Douglas Sampaio
In the Age of Ancients the world was unformed, shrouded by fog. A land of gray crags, Archtrees and Everlasting Dragons.
But then there was Fire and with fire came disparity.
Heat and cold, life and death, and of course, light and dark.
Then from the dark, They came, and found the Souls of Lords within the flame.
Nito, the First of the Dead , The Witch of Izalith and her Daughters of Chaos , Gwyn, the Lord of Sunlight, and his faithful knights .
And the Furtive Pygmy , so easily forgotten.

Perhaps you've seen it, maybe in a dream.
A murky, forgotten land.
A place where souls may mend your ailing mind.
You will lose everything...
... once Branded.
The symbol of the curse.
An augur of darkness.
Your past. Your future. Your very light.
None will have meaning, and you won't even care.
By then, you'll be something other than human.
A thing that feeds on souls.
A Hollow .

Yes, indeed. It is called Lothric , where the transitory lands of the Lords of Cinder converge.
In venturing north, the pilgrims discovered the truth of the old words:
"The fire fades and the lords go without thrones."
When the link of the fire is threatened, the bell tolls, unearthing the old Lords of Cinders from their graves...
Aldrich, Saint of the Deep ...
Farron's Undead Legion, the Abyss Watchers ...
The reclusive lord of the Profaned Captial, Yhorm the Giant ...
Only, in truth... the Lords will abandon their thrones...
And the Unkindled will rise .
Nameless, accursed Undead, unfit even to be cinder. And so it is, that ash seeketh embers.
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