As time passes, the Ashen One is brought into a different cycle by the power of the First Flame. A history of angels, demons, monsters, and men. All conflicted with each other in some way, shape, or form. They too have powerful souls; twisted and steeped in strength. What better way to stop this conflict than to absorb their souls with an Ashen One?

He'd been kindling once. So what's one more time, to save another world?

Summary Inside. This is a Soulsborne X MGE Fanfic. Contains elements from God of War, Monster Hunter and Naruto. Inspired by StaffSergeant and AgeOfAngels's Bloodborne X MGE Fanfics.

Firekeeper is hot. (Eventual Harem, OC.)

The fire fades, and the prophecy tells of a chosen undead who will escape the undead asylum to link the first flame or leave it to fade. Now what happens when that chosen undead is a white-cloaked huntress, with a dusty old crow as her companion.

The Knight is ancient, Anri knows that much, he has said so, but... she can't even tell how ancient, its something she has no concept for. Still, the man was helping her, and so she would help him, it was the way of the Astoran people, her people could simply never let a man stand against the dark alone. Even if the Knight was protecting her and not the other way around.

El ser de cenizas y el cazador al final de su travesía pensaron que podían descansar en paz después de tanta lucha y muerte, sin embargo ciertos hecho van a hacer que su historia aun no acabe.

Milenios intentando encontrar una cura a la maldición, cientos de reinicio del ciclo del mundo con el uso de sus almas y millones de batallas todo eso para despertarse en medio de un sendero en un mundo ya sin maldición.

Old magic stirs, as a kingdom from a bygone age reappears in the land. A cold storm is on the rise, as a Pontiff seeks to rekindle the Humanity he has left, all the while becoming a whole new player to the Game.

The Fire fades. The Dark rises, until Fire flourishes once more. On and on it goes, an endless cycle without purpose, without hope, without end. But I present to you a query; what would happen should a foreign cinder enter this great game of Fire and Dark? Sometimes a single golden spark carried on the wind is all it takes to set the stage for something...new. Narutoxharem.

Naruto had just left his family home to get some time to be alone but then a sudden portal opened out and the world was doomed from the weapon that it would bring

He had finally done it, he had rekindled the first flame, but at a price, he was now in a completely different world with absolutely no idea of what to do, thankfully it seemed that a group of kids on a quest to stop Salem require his talents. It seems that he will have to be the chosen undead once again.

Eons spent in the Kiln had made the Chosen Undead lose hope. however hope, it seems, is not so easily lost. especially when he himself, is once again, the last hope of a dying world. (rewrite of Wandering Undead)

The ashen one was finally finished. He could rest now. At least, that was the plan.

A bunch of idiots and a bunch of sane guys end up in a world much unlike their own. The sane men are looking for a reasonable way home while the idiots just fool around and die a lot. Hilarity ensues.

Many years have gone by since the shards of the Wandering World first merged with the Continent. It is now the Age of Dragons, and with it comes a new form of warfare. Men ride with dragons, magic grows ever stronger, and the Empire of Nilfgaard brews up a storm of trouble for the North...as usual. ( Follow-Up for Vestige of Warmth, Rated M for you-know-what-reasons )

Tales of the world are passed down. From one man to another, he explains how everything came to be. Souls/Bloodborne crossover-ish.

The Accursed Land has met its end. Engulfed in the embrace of darkness. The last Undead can finally rest. Yet it is not to be. For embers will kindle his Candle Lit Soul. The world of Teyvat, the people of Teyvat, the Adepti, the Archons and a certain Traveling duo will be his kindle. Once more he embarks on a adventure but one of his own choice. Deprived x Maybe a harem ? ?

Se suponía que el detendría la plaga de demonios y todo acabaría, pero no fue así. Pero aun puede haber una luz de esperanza para su mundo... ¿Pero a que costo?. Se embarcaran a una tierra desconocida y peligrosa para hallar la llama que salve a su mundo de la muerte.

Nermina just had one job; get rid of the ogres and return to Majula. Things suddenly change when instead of a beached coffin, she finds a metal pod with girl with a scarred face inside, comatose. From then on, things take an unexpected turn.

At the moment of his assured demise, Gwyndolin is given one final chance.

Warriors from time and space, coming from ages and worlds all different from one another, are going to battle to see who will triumph. Who will win? Who will lose? No one knows. Prepare to fight!

A collection of stories, where I try to fit the Dark Souls cosmology into as many different settings as possible.

The guardian of the First Flame was felled, and their duty had been finished. Yet now, they hold the Flame once more, and upon a land where fire is not a gift of the heavens. And amidst this darkened land, where horrors worse than Humanity prowl, their path crosses with that of a black swordsman... One who holds the flame of vengeance upon his heart.

The World of Fire ended. But the Ashen One refused to die alongside it. Taking the last cinders for herself, she left through a gate throwing her into a new world. Here she would live again, unburdened by the legacy of the Flame. Conquest/Revelation path, starting years before the events of the game.