Fromsoft Stories

To abandon oneself in a pointless search for power...how tragic, indeed. A side-story about Genichiro's quests for obtaining more power, following his defeat atop Ashina Castle.

Sleeping in certainty of her brother's return, Malenia rest gathering strength to protect her home harboring a sacred shard. Being the most skilled of the demigods she lays in guard. Lumbering in Rusty armor a Tarnished approaches to change the fate of his once home by claiming the throne. In his wake he leaves the demigods their followers as he searches for the last Shard. The last of the Demigod's rested at her great Halitree and a Tarnished has infiltrated her home after months of searching. Inevitably a fight will take place over her shard that'll decide the fate of the Elden Throne. ==================================== This is a Oneshot for those looking for a quick read, though anything's viable to change so I dunno, if there's enough demand I'll probably do it. Ain't all that good with saying no whether that's for my betterment or not.

Lordran is quite the dangerous place. Undead lurk around every corner, ready to slay the next sane individual who passes through, driven by nothing more than a desire for souls, for more power. The Undead Burg is residence to many a soldier, but here there also fights against the ever turning undead forces, a soldier of Gwyn's army. He weilds a spear, a basic yet tactical weapon, using it to slay his former comrades from a distance.

born of oasis and chaos both, of blood red sand and pure clear water, of stormy skies and ancient trees, the King in rags, Lord of the Sand-Seas. King of the city of sand and blood, of darkness deep, and fires dim, of forged walls and weathered floors, of undying soldiers and everlasting plagues. Deprived of love and life, weathered, worn, Wandering his lands, but devoid of loyal kin, With nary a soul, much less a will to win. Only, a descendant finds them and reminds them of their purpose- -Protect and ward, as you were named, old lord, who sat apon the throne of fire.

Mona Megistus wished to surpass her mentor and become known as the world's greatest astrologer. But she hadn't been so desperate as to summon a being that had never walked under the skies of Teyvat. But she had, and the man who proclaimed himself to be a 'Tarnished' immediately devoted himself to her service. One carried a name and past. The other without a name and of no renown. One sophisticated. The other barbaric. Both slowly realize they complete each other.

Let us live, that we must die... Written in pieced-together journal-format, this narrative takes place through the eyes of two Hunters who have been plunged into the destitute city of Yharnam, each having entered with very different goals, realize that they must work together in order to escape the Nightmare that has been set before them and back to their homes - and possibly the real world. [I do not own Bloodborne, or any of the in-game, NPC/related characters. The Bloodborne game is created by Hidetaka Miyazaki and owned by FromSoft. This story is a work of fanfiction and is for entertainment only. All rights of Bloodborne belong to FromSoft.]

Claim the Elden Ring, Ascend to lordship and rule the lands between... That's what is wanted of you. Tarnished champion of the badlands long gone, but what if your fate lies not in the Elden Ring? What if instead of mending it or leaving it shattered, you replace it with something equal in might? Equal in fury? Would the Greater Will Allow such perversion of power? Only you can find out. Good luck on your journey, wretched Tarnished. It shall be a long one.

read the damn title.

The last Tarnished to walk the Lands Between

I very much hope this piece's lyrics don't ring hollow, but of course it's not like the moon is going to fall from the sky otherwise. AUDIO: https://soundcloud.com/molemanninethousand/molemans-epic-rap-battles-46-solaire-vs-majora VIDEO: (TBA)

Many an unkindled have been transfixed by the talent, beauty, and mystery of the Dancer of the Boreal Valley, but what's really going on behind her aurora veil?

Bloodborne x Dark Souls 3 fanfic (I own nothing) (This is an idea I had for a joint timeline between the two games)

Former methlord Walter and his student Jesse Pinkman found themselves in Yharnam after the Breaking Bad finale. Now they have to make the most of life in a city infested with Eldritch blood, mad hunters and alien cosmic parasites...and not kill themselves in the process Crackfic. Hunter! Walter and Jesse. Feature a shit ton of Yharnam shenanigans

Messmer x Tarnished (Reader/You) / The wooden end of your staff drags against stone as you lean heavily upon it, your body swaying dangerously. The wooden shaft groans under your weight as you struggle to remain standing. You lower yourself to one knee, the venom making your vision swim. "I can't fight you." Messmer footsteps echo across the distance as he approaches. "What manner of Tarnished... that wouldst not raise their staff?" Beneath his amusement lurks a deadly threat. / A graceless warrior enters the Shadow Keep. A lord of flame guards his solitude. Neither of you expected to find understanding in each other. As secrets unravel and duties clash, you both learn that everyone deserves a second chance - even a lord of shadow and flame, even a graceless Tarnished. Where will this path lead? / Slow burn and redemption.

at the age of seven, Y/n Yu and his older brother Ijin Yu lost their parents in a plane crash and got separated. they would return home ten years later to be reunited with their family in Korea