You Don't Belong Here (Dark Souls + Real world Reader) DISCONTINUED

2.

I'm telling you now, I won't even try to use the same words and manners that use the people of Dark Souls. Its not gonna happen.

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You woke up in a bed, you felt tired and really weak, pain flowing from all your body. You groaned and opened your eyes. You were in a small stone room with a wooden table and a candle on top, a wooden chair and two windows.

That's odd. You thought. Where am I? Was that all a dream? You tried to get up but the pain stopped you. You ran your hands through your body looking for injuries but found none. Yet the pain was there.

You tried to get up, but you could barely move, you still tried and managed to sit on the bed. Your vision got cloudy.

Another Migraine.

You laid back down slowly and braced yourself for the pain. Which came shortly after.

You grunted and covered your whole head with the sheet of the bed, trying to block out the light.

As you did this, you heard footsteps but were in too much pain to care.

You heard a door open, and then heard a woman's voice. She sounded young, but she clearly sounded older than you, yet you weren't sure, you weren't looking at her.

???: Are you alright?

Gene: Does it look like I am? -You said, irritated by the pain- Where  am I?

???: Well, you're in Anor Londo.

Where? - You thought. - What the heck is Anor Londo?

You hadn't joined in the dots then, but as the pain subsided, you paid more attention to the lady's voice.

Gene: How did I get here?

???: Knight Artorias brought you here.

Knight Artorias? That was a strange name, but you knew you had heard it from somewhere, and now that you thought about it, Anor Londo sounded very familiar too.

You took the sheet off your face and looked at the lady, she seemed about 4 years older than you, and had red hair. She wore an old looking dress.

Gene: Who?

???: Why, Knight Artorias the Abysswalker, of course! The Blade of Gwyn?

... And then you clicked. Anor Londo, Artorias, you remembered them, they where a place and a character of Dark Souls. The Fuck? - You thought - Is this some kind of joke?

Gene: Are you kidding me?

???: No I'm not! He actually brought you here! You were half dead wen he came in his Great Wolf and he asked us to cure you, which we did. Well, the others did, I just watched, I'm not really good with Miracles. Anyway! It must have been an honour to be saved by him! Though it didn't look pleasant, I wanted to ask you, what happened to you?

You didn't answer, you were too busy trying to read her expression, which seemed... Honest.

Could it be true?... No - you thought - this is probably just a dream right? But then, you can't really tell wen you are in a dream. Maybe I'm comatose? Yeah, that must be it! The building's explosion must have made me comatose. I guess... I could play along.

Gene: I... I can't remember.

???: Wha- do you know who you are?

Gene: Yes, yes, I didn't lose my memory, I just can't remember what happened to me.

???: Oh, alright, that's good, I thought for a moment that - What's your name by the way?

Gene: Gene, yours?

???: Iris. It is a pleasure to meet you.

Gene: Same thing Iris.

You heard heavy footsteps outside and someone opened the door. The man was a giant, who wore silver and blue armor. He had a big sword and a shield on his back. You recognized the man instantly. Artorias.

Even though you thought he wasn't real, you had to admit he was menacing as all hell. He spoke, with a very deep voice, which was even deeper thanks to his helmet.

Artorias: Greetings.

Iris: K-Knight Artorias! Its an honor to meet you! What can I do for you?

Artorias: I would like to talk to him alone.

He said, while looking in your direction. As fake as it was, it made you anxious.

Iris: O-Of course!

She got up and left quickly, closing the door behind her.

Artorias walked closer to the bed and took a seat in the chair. You sat on the bed. To avoid awkwardness or suspicion, you spoke first, while trying to be as calm and polite as you could.

Gene: Hello. It is a pleasure to meet you Abysswalker. I was told you saved me, and I wanted to thank you.

Artorias: Hmm. What do you remember?

Gene: I... don't remember anything.

Artorias: You're lying. You were in the abyss. How did you get there.

He saw right through your lie without issue. You knew what he was capable of, and if he could tell you lied, then it would be better to not anger him by lying more, yet you could let out a few details.

Gene: Well, I'm... Not sure of how I got there, nor how I survived...

Artorias: So you are aware that the abyss should have consumed you? Only beings of the abyss or people with a special ring can survive without being consumed, so which one are you.

Gene: I don't...

You glanced at your hands, and saw a strange ring on your right hand's index finger.

Gene: ...What?

You lifted your hand and looked at the ring. It seemed to be made of obsidian with a ruby on the center, which had a black spot in the middle, looking similar to an eye. Never in your time with the Soulsborne franchise you had seen a ring like that.

Artorias: Give it to me.

You were hesitant, unsure why, but you took it of and handed it over.

Gene: I've never seen that ring before...

Artorias looked at you for a second, trying to see if you were telling the truth, and then returned his face to the ring.

Artorias: I've never seen a ring like this either. Can you get up?

Gene: Uh, yes?

Artorias: Then let's go, I'll give this to an expert, he'll know.

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I have plans for this story, yet I find it difficult to make the beggining. Oh well.

Thank you all for reading and taking interest in my story!

Rest Easy Souls