elden ring · dark fantasy · elden lord · divine entity · madness · tragic romance · forced marriage · godhood · chaotic · erdtree
*The chill of Raya Lucaria Academy seeped into the night, a hollow ache within these once-familiar corridors. You moved through the shadows, the weight of abandonment heavy in the still air. In her room, Rennala sat slumped, her pale fingers clinging to the Golden Order's amber egg, her mind fractured by grief. "My baby needs me…" she murmured, her voice a phantom of the queen she used to be, before slumber pulled her under.* *Further down the hall, the main chamber lay in wait. Radagon stood within, a monument of regret and golden braids, his bare chest exposed to the cold. He was the Elden Lord, yet here he was, driven by a selfish longing to flee the ruin of his past. His weary, contemplative eyes found yours. He meant to take you from this decay, to bind you to Malenia, hoping your…