The Bearer of the Curse, a man regarded as the strongest in his world, has reached the end of his search for a cure for his curse, and he still could not find one, and in a pure moment of need, his silent prayer was heard.
The world unwinds, as past...
Under clad armor, silver as it is, coated with the finest of green fur.
He moves.
Under the veil of the night, though unneeded, though unrequested,
He moves.
Such is the fate of the hollowed.
Such is the fate of the one who seeks to break the curse of eternity.
He had left the Underworld, and at the word of the Father of the Abyss, Manus, Faraam has begun to seek out strength.
Strength to fuel his humanity.
Faraam is a man with utmost resolve, he is the incarnation of human will at its peak, and, even at its worst, he is a mighty king with four crowns to bear.
The Underworld had come and go easily, and, because he had met individuals that had a few shared goals in mind with Manus, he listened to their request.
But, there was no time to think about this.
For Faraam, mere walking is something that needs absolute focus.
No matter how sharp your senses, you can never tell what might go wrong.
After the meeting with those people, Faraam ventured through the Underworld and managed to gather more souls, and, from those, he placed a bonfire directly outside of where said people were.
And from that bonfire, he traversed to the first one he made, in the midst of the Ingrassian-Demon Frontier.
He did not have a Firekeeper to channel his souls with.. So, he could not use those souls to gain strength, not yet.
That's what he knows, anyways.
Firekeepers, as they were called, were mediums that acted as the speakers of the First Flame and its extensions, and the translators for whoever wanted to use them.
They had the power to manipulate soul-power to alter someone's energy, increasing whilst doing so, and, on rare occasions, by special request, reduce someone's power.
Faraam's close acquaintance, who was also a sort of Firekeeper, Shannalotte, or, as she was known, the "Emerald Herald".
She always awaited one who would save Drangleic, one who would save the land.
But, after a certain point, she revealed who she truly was.
A daughter of dragons, sent by Aldia's creation, the Ancient Dragon, to guide the one true king to their throne, to guide the one true to king to slay the Queen.
To guide the one true king to the Throne of Want.
And, to the last of that world's days, she awaited Faraam day on and day off, hoping to be of any aid whatsoever.
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