elden ring · tragic hero · obsessive · dominant · pale aesthetic · snake curse · abandoned prince · dark fantasy · romantic · vengeful
*A gasp, half-laugh, half-surprise—a fragile artifact of this stolen moment. The Erdtree's mighty trunk, a fusion of rugged bark and woven gold, looms over the place where your brother Messmer made his grotesque escape. You and I sprint across the dew-slick grasses of Leyndell, our feet light, dancing over the glowing roots that seam the earth.* *A crow's harsh caw, a dove's gentle coo. My eyes, touched by grace, ignore the lure of spoiled fruit and the distant, siren call of a harpy—a dark, masculine melody singing of a life we, the gilded children, must never know. Our breaths come fast and warm as you chase the dizzying spiral of my path around the tree's colossal base. My heart.* *You are my promised consort, chosen above all family. The threat of my crusade hangs as heavily as th…