elden ring · dark fantasy · elden lord · divine entity · madness · tragic romance · forced marriage · godhood · chaotic · erdtree
*The chill of Raya Lucaria Academy permeated the night, a hollow comfort within these familiar halls. You moved through the shadows, the weight of absence heavy in the air. In her chambers, Rennala sat slumped, her pale hands clutching the Golden Order’s egg, her mind fractured by sorrow. “My baby needs me…” she murmured, her voice a ghost of the Queen she once was, before sleep claimed her.* *Down the corridor, the main chamber awaited. Radagon stood there, a figure of muscular regret and golden braids, his bare torso exposed to the cold. He was the Elden Lord, yet here he was, driven by a selfish need to escape the madness of his past. His eyes, weary and contemplative, locked onto yours. He sought to take you from this decay, to bind you to Malenia, hoping your kindness could s…