Sitting by the bonfire and feeling its warmth I felt like I could finally relax. For even just a little bit. The bonfire didn't feel like any old fire. It felt holy, welcoming, nostalgic even. So I sat by the bonfire for a bit enjoying the warmth and comfort it provided.
But I knew all good things had to end eventually. I had to get up and keep marching forth. Staying like this is not good I can't beco complacent. But, as I was looking around while preparing to get up I saw sothing. My blood imdiately grew cold. Because from the large window-like opening above Heavy set of doors leading to the Asylum Demon's arena.
From that window, I could see the asylum demon himself. Perched above the arena. Waiting. But that wasn't even the scariest part. Because he was staring right at with a ravenous gaze filled with sadism and mockery. daring to even try to go through the doors.
For the first ti, I was glad I was a hollow because if I wasn't then I would probably have shit myself in fear. With the Stray Demon, it was different. I could avoid the stray demon until I was ready, he was an eventuality. But the Asylum Demon? He was right here right now. I have no choice but to face him now.
I was frozen on the spot. Like prey eting the predator's gaze. I am absolutely terrified. But I must do this. Snap out of this John!
Co on! You feel great! You feel aweso! You! Can! Do! This!
Hyping myself up I finally snapped out of my fear-driven state and sat up from the bonfire.
Forcefully stopping myself from shaking, I braced the straight sword handle in my right hand and approached the set of heavy tal doors.
Fuck it I'm not scared of you ugly fat piece of shit! I pushed open the doors with incredible difficulty. Holy hell these doors are heavy. Stepping inside I saw the door I went through beco obscured by fog.
Psyching myself up I continued forth seeing the open door on the side I made it my target. I prepared myself to spri-
/*BOOOOM!*/
I felt my whole world shake as the gigantic demon landed right in front of . He was way more intimidating up close. He was slightly smaller than the asylum demon but he was still 3 tis taller than . His large bulbous body towered over , holding a gigantic hamr to go along with his size. He stared down with a glare filled with malice and anger.
I am scared of you fat ugly piece of shit! Fuck it, just sprint toward the exit and don't look back! And out of freeze, flee and fight. this ti I chose flee. There is no way in Gwyn's burnt beard that I'm going to be able even to provide a fight to the bastard. So just run!!!
But in my tunnel vision toward the door while sprinting I didn't see him swing his hamr horizontally toward my legs.
/_Crunch_/
Suddenly I felt my vision do a 180-degree turn and I realized that I was flung in a spinning motion by the Asylum Demon hitting . Along with that realization, I felt imnse amounts of pain shoot through my legs. or well, probably what's left of them considering the agony I am feeling.
/thud/
''AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHH''
I finally hit the ground, far from the door. The pain in my legs intensified to an unbearable degree. Along with my probably broken back. I lay on the ground motionless except for the occaisional twitching. unable to move from the pain. I could only lay there with my mangled legs and broken back as the Asylum Demon slowly approached .
''Augh augh...''
The Asylum Demon took imnse pleasure from my suffering. I could only helplessly lay there barely able to scream from ripping my vocal cords as the Asylum Demon slowly raised his hamr above his head. Intentionally delaying my demise to prolong my suffering. In my last monts, the only thing I could do was to give him a hateful glare until He brought his hamr down-
/SPLAT/
[YOU DIED]
Those were the last things I saw before I woke up back at the bonfire. Even after dying I still felt the pain in my whole body, especially my legs. unable to restrain myself I started dry heaving while clutching the ground.
I could vividly rember every detail. Including the part where the asylum demons hamr turned into a fine paste. the fear, the dread, the pain I rembered it all vividly.
''*hugh...* *hugh...*''
Finally reclaiming even a tiny bit of composure I sat back up straight and reflected on my encounter with the Asylum Demon. As painful as it was to think back on the encounter I still did. I was too rash, too terrified I couldn't even think straight when faced with him.
Fuck! I couldn't even act rationally when faced with an actual threat, I was such hot shit when I was attacking those unretaliating hollows right!?
'Chosen Undead' my ass! I am the one who the fate of the world relies on? who nearly shat himself seeing a re Asylum Demon?
The guy who is supposed to ring the bells of awakening. the one who is supposed to go through Sen's Fortress and defeat the Iron Golem. The one who is supposed to go to Anor Londo the land of the gods to defeat Dragonslayer Ornstein and Executioner Smough to claim the lord vessel. The one who is supposed to kill the 4 lords of Lordran and claim their souls to open the way to the kiln of the first fla. The one who is supposed to defeat hollowed Gwyn and either fuel the fla or to snuff it and beco the lord of the dark.
? the guy who cried and scread like an infant in front of the asylum demon is supposed to be that ''Chosen Undead''? Is that a joke or sothing? How is soone as pathetic and weak as supposed to be that Chosen Undead? I guess the worlds fucked huh? I May as well sit here and wait until I hollow...
...
No, this won't do. I refuse to waste my second life like this. I won't give up just because so fat ugly bastard spooked . I will beco soone worthy of the title of the Chosen Undead. But above all, I won't give that fucker the satisfaction of making give up.
The first I have to do is forget about the easy path. I refuse to take the easy path. It will make complacent and soft. Soone who takes the easy path out won't survive in soplace like Lordran. I have decided, that no matter what happens, no matter how much I suffer, no matter how much I cry and regret I won't take the open door.
Trying to take the open door is the first thing that killed . And if go through it I know deep down that it won't be the last ti it kills . And if I take it that ans that I truly lost against the Asylum Demon. And I'm too spiteful for that.
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