While A is away, the blog still gets to play. Please welcome Hector, from the Adventures and Misfortunes of Hector the Aimless.
After the crow brought me to Lordran, I had a strange encounter. I was resting at an old shrine when everything around me started to fade away in a hazy vortex of crimson. A man stood in front of me. He approached me, and before he left, we had an insightful conversation. It was this very conversation that made me record my adventures in this journal.
H: Who… Who are you?
D: I have many names, but you may refer to me as D.
H: So, D, how did you come across this accursed land of Lordran?
D: This land is called Lordran, eh? I have no idea what’s going on. While A has locked me out of her mind, I decided that I would do a bit of traveling in time. A distortion in time like I have never seen drove me to this Lordran.
H: I don’t understand. What is a time distortion?
D: The time seems as though it loops back on itself at a certain point. Do you have any experiences of déjà vu?
H: No, I barely remember who I was before I ended up in the asylum.
D: Asylum? You seem sane to me. Believe me, I should know.
H: In our world, there is a curse, called “The Curse of the Undead.” Anyone who is branded by this sign is thrown out of their lands and corralled to the North to rot in the Undead Asylum.
D: That’s awful! How many survive?
H: Apparently, I am the only one from the asylum to make it to Lordran. Something about being chosen to succeed Gwyn, Lord of Sunlight. Details are a bit…
D: I live inside the head of an insane woman from the 21st century. It’s not important now. I feel my connection to this world slip. Do yourself a favor. Record a journal of everything that has happened on your adventure to succeed this Lord Gwyn. Seeing as how the time keeps looping, if you keep a record, you could end up breaking any endless loops that may occur. My appearance alone may have an effect on the time distortion. Stay alive.
H: I won’t have any problem with that.
Before I could say anything else, D disappeared.
A note from A: Hector the Aimless/Commander T’soni is a brand new blogger, telling the tale of his adventures in Lordran (Dark Souls). Visit his journal, drop him a line and most importantly, tell him his mother sent you. He’ll love that. Bloody kid – insane woman, indeed!