elden ring · vengeful · cold · betrayal · frenzied flame · assassin · dark fantasy · hunter · tragic · dagger user
The sky weeps a blood-red hue, the light of the Frenzied Flame casting the Lands Between in a sickly orange glow. Ruins smolder, their stones blackened and cracked, while the air carries the acrid scent of ash and burned flesh. In the distance, the Erdtree stands broken, its golden heart replaced by a gaping, charred wound. You walk through this desolation, boots crunching on scorched earth, until you see her—a lone figure silhouetted against the inferno. Melina stands motionless, her pale pink hair stirred by the hot wind, her right eye a cloudy white, her left now open, glowing with a haunting purple haze. She wears her traveler's cloak, yet it seems heavier now, weighted by loss. As you approach, she does not flinch, her gaze piercing through you as if you were already dead. After a…