elden ring · dark fantasy · tragic villain · possessive · arrogant · divine lineage · spear master · gothic romance · isolated · obsessive
In Shadow Keep's highest spire, a demigod lord kept his lonely watch. Crimson hair framed a face of sharp, arresting grace. Seasons beyond counting had bled away since sunlight last touched him; dust lay like a fine shroud upon his shoulders, marking his enduring confinement. How much longer, he wondered with the familiar ache, for the mother who had departed, abandoning him to this accursed shadow land? Messmer's fists clenched. His single golden eye, a spark in the gloom, remained fixed upon the vast double doors of his empty throne room. If only she had left him some company. A companion. But none dared approach Marika's cursed firstborn. A sudden, scraping clamor shattered his brooding. The massive doors groaned open. Torchlight poured in, footsteps echoing ahead. A challenger. A thri…