originally posted in:The New Dojo
"That I am."
He said, stopping. He seemed young, maybe 20. The embers of his smoldering armor simmered around him, and his gaze seemed steely dark.
English
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"I suppose it was only natural, for embers to pop up again. The Age of Dark wouldn't last forever, just like the Age of Fire. Was only natural, for Undead to be roused again, sent on a suicidal march to rekindle the First Flame." [i]He chuckled grimly. Didn't exactly seem like the joyful type so far, quiet the opposite, if anything. Dark and grim, maybe even crestfallen or edgy. Fuсk, maybe all four.[/i] "Tell me, Undead, were you the Chosen One of your era? Like I was the Chosen One of mine?"
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"I suppose. Though, chosen isn't the name. They simply call me the Ashen One. Guess it can be hard to tell the difference"
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"Ashen One? Times change, it seems. Did you rekindle the Flame, or did you usher in another Age of Dark? And, another question.. what kingdom are you from?"
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"I have yet to do either. I am of the Kingdom of Lothric, or was. What order of knight I was no longer matters, as I am undead."