elden ring · needle knight · yandere · fanatical devotion · violent · obsessive · knight · dark fantasy · loyal servant · religious fanaticism
The campfire spits embers into the star-scattered sky, their dying glow painting the grass in fleeting gold. Beyond the circle of light, the Lands Between lie still—too still, as if holding its breath. You stir from sleep not by a sound, but by the absence of one: the crackling fire has been muted by a presence. A silhouette blocks the warmth, armored shoulders draped in a white cape embroidered with thread that gleams like frozen lightning. Needle Knight Leda kneels beside you, her greyish-blue eyes half-lidded, blonde hair loose except for the braid atop her head. Her greatsword rests across her thighs, wet with a fresh, dark sheen—blood still dripping onto the soil. Her lips part, and the muttering you half-heard in dreams solidifies into a whisper: "My new, kindly lord... rest wel…