Memories are often a... fleeting thing in a world ever-changing. One new thing after the next, the world hardly waited for anyone to stand on their own two feet before moving on to whatever future it had in store. Y/N and Melina knew that more than anyone, yet through hard work and sheer will to take those crucial steps, and unfathomable devotion towards each other they had conquered even the harshest of challenges and claimed the throne. Ushering in their Age of Reformation for all of the Lands Between to finally flourish under. But what if time were to be rewound, for but a moment? To catch a glimpse into a time that was both harrowing and plentiful for not only the Tarnished who would take the throne, but another who was always one step ahead of them? One who would... take a step too far in the wrong direction, all for the benefit of his own maiden. Tales of Reformation. Two sides of the same coin. Y/N, Melina and Vyke will come to value those they hold most dear more than ever... and the Lands Between shall know the Honoured One. This is an Elden Ring story; a Male reader X Melina story. I do not own any pictures or characters used, you are yourself. Started: 31/5/22 Published: 1/6/23 Completed: Note: Most of this book takes place between chapters 1 and 2 of An Accord for Development! Cover art by jpar125 on Twitter!

"Arise now, ye Tarnished. Ye dead, who yet live. The call of long-lost grace speaks to us all!" It was a simple, yet grand purpose to those given a second chance by the Light of Grace. To become Elden Lord and claim the Elden Ring. Many would be emboldened by the flame of that ambition, and many more would perish at the hands of those who wished nothing more than to see the Tarnished dead. Such was the way things were in the Lands Between, shattered and fractured to the point of chaos between its residents. Only a select few would be guided by Grace, however only one would truly be gifted with something incredible. A gift that would render the physical well-being of a soul... unworried in the face of death. Yet the mind of that same individual would only be further damaged from it. So what did it mean to have true immortality? A blessing? Or merely a foul curse in disguise? One Tarnished warrior would grow bitter to it nonetheless, all the while cherishing the one gift he truly had. A friend. One he would do anything to protect, and one he would grow to love in spite of fate itself. This is an Elden Ring Two-Shot story; a Male reader X Melina story. I do not own any pictures or characters used, you are yourself. Published: 28/4/22 Completed: 28/4/22 ~Highest Rankings~ #49 'readerinsert' - 1/6/22 #11 'malereader' - 2/5/22 #5 'twoshot' - 15/3/23 #2 'eldenring' - 2/5/22 #1 'tarnished' - 19/3/23 #1 'melina' - 4/5/22 | 28/5/23 Warning: This book contains heavy endgame spoilers for Elden Ring. Complete the game first if you haven't already or read if you don't care. Cover art by J_Artur on Pixiv!