Spitter , flick , tish.
The fire burned brightly over the Erdtree. It engulfed every crevice and root. As such, it spared no one. Cries could be heard throughout the Lands Between.
Some cowered in fear and begged for mercy.
Help!!!
Ahhh
Noooo…
Others accepted their fate
However, most died when their connection to the Erdtree faded.
A voice that came from nowhere and everywhere at once , Declared,
"The Erdtree weeps in fire, but where was its mercy when we bled?
Let it burn.
Let it feel as we have felt."
Eventually all that could be heard was a cacophony of crackling and creaking as massive mountain sized limbs of the Erdtree collapsed.
At the end of it there was only one left.
One man standing at the foot of the Erdtree.
Declared as Elden lord by none, Dominion over none, the King of Ruin , crowned by the flame alone.
He was called….
Let me solo her