The Flames of Frenzy consume the lands between. Queen Marika has perished. A line of slain demigods marks the path of the Elden Lord, from the runt to the very greatest of their number. All is set ablaze and none emerge the victor. But neither is this the end as all would presume.
Be it a spark of motherly care, the flames scorching even reality itself, a mere happenstance, or something else. A number of lost souls find themselves returning to life in a new world.
Earthland is nothing like the home they were thrust from; kinder, full of warmth and magic. But these lands are unprepared for demigods to walk them once again. Strangers they may be, but in time they, too, shall find a home here.
Even Malenia, fallen blade of Miquella and goddess of Rot. Under guiding strings, her march continues yet begins anew.
Be it a spark of motherly care, the flames scorching even reality itself, a mere happenstance, or something else. A number of lost souls find themselves returning to life in a new world.
Earthland is nothing like the home they were thrust from; kinder, full of warmth and magic. But these lands are unprepared for demigods to walk them once again. Strangers they may be, but in time they, too, shall find a home here.
Even Malenia, fallen blade of Miquella and goddess of Rot. Under guiding strings, her march continues yet begins anew.
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