatsword to fully upgraded obsidian greatsword. When the calamity dragon step with all fours to look, where the paladin went, he felt horrible pain under him, as black flames rose from the centre.
Black dragon rushed out from these flames with confusion, and turned around to see the the paladin again. He inspected the new weapon on warrior's hands. It was very odd to him. The sword was in very weird shape and colour. Obsidian colour, and it can irrupt the black flames. His flames! It was very odd. He could sense himself in this weapon. Given the sudden Kalameet stop, the warrior run forward to attack. Black dragon won't have any importunities to think.
10 minutes later
Bloodied black dragon stand with all fours, heavily panting. He took a lot of bruises, cuts and damages. He couldn't longer stand it. But horrible realization for Kalameet, that he haven't even left a single scratch on him. 'How this is possible!?' and then Kalameet froze with thoughts. 'The way he fought me... It's like this warrior fought me, not for the first time. It's not just quick reflexes, or some foolish luck! Everything maketh sense! He hath learned every mine patterns, attacks and weaknesses!' the black dragon rushed forward to dodge incoming black flames, which erupted under him, then turned around to stare at the sword. 'And this sword! I can easily telleth, that it's me! I can feeleth it! Even colour matches!... Didst he defeated me?' questioned Kalameet glaring at the warrior, if dragon haven't met him somewhere in the past. 'I doth not remember him at all. Looks like the only way to knoweth about thee, is to read thy mind, fully.'
Kalameet sit up on his back legs, trying to imitate that he will use telekinesis. Warrior saw this and immediately run around Kalameet, but he didn't know that this exactly what Kalameet wanted. Kalameet step backed and faced the warrior, then used his telekinesis on warrior. The warrior didn't expect to that to happen, as he got pulled into the air by telekinesis.
'Finally!' thought dragon of calamity cheerfully. 'Now, shall see who exactly art thou!' used Kalameet his powers on warrior to see his thoughts. What he witnessed, shocked him. Kalameet learned everything from this warrior: the undead; the darksign; the destiny; his fates. He also saw his past: The Asylum, Lodran, Anor Londo, Duke Archives, he saw everything! Every person he met, every unique item he gathered, every creature he slain, every soul that he have. He has right now, 3 Manus, father of abyss souls and 2 calamity rings with orange eyes. He's not some common warrior, he's the chosen undead! An undying being, who linked the first flame for first time, and let it out for the second time. But one thing that enraged Kalameet, is why he's fighting him! Not because of justice, or revenge, or for good, no! He fights him, because he can!
The calamity dragon cursed the warrior before releasing him, but it didn't do much. Kalameet prepared to unleash his final breath blast, until he met the warrior's 'I had enough of this!' face expression. The chosen undead removed his obsidian greatsword and equipped from his bottomless pouch — tin crystallization catalyst and fired dark-bead sorcery over and over, before Kalameet finally gave up.
"No!" roaring, stood the black dragon on his back legs, because he lost his balance. Trying to retain his balance on ground, stood on his fours again. He has a strong will to live, but his strength disappearing quickly. "I can't die! Not like this!" trying to maintain conscious, even when his sight darkened. It's gets harder to breath. He can't hold still any longer. Finally, the weakened dragon overturned and fell with no strength left. "Not like this..." growled silently.
He can't breathe anymore. It's over for him. Everything hurt. He can't feel his body, as blood is pouring from every cuts to the ground, mixing with the waterfall water. The hearing is weakened. Only what Kalameet can hear is the sound of waterfall and low clunking noise from knight's boots. Black dragon can merely hear his slow beating heart. The sight is weakened. Both his dark reds eyes closed, as he had not enough strength to maintain them open. Only his middle orange eye still barely open, only to dimly see the paladin knight. The chosen undead made his 'Well! What is it?' gesture and afterwards, the undead came much closer to the fallen black dragon, only to point down directly to his face. Kalameet made his last growl, then he shut his only eye, and overturned his unconscious head. Then everything blackened and no sounds were heard. His heart stopped to beat. This is it. Kalameet died.
No light.
No sound.
Nothingness.
Only pure blackness.
Dragon tried to move, but can't feel anything. Neither body, nor efforts.
"Is this the true meaning of 'death'?" told himself, yet no voice echoed. Like he never said it.
Then to Kalameet flashed images of dragon war, before and after scenes. He couldn't do anything, he tried to close his eye to not witness the horrible sight again, he tried to cover his ears, not to hear the screams. He saw genocide of his kind, again, only this time he can't do anything, just stare. Fellow dragons, laying on the ground dead. Great trees that gave them home, completely burned to ashes. Other dragons who still can breathe, had much worse fate, than dead ones. The body, organs and insides were rotten by gravelord's disease.
Black dragon couldn't move his body, but he could feel himself shaking. Then heard some familiar roar, as he witnesses another image. He saw an entire pile of dead dragons size of a mountain, surrounded by red lake, fully made of blood. On top of the mountain, he saw the main creature, who's responsible for the war. Seath the scaleless, the traitor. He saw a satisfaction face on albino dragon as he smashed random dragon scale.
Then everything blackened again. Now Kalameet felt rage boil in his blood. Shaking still on awe, he roared to the black nothingness. "Wherefore!? Wherefore thou showing me those horrible memories again!? Thou wanteth to taketh some pleasure from me, by scoffing at mine insignificance?" black dragon still didn't realize that he can talk, move around again, as he was blinded by his own anger. Not receiving an answer back, black dragon loses his temper, showed his fangs and small black flame rose from his nostrils. "Answer me!"
And images flood in. This time showing the beginning of the the First flame, the gods, the darksign, and finally, the chosen undead journey, where he started and how he looked like. It showed Kalameet every journey, and ever decisions he made. But black dragon only got more angered, when images of his actions with other dragons and drakes. Cutting off tails for weapons, again and again. Killing them, only to receive they scales, or just for nothing, again and again. Watching himself die by chosen undead hands, again and again! And helping other humans from different worlds, to kill him again! Kalameet couldn't bare it anymore. He is grinding his teeth. So much anger he never felt in his entire life. Of course, it showed the images of chosen undead, killing other beings, lords and traitorous Seath, he's not pleased to see them both got revived, again. That's enough for the black dragon. He wants to see the chosen undead, suffer endlessly!
Suddenly, awake Kalameet by heavy thunder outside. Panting, still shaking from his nightmare, and have a heavy headache, black dragon looked at his surroundings. He was in his cave, curled in sleeping position at the corner, hiding from the midnight stormy weather, but he remembers this bad weather before. Black dragon hesitated to look at his body, but it gave the sigh of relief, as none injuries were seen.
'Is it wast just merely a horrible dream?' thought Kalameet. He did wake up, but he also remembers every single detail of chosen undead journeys. Starting from the Northern Undead Asylum to the kiln of the First Flame. Kalameet tried to remember what he saw and felt in his dreams 'No. It's a new cycle. Undead rekindled the First Flame, or hath left it.'
Standing up and stretching himself, Kalameet went closer to the entrance to look at rainy dark sky. 'If it is a new cycle, why I remember these things? Although...' and this when it hits him. 'This is not only mineth memories. These else memories of this undead. I hath used mine power, to see his, and now mine and his memories, shuffled together.' thought for a moment, still recovering '... And looks of it. No rest for dragons, nor for me, as that he wilt only restart the cycle again.' then Kalameet grinned 'But this time. Thou art not only one, who is still with his senses, with those cycles.'
Kalameet started to gather all his magic in his calamity eye. "O, chosen undead. It's time to suffer!" he laughed.
Thomas is a 22 years old, manager assistant, finished all his jobs duties in late night in Friday. Rejoiced that he can spend freely two days without a headache and enough sleep time. Arriving home in late night, he decided to finish his Dark Souls NG+2 play through.
He's a bit tanned, slim and average sized young-adult. He has short brown hair, who aren't obedient. This is why, he refuses to wear any hats. One time, he wore a hat for half-day, just remove it and witness the new well-made crow nest. Thomas has a blue eyes and thick eyebrows. He's also like to be bearded, but this week, he had to shave it, as it became very large and very itchy. Friends from his office, called him 'the Russian bear', because he was hairy. He doesn't mind his nickname, but he was pure British.
"GG scrub." at this moment, he just killed the final boss — Lord of cinder, Gwyn, with his paladin character. And now he left with decision of what to do with the First Flame. 'Sigh... I love this game and I really want to play it again, but... It's no fun, when you know everything, and nothing is new happening.' although he remembers one weird Kalameet move, that he never saw it. Not in last play through, not in videos and in comments. "I know what to do! I can install mods!" excited that remembers about mod community, but he looked at his clock. "Damn, 3:02am. Well, tomorrow for sure will install. But now — brush teeth and sleep!" decided Thomas to leave his computer on, he didn't even exit from the game, as menu of Dark Souls can be seen. He decided to take only a small nap.
After finishing his teeth brushing, got into the bed and immediately fall into sleep. He was so sleepy, that he didn't felt the orange light imitating from the monitor. When the orange light fully covered his bedroom, Thomas slowly vanishes. He vanished into a new journey.
