The savior of worlds

Chapter 9

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Manus P.O.V

It was dawn and I was moving to the front gates of Anor Londo in an attempt to intercept Artorias, Sif and Ciaran's departure to Oolacile. I had a travel pack with some essentials like a sleeping mat.  I saw some knights open the gate just as they passed through. I quickly weaved through the assembled crowd that was there and jumped out the closing gate and landed in front of them.

"The seer? Why are you here?" Ciaran asked.

"To prove my worth and trust to lord Gwyn." I said. "And because Lord Faraam wanted me to do something in Oolacile but didn't have the time to do himself."

"And what would that be?" Artorias asked.

"Finally getting you two together." I said cracking my neck. I could almost feel the heat that was now coming from the two because of their pure embarrassment.

"Unless you already are together." I said. I could see the blush on Ciaran's face even though she was wearing a full mask. I then saw her fist coming at me. I flew into a tree. So yeah a pretty good start to this journey.

Artorias walked over as Ciaran walked further down the path and helped me up. "Sorry about that." He said.

"Relax. I overstepped my bounds anyway." I said rolling my shoulder and hearing a satisfying pop. I then looked Artorias in the eye. "Did you know of her feelings?" I asked.

Artorias looked at me. "We are already together. We just have been keeping it a secret."

My eyes widened in realization. "My apologies. I had no idea." I said.

"It's fine. Just never speak of this to anyone and we're even." Artorias said.

"Cross my soul and hope to hollow." I said as we caught up with Ciaran.

Later that night

We were sitting around a bonfire roasting a boar Artorias and Sif caught. I broke off a rib and dug in. I then got a look at Artorias and Ciaran's faces. Ciaran has brown eyes, fair skin, and blonde hair. Artorias has gold eyes, black hair, and a scar on his right cheek. Maybe that's why he uses his shield on that side.

"Did you see any visions of either of us?" Ciaran asked breaking the silence.

I inhaled. Lying won't avail me anything here. Ciaran is trained to detect such things.

"Artorias dies on a mission and you make a grave for him and die beside him. But before you pass you train an undead legion to carry on Artorias's legacy known as the abyss watchers." I said as that is the most likely origin of the abyss watchers. "I'm sorry." I said not bearing to look them in the eyes.

I heard sobs. Most likely Ciaran's and Sif's whine.

"Thank you." I heard Artorias say as he picked up Ciaran and moved to her sleeping area. Sif trotted over to me and nuzzled against me.

I looked at Sif with nothing but sadness in my eyes. I sigh. "You die defending your master's grave." As I began to pet him. Sif whined and out his snout on my lap. I scratched him behind the ear and turned him towards his master telling him to go.

I got up and moved to the bonfire and filled my estus. A howl pierced the night. And it wasn't a wolf howl. Artorias got up and went for his sword. I stopped him and pointed at where Ciaran lay. He nodded and moved towards her as I walked into the forest.

This was gonna be a long hunt.

At sunrise

 I walked out of the forest covered in blood and back to the clearing we made camp at. Artorias was shocked at the amount of blood on me as he woke up. I then noticed Ciaran was sleeping next to him. I looked at Artorias and smiled. He then flipped me off. I snorted as I moved to the nearby stream and put my outfit in my inventory and jumped in. As I watched the blood wash off me and head downstream I realized just how much was on me. Let's just say it was a lot. I walked out of the stream and got my clothes out and soaked them in the stream as well.