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You know, I thought about it, and I reconsidered. Irithryll just screams Weiss. It's cold, lonely, has analogies to royalty, and often pisses me off. All of those things match. Where better to put Ice Queen than a place covered in ice? Let's give her some of her own medicine right? Wrong. My initial placement for her was in Farron keep. I thought the irony fit perfectly. Someone who wears heels so much and a skirt having to deal with that swamp? It seemed like a great opportunity to push Weiss' limits. From someone with such high tech, advanced, and precise combat training the swamp seemed like a great idea! But then I thought about it. Weiss exerts her combat from focus, and seemingly nothing else. She lacks the drive of Ruby, the passion of Yang (or anger if vaguely), or conflict Blake so desperately tries to achieve over. Blake's being the more touchy of the three, still has given her more character development than Weiss. I don't dislike Weiss because she is bitchy. I dislike her because she's incomplete. It's established that she's a very lonely person, but is never touched upon after the goddamn trailer until season 4. I know it's easy to assume the position with being a high class figure, with high maintenence and standards that people would probably be intimidated from becoming their friends. Ever wonder why it's lonely at the top? It's because everyone thinks you're looking down on them. So with the raw elements of nature and the pure strength for survival grinding against Weiss' character stats like cold and calculated training and focus, I was ready to jump at the idea. Then, another struck me. Weiss is on the brighter side of a coin. It's all shiny and polished, but on the reverse side is Irithryll and Anor londo. Weiss' biggest concerns are maintaining her status as Heiress, while casually being a girl, depressing family disputes, and feeling really really alone. But oh my god, Weiss has no idea what the flip side of her position is. With so much power in Irithryll and Londo, the Monarch style corruption and taking over gods, the spread of literal chaos through a new kingdom, Weiss has no idea of the true darkness that is the breaking of royalty. The wealthy and the strong will survive here and kill the weak here in Anor Londo, and although Farron is a good competitor for this, you have to admit no survivor thriving in Farron (players aside) would ever conquer the cold, and brutal place that is this kingdom. And that for Weiss, is TRULY ironic. She'll find a new meaning to the word 'cold' in the coming chapters. More will be at the bottom. Enjoy.
"Ugh. Where am I?", I said getting up. My hands pushed off against the ground. There was a thin layer of snow covering the ground. My handprints melted through to the dirt underneath. There was a harsh wind picking up, and god, it's freezing out here. I looked at my hands. There was dirt on them. Not wanting to wipe them on my skirt I bent down and grabbed a small clump of snow. It's not like washing my hands, but it'd have to do.
My breath fogged in front of them. I rubbed them together trying to keep whatever heat i had in them. Myrtenaster was primed with all the dust i needed, but getting a fire would require more than just the crystal. The ground under the snow was dead. It didn't even seem like dirt, it mushed with the snow in a gross grey color.
What is this stuff, ash?
I discarded the thought. It didn't seem to fit if there was evident snow. And geographically there's no volcanoes even remotely near Vale. Although, it could explain why the sun was suddenly blocked out. Also the air contamination. Whatever it was that choked us through that event, it seemed to have gone away. And it certainly wasn't the snow.
Looking around after brushing off, things were definitely not the same. I appear to be alone. There's no sign of people anywhere. Where are the people? There was so much screaming, those sounds… What the hell happened? Where is my team?!
"Hello?! Ruby? Yang? Blake? Anybody?!", I shouted at nothing in particular. No one was here.
Great…
With a huff I took in the surroundings a little better. I don't think I've ever been so surprised in my life. There was a huge There was a small trail down to my left. That lead to a bridge, and the bridge led to… my god. Far before me was… well I don't know what to describe it as. There were medieval gothic style buildings. Some were oddly lit up through windows too far away to see. These buildings were outdated more than who knows how many centuries ago. Yet here they were! An entire city of them! A town? A courte? A…
"A kingdom"
I was breathless. A lost kingdom? On Remnant? This is beyond my comprehension! There were four the kingdoms with their respective cultures, but this? This is never documented anywhere. This era of architecture, the mass construction, the resources?! It's almost unsanctioned! These kind of buildings were never found anywhere on the planet! Chapels and cathedrals alike were landmarks to ancient civilization, but this? This would never be found no matter how much history was put into praising on the face of this planet. But then there was the-
"Oh my god", I said stepping back. The atmosphere almost hid the giant towers behind city. They reached heights that would rival beacons hightower. If anyone were to fall from these heights, they would be able to give themselves a full prayer before the fall ended. What kind of people built this place? And where in god knows where am I?
The wind picked up more forcefull and stronger than than I'd expect than anything that wasn't a tornado. Shielding my eyes from the ice shards whipping against my skin, I looked to see what could be causing the wind. My eyes widen larger than i could anticipate and I'm surprised that I didn't fall over. I did take a step backward however as I saw the moon. The moon was closer than I've ever seen before. A piece of the moon slammed back into place as the universe shattered in sound. Imagine being a spider and an explosion the size of a mountain goes off at the closest distance possible so it wouldn't kill you. I was pushed back by the force of the sound and bucked back and fell flat over. There were rocks at the cliff I was standing at and made the landing that much worse. My back ached and my breath stopped as everything got a lot scarier. The moon flashed a bright glow that seemed to resonate within the city. The ringing in my ear dulled my sense of surrounding as I couldn't breathe. Unable to hear, see and breathe I managed to force myself over on my side as I struggle to get any air in. I grasped for the snow, the rocks, anything to get my bearings. It was like a flashbang beyond comparison.
Slowly feeling returned as the stimulation wore off. The city reappeared slowly in my vision. The ringing stopped and everything slowed down. I finally took in some gasps of air as I could only struggle. What kind of hell is this place. We're so close to the moon as cosmic event takes place right below it. What altitude are we even remotely close too… I don't want to know. I want to get out of here. I want this place to not be real. This isn't Vale anymore. This might not even be Remnant.
Finally as breathing got easier I got to my knees and hands. Struggling to get up I grabbed Myrtenaster and thrust it to the ground. The moon was mending itself. It shouldn't be possible. Extinction would've occurred before anything even close to that impact happened. I guess I shouldn't be surprised by that anymore. After all, where I am didn't exist before any of this started. I should feel lucky I'm alive.
With a little more support, strength returned and i was able to stand up. My skirt might be dirty. But I don't care anymore. It was beyond the effort for saving. It could be wet from snow and dirt, but I could have a concussion. I should really learn not to care about these things anymore.
Taking Myrtenaster from the ground, I looked back to the city. Farther away than i seemed to care was a mountain that could be just as high as here. And to the right was the rest of what I didn't see. A large body of water, a sewer or something, some kind of structure that looked dark inside the distance, and beyond the edge where it was, was the rest of the world. The horizon here was just an illusion. It looked like a stone walkway that let you look at what was truly out there. Part of beacon still stood standing as far as I could see. The rest looked apocalyptic. There were fires and plumes of smoke so huge, they looked somewhat large being this high. They would probably dissipate before they reached close to this atmosphere. There were new structure I couldn't recognize. Overlooking what was left of Vale there were castles that broke the foundation of what used to be, and completely replaced what was there. Countless towers, still well below us, that just replicated the medieval architecture. Some of it more structured, some of it just clashed together with debris everywhere. I can't begin to draw a picture here. The nature of the city, the terrain, it was all gone. Different. Replaced.
"How", was all I could ask. There was nothing else that could protrude through the chaos that broke my mind. I didn't realize it but tears clouded up my vision. With a sniff I wiped my eyes with the cleanest part of my arm sleeve.
What was left?...Who, was left?
For the first time since I've ever left Atlas, I thought I might be alone for the rest of my life.
Dammit! How could I let myself end up like this? I had everything planned out. I had a team, my school was the one of my dreams, and I mean it wasn't exactly what I was prepared for but it still was taken away from me. And for what? For this?! This end of the world just around the corner ready to take my world away from me?! I worked hard to get to where I was. I went my own way to earn my spot in this world. No. Not this place. Not this world. I've lived to see the end of mine. I won't let this world see the end of me. I'm a huntress.. And I'll be damned if you try to steal that from me too.
There's a part of me that's desperate for changes. I've been afraid. Amazing how this conquered me. Born to live a legacy. But I don't intend to suffer any longer. I'm not some pet. It's a shame that it took so long. I guess my training failed. Now that life is finally over. I will not surrender, this life is mine.
This life is not yours. And it never will, and never was meant to be. You abandon yourself in your past, only to find out this isn't you in your future. And who you truly were, will forever be, alone. The mirror shows someone else she will never be able to see, for she is truly, the loneliest of all.
Weiss tightened her grip on Myrtenaster, and strode off toward the rugged path to the bridge. Her determination to continue and survive took over herself. She felt not the cold, not the sadness that her friends may be gone, not even the perception of right and wrong. She felt determination that replaced many of those things. The world has taken so much from her. Now she only strives to take it back.
She didn't even see the sword stuck into the cold barren ground as she stepped down the stairs. She had an easier time walking as the ground was now that of stone bricks. As she rounded the corner she noted a stone pillar likely to hold a lantern. It was obviously not lit, but she didn't grasp how such tall pillars were supposed to be lit in the first place. She stopped at the bridge. She turned around making sure of her options. Behind her was terrain she couldn't make sense of. Like the rest of the world it simply didn't fit. Such a high altitude and still behind her the rock seemed to go higher. It was still small compared to the ridiculous walls that made up these structures she couldn't properly identify.
The bridge was a straight and open path to the city. The lights could still be seen in the distance, but so could this strange glow. It wasn't that of fire or lights, but something ominous. It almost matched the moon. Weiss looked at it once more. The fragments looked to follow the same course as the one she witnessed. She estimated it could take hours to days for the others to realign. But she had no definite way to back that. They were never supposed to do that in the first place, and she doubted there was ever any science to suggest they would. But there was something even still off about it. The moonlight was never strong as the moon itself reflected from multiple fragments, but even as bright as it was the light seemed to form almost a perfect crescent. The moon being broken always had incomplete crescents, so having a full one on this side of the moon should almost never happen. It happened about just as often as eclipses did. And those were just as incomplete. So seeing the moon like this is incredibly rare. At least she thought. She didn't favor much of Remnants astrology (not astronomy) in her learnings, but she could only assume based off that thesis.
The distorted light between the moon and its fragments would normally be looked at with awe. But Weiss decided it wasn't worth much time thinking about. It appears two or three may have already repositioned themselves. If the others followed suit then the same result should appear as last time. That's only what she could hope for. Otherwise it'd kill them all. Or at least whoever was left.
Weiss slowly stepped across the bridge, her weapon in hand. The bridge was so wide a ship may have been able to land here. Unlikely as it was she hadn't actually considered anyone was alive to even pilot a ship. Especially at this height. Weiss pulled out her scroll. Flipping through with her finger she came to the conclusion all online functions were disabled. That meant one of the four kingdoms towers went down. No contact in or out. The kingdoms had put a lot of trust into this system and into each other. If a kingdom wished to hide something from another, than they would never be able to speak at all. It was good on paper, putting all honesty forward, but if for an unknown reason such as this destroyed the towers, then the planet now has to be reduced to handwritten letters for contact. This normally wouldn't be a problem, but if this truly meant no communication, than that meant the backup towers were down, and that meant no one in all of vale would be able to access another kingdom remotely. They were just sitting ducks until the kingdoms grew curious and sent officials to Vale. Or the others. Who the hell knows, there's no way to tell which tower went down either. They'd just hve to wait until someone came along.
If anyone was left to come along that is. Weiss couldn't even imagine what the rest of the world was experiencing. She looked to Beacon's tower from her current position. It was about the farthest possible object she could see. Beacon had a transmission tower directly linked to Vale's. It could broadcast the signal to certain parts of Vale, but even if that were still here… it'd only be as useful as a radio broadcast. She could send something across Vale in attempts to reach someone, but she wasn't sure if anyone would hear it. And it wasn't even there. It was gone. Likely replaced by something else that mashed into the world. But if it wasn't there, where did it go?
Weiss took a picture of the view. It was disastrous, traitorous, chaotic, but at the same time beautiful. Taking more of her surroundings, she decided to document the immediate setting. Putting her scroll away, she began her journey into this mysterious kingdom. She could only hear the wind, and her heels as they stepped across the stone. There were no screams like before. No sounds of death, pain, a struggle. Nothing to cause it either. How long had she been out? How many people have died since she got here? More importantly how? The only thing she could link to the event was all the screaming, the black followed by the storm, then… that sound. It was hard to hear at the time but it stuck out in the back of her mind. A low broad sound. All she had to go off of was that sound. Then she woke here. She decided she'd have to find out later. She didn't want to catch her death out here. Either she'd freeze to death, or meet the same fate the rest of the people had. Whatever it was.
But then, she heard something else. At first it was a hiss. Not an animals hiss. Like steam escaping a pipe hiss. Like something just started exerting pressure. It just happened. Then there was more. It was a scream. A wild wrything scream. Something inhuman and almost monster like. The his was slowly replaced as the screaming grew louder. Weiss quickly turned around to see something horrible. There was a creature, or at least part of one at the end of the bridge.
It looked like it could be a grim. Should be a grim. But it didn't have the features. It had six eyes, three on each side of its huge head. They glowed a fiery orange similar to grim, but similarities didn't stop there. It had horribly kept grey fur from the end of it's snout all the way behind the beast where she couldn't see. It had a head that resembled that of ancient reptile creatures that scarcely populated remnant. Oddly its head seemed to be almost as long as its body. As it lifted up emerging from the fog clouding the end of the bridge, she could see its underside. It's ribcage was completely stripped of flesh and showed the barren insides of the malformed creature. It looked half dead. It's limbs were long, longer than should be on a creature like this. They bent down almost like a human pushing itself off the ground. Then it clawed forward. More and more it was clawing its way from the strange fog that spawned it.
When it was finally free it reared back and gave a defiling scream or roar and charged Weiss. Its jaw spanned open almost a whole 180 degrees as it rushed forward. With the snap of finger Weiss locked ammo into Myrtenaster. The chamber sounded with a click as it stopped, and Weiss easily dodged and spun an arc, cutting along the creature's face and body. It bled blood black as ink as it stained the stone. How it wasn't bleeding prior to this Weiss didn't know. It was missing the underside of it's entire body after all. The creature snapped its jaws shut as hundreds of sharp jagged teeth bit into nothing. It clearly couldn't see when it charged like that.
Skidding across the icy bricks Weiss readied herself once more. The beast with stunning speed bit left in a huge arc. Weiss barely managed to dodge back. Weiss' back was now against the fence at the left end of the bridge. It was faster than she expected. A small tear in her skirt was proof of that. Looking down Weiss scowled in frustration. This beast was clearly trying to kill her. It wasn't clumsy. It was brutal and reckless. It bit right again in a huge arc. Weiss was faster now.
She jumped across the beast's head and cut two arcs into the left side of it's face. It's head bit the fence then lashed back i pain. It gave an angry hiss. Weiss clearly hit its eyes, but despite the bleeding out across its face, it didn't seem to affect its vision. Weiss activated a time glyph beneath her. The creature took its careless swings of its jaw, right, left, right, left, each time missing her completely. Weiss disappeared in a sudden flash of white, each time attacking in between its bite. She attacked its arms, its face, it eyes, its jaw and each time only seemed to anger it more. Retreating Weiss distanced herself as it seemed momentarily focused on attacking her last position. A new glyph formed underneath her. She shot forward with immeasurable speed and projected herself into the air above it. The creature got lucky and took a blind snap at her in the air, but missed, albeit close. As the jaws lashed shut in front of her, she cut into the beast's mouth. She seemed to do some damage this time as the beast's head kicked back from the attack. She then launched herself forward in a projection glyph and cut all the down along its back. It still seemed unphased as it spun around and caught her with its tail.
The creature was big enough to manage that kind of collateral damage. Weiss tumbled and was knocked to the ground. The beast wasted no time trying to end her. It bit down as Weiss pushed herself back across the stone just barely escaping its jaws. It attacked again. Again. AGAIN. It kept biting at her, crawling, trying to snap at her, crush her limbs in its jaws, slash at her with its mangled hands. She wouldn't let it grab her. But it was so close Weiss was beginning to panic. She kept scooting back across the floor failing to stand up, and instinctively held up Myrtenaster in front her as a last resort. She activated the dust cartridge not knowing which it was and stabbed at the beast.
Suddenly the beast reared back in pain. Fire shot across its mouth and burned the easily damaged flesh. She managed to make a huge wound on the inside of the tip of its mouth, as well as its mouth and nose. Teeth were exposed to the outside of its jaws as the flesh was burnt away. Blood still spilled along the course of the battle, and was getting on Weiss' skirt. The slightly damaged end now had a blood stain to go with it, although it was black. The creature seemed to be in shock. Weiss just as surprised managed to stand and stance herself. The creature went for another open mouthed charged forward hoping to catch her in its mouth. Weiss re arming herself with the fire cartridge, stepped to the side and thrust her weapon along the entire right side of the beast. Its body lurch back in pain as it suddenly turned to meet Weiss once more.
She had done more than a considerable amount of damage to it, and now even more of its skeleton shown from the side of its face to the top of its rib cage. The fire was more than effective as a weakness, but it still remained as ruthless as it started. The creature gave a short scream in her direction but then suddenly stopped. Weiss was growing frustrated.
It keeps moving no matter how much I damage it! It feels no pain to the degree its fighting without the flesh on its bones! How am I supposed to kill this thing?!
Suddenly the creature pushed itself up on its forearms. How it could Weiss didn't know. She should have destroyed its muscle fiber to the point it shouldn't be able to move its arms. She could see the damn things bones! It seemed to defy dying! It started shaking its head as its mouth filled with electricity from the back of it throat. Its whole body seemed to be shaking charging this attack, and its chest seemed to be shaking the most. That's when Weiss noticed something.
Its chest is where it built up the lightning! Of course, it's the one place i couldn't reach to attack.
The creature was about to let loose a chain of lightning to shock Weiss beyond control, when weiss shot forward glyphs of ice shards as they shot up from the ground. The shards shattered among impact of the lightning, but she had just enough to knock it off balance. The creature fell over on its side and roared as the lightning stopped flowing. Then Weiss went in for the finishing kill. The creature grasped at its mouth as the right side of its mouth was frozen over and couldn't free itself. By the time it had finally snapped the ice off Weiss had fully charged her glyph once more. She lashed out in a blur of white and slashed across and into the beast's insides. Its limbs flailed to grab her as its open ribs did little to stop her. She continued her volley of attack, slicing, swishing stabbing all as graceful as a snowflake. Relocking the fire cartridge once more she spun and thrust straight into the beast's core burning the thin flesh that remained. Parts of its spine and even more ribs were exposed as she yanked her weapon from the monsters mass.
The beast had had enough and rolled over on its back in one last attempt to save its life. It put its hands together and prayed. Its eyes looked off into nowhere and it simply laid there breathing fastly. With its hands together its finger clutching them together, it almost seemed as if it really were praying.
Weiss stood in shock as the creature stopped its attack on her completely and laid there pitifully. Weiss did not even know how to comprehend how it did this. The creature was barely animalistic. It was savage, monstrous and straight up murderous with intent on killing her and probably eating her! But yet here it was, praying? An ancient form worship lately abandoned by civilization? And here it was in the form of a prayer itself. Does it even know of a god? Does it know what it is praying for? Was it praying to go to a heaven of some sort? For someone to end its suffering? For someone to save its life?
For her to spare it?
Its body shook as its hands pleaded toward the sky. Its breath ever quickening. Its head shook in terror. Almost as if it was crying. Weiss' head ran rampant with thoughts. Questions on why and how never ceased plaguing her mind. She straightened herself, Myrtenaster in hand. She was about to deliver the final blow, when she stopped. She hesitated. Was she really sure she could do this? Her duty as a huntress was to protect humanity from grim and evildoers alike. But here there was, a creature like no other she had seen before. It was full with killing intent sure, but it seemed intelligent. Was it sentient? Was it able to perceive these feelings? Was it able to understand what mercy was?
She looked into the creature's eyes. Its burning orange of fiery now looked harmless. They didn't have any direction to be pointed but Weiss could swear that this creature just looked at her. It looked compassionate. It looked sorrowful. Like it had awaited something after such longing for something to end.
It looked sad. It looked scared. It looked lonely.
For the first time in forever, Weiss actually saw a part of herself in a monster. Even if this was a trick, an animal's first instinct when facing inevitable death is to fight back. This clearly wasn't a grim. And even though grim were intelligent to an extent, they were intelligent upon adaptability. Survivability was a key factor into what plays intelligence into a grims life. But this? This was strategized. This was pleading. This was feeling. This thing was even thinking.
And what was it thinking and feeling now? Weiss' hesitation grew into doubt, then to frustration. She needed to end this now. Even if it was pleading for it's life or praying, she needed to eliminate this thing now!
So why can't I?!, Weiss' subconscious screamed on the inside. For some reason, she wasn't killing this thing. Weiss lowered her weapons slightly and let her guard get slightly down. She wouldn't kill this thing. She won't kill this thing. This thing was sentient. And it knew it was going to die. It's no Grim. And it's no animal. But it needs to die.
Weiss let her frustration take over as she failed to see the sword that was plunged into the beast's stomach. The sword was removed and the beast writhed in pain as she surprisedly stabbed it in the same spot. The beast cried out in pain as it rolled over onto its wounded torso. Weiss readied her stance as the beast slowly crawled toward her and she stepped back. The creature let out its hand to grasp her as she stabbed the creature through the head and its bottom jaw. She withdrew the sword quickly as she watched the beast crawl to her once more. It seemed slowly now as its hand reached from a grabbing motion, to turning over open handed, almost as if asking for her hand. Then it gave one last cut cry, as it died, and it's hand dropped to the floor. It eyes looked dull and empty now, but still burned ever orange.
She killed it. She had killed it and she was too shocked to believe it. The creature was of sentience, and she had just lain it to waste. She felt confused as feelings stirred up against her better judgement. She was right to kill that… Right?
Right?...Yes, that was a threat and had to be eliminated. But what was that thing-
Her thoughts were cut off as the body of the creature erupted into light, before flashing into particles and completely vanishing. Weiss was at a loss for words. Much less for understanding. She wouldn't be able to know that creature's true sight. And now she could never know.
Weiss' body was fidgeting. She had been so caught up in hesitation she never left her attack position. She hesitantly, and stumbling with words let her guard down. This entire event gave her some serious things to think about. That kind of experience could have been revolutionary to science in some degree. The link between humanity and animals? The question of sentient life other than mankind? She had seriously thought there was potential foresight in the hesitation of that situation. And although she could make all the reasons why in her head, she just couldn't grasp onto what she was experiencing. It was something otherworldly. Something entirely otherworldly.
"Ah, such dangerous beasts. Shame we'd had to put his pitiful creature to rest", a voice sounded. Weiss looked up from the ground she was starting, to see someone she had failed to see beforehand. Before her, across the distance where the beast had lied, was where the voice came from. "Are you alright miss?", the voice said.
Weiss looked at the person before her. She saw a knight in shining armor, with blue cloth adorned most of the equipment. The armor was equipped with several pouches and some patches of leather covering smaller spots.
"Pardon me for the unforgivable intrusion, but you seemed to be in a bit a state of bother", the knight said sheathing his sword. The same sword she had seen stab the praying or pleading beast before she had to kill it herself.
"Please forgive the unconventional meeting. I had no doubt you were not in a struggle, but I saw you'd freeze in a moments hesitation, and, well, forgive me for the sudden action as well, but i simply wished to be at your aid", the knight said. His voice was that of someone young, probably around her age she even guessed.
Approaching her Weiss was taken from her racing thoughts as a hand extended in front of her.
"My name is Anri, of astora. To whom do I owe the pleasure?", he asked kindly. Weiss still feeling off hesitantly took his hand. "Weiss Schnee. Heiress of the Schnee dust company."
Phew. Okay, so I know this was a long time to write this chapter, but believe me I was swamped around the other times I was not working on this. It took the longest gap between posting chapters, and yes, I realize that. But I was dedicated to the cause, and thought to myself, 'man, I don't wanna be like those other authors that disappoint me by posting one chapter every month'. But in all seriousness, I get why some writers take so long. A lot of stuff gets in the way, and in all reality, I can see it now. But hey, I liked writing this chapter, so, yay. *Sigh*, man, I really like writing these chapters. If you couldn't tell already, this story takes place mainly in dark souls 3. There will be other places (no spoilers) where our main characters will end up being. Dark souls 3 wraps up the dark souls series very nicely in a nice red bow. If you don't know dark souls, but would like learning about it's lore, I would seriously recommend looking it up after you'd had some experience with the games. It's very interesting! And dark souls 3 is personally my favorite installment of both the games and the lore. Seriously, there is such a deep and rich story behind almost every main character that invokes some kind of feeling. It's a truly feeling based kind of story that really requires a lot of perspective between seeing the darkness between humans, and the gods, and the abyss etc. Almost everything has two sides to it, and that, at least for me, makes for a very provoking and personal story. So, I thought if I can share my enthusiasm for dark souls and invoke that kinda feeling in someone else too, the more the merrier. If not, hey, no harm done. It's like recommending your favorite show to someone. If you tell em, and they love it, great. Now you can discuss what you love about it and theories and point of view n stuff. If not, pffff, whatever. You'll still watch it anyway. Anyway that's all from me for now. Later.
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