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Random Dark Souls Bullshittery

Dark Souls is a relatively dark game, but the community is fantasizing about licking Priscilla's feet. Random guy with absolutely nothing to do with his life woke up in Dark Souls and does things.

kawaya · Video Games
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Laser Beams

Oh good, it's back in first person.

Anyways, hello. It's been a while, chilling on Firelink and terrorizing Lautrec. Aristia remembered she's a Pyromancer and asked me to follow her to Blighttown and talk to Quelana.

"Why?" She was genuinely offended at my innocent inquiry.

"To get stronger? What else?" She snapped.

"Can't you just, I dunno, freestyle?" I demonstrated by molding soul power into a lightsaber. I slashed at a nearby wall, the lightsaber going like hot knife through butter.

I love sorcery.

"I tried." Aristia sighed. "It just won't work for me."

Maybe you just suck.

"Fuck off." Oh, she can read minds now.

"Stop thinking out loud."

Was that an Ed Sheeran reference?

- - - -

"Destroy this gate." Aristia instructed, gesturing at the gate leading to Valley of Drakes.

"Why haven't we thought of this earlier?" I muttered, casting a Soul Missile to obliterate the rusty iron cell.

The missile was launched, and immediately landed on its target. A small explosion later and the door was launched down the cliff.

Aristia went in, minding the large chasm. Fuck this valley. I'm scared of heights. I'm definitely making Flight sorcery after this. I'm gonna be Iron Man.

Anyways, I followed Aristia in. Immediately, the air took a weird turn. Instead of the wet, rotten air in New Londo Ruins, the air in here is more similar to a freshly cut grass. It was weird, for sure, but infinitely better than the rotten air in New Londo.

"Want to nab the sword and the shield by the dragon?" I gestured to the faraway undead menace.

"Astora's Straight Sword?" Aristia followed my gaze.

"And the Dragon Crest Shield also."

Aristia took a thoughtful expression, which is dumb. I can just explode the Undead Dragon to oblivion and grab the items in less than a minute. It's just a matter of whether I want to.

"Yep, get it." Aristia shrugged.

So, to get to the other side of the valley, you need to cross a small wooden plank. Thickness aside, it looks incredibly old. And I am seriously worried.

"Ladies first." Aritia pinched me afterwards.

Still, she went first. Because she's the lighter one between us. And she's wearing lighter clothes too; a dark colored cloak, a black shirt, black tight-fitting pants, and a pair of boots of the same color.

Then there's me wearing the Sorcerer's set.

I have no idea where she got that.

Anyways, Aristia crossed the plank. Without any shaking by the way. Which is impressive considering how my legs are feeling really light right now.

"Cross over." I will never forget that smug look.

Still, I braved myself and crossed the plank bridge. The wood is strangely solid despite its appearance. And that kind of lowered my fear. So I took a step forward, and cold wind blew by. I have to bite my lips to not scream.

Fuck it, run.

And before I knew it, I was at the other side with Aristia being smug and all that. Fuck you.

"I'm keeping the Astoran Straight Sword."

"You can't use it."

Fuck you for reminding me of that.

- - - -

So, what do you use to fuck up an Undead Dragon?

A. Charged Soul Lance

B. Massive Soul Missile

C. Nukes

D. Laser Beams

Eh, why am I even asking?

"Lemme try this one real quick." Aiming my hand at the slumbering Undead Dragon, I got soul power to gather in my palm.

"Is it explosive?" Aristia inquired, standing by the side.

"I dunno." I shrugged while letting the soul power coalesce into a ball.

Aristia somehow appeared 10 meter away.

Ignoring that, I focused on my spell. The soul power formed into a ball of blue, and the phase 1 in finished. Then, I solidified the outer layers of the ball, trapping the soul power inside. Afterwards, stuffed a shit ton of soul power.

The ball began to glow, and now its ready.

I opened a hole on the side of the ball facing the Undead Dragon. And a laser beam shot out, striking the slumbering lizard in the face.

Then it disappeared.

Not shitting you it really did just disappear. And so is a large chunk of the cliff behind it. Who knew Soul Kamehameha is that strong.

I love sorcery.

"I feel like that's something you got out of an anime." Aristia appeared out of nowhere and hummed in thought.

"I am extremely offended that you do not know what that was."

"Eh, never been a weeb. I prefer playing games."

"Fair enough. But fuck you still."

"Why though?"

"You took the sword, the shield, and even the soul."

"It's not like you can do melee combat."

"How about the soul?"

"You know that you can't use it, right?"

"Yeah..." I sighed, remembering how awful it was.

- - - -

5 hours ago, Firelink Shrine

"Solaire, how do you use souls to improve?" I asked Solaire who was cleaning her sword.

"How the fuck did you not know that?" Aristia looked really shocked.

"Souls hm? Well, that would be easy." Solaire put the sword away for a moment and lead me to the bonfire.

Meanwhile, Aristia can't seem to come with the fact that the strongest(destruction-wise) one of them doesn't even know how to use souls.

"First, you must sit at a bonfire. The fire of a bonfire is magical, as it connects not only through your body but even through your soul." Solaire started.

That's... cool. Can I use soul power to rot someone's soul directly?

Hmm, maybe I can.

"Next?" I gestured for her to continue.

"Bring out your souls, and feed it to the fire." Solaire brought her palm to the fire, a mass of souls on her hand. "While doing so, let it know what aspect of your body do you want to improve. For me, it'll be Endurance."

A whisp of fire separated from the bonfire and wrapped around the souls gathered in Solaire's palm. The souls burned, basically. And the whisp of flame was absorbed through Solaire's hand.

"Haaah~" Okay that erotic moan wasn't really needed.

"Now, you try it." Solaire gestured.

Welp, my turn.

I did the same actions, gathering souls in my palm. I have like, a lot. Like, many lots. I offered the souls to the flame, and wished for it to improve my strength. I want to use zweihander. Aristia won't stop bullying me for not being able to wield it.

The fire ate my souls and tried to enter my body.

Except it can't.

It tried again, but there seems to be a barrier obstructing its path.

Okay what the fuck?

After a few more tries, it gave up and just spat out my souls before disappearing back into the bonfire.

"It's okay." Solaire already comforted me before even knowing what happened.

This is why she's the best.

I spent the following hour sleeping on her lap.

- - - -

I later found out that I have so much soul power in my body that other energy can't enter me at all.

Fuck.

- - - -

"GET THE FUCK AWAY!!!!" Aristia hurriedly slapped me after noticing the familiar set up of soul power gathering in my hand. I did not realize I'm subconsciously making a nuke already.

But god, these creatures are downright horrendous.

The hairy legs, the disgusting big eyes, their weird mouth... I shivered.

"SOUL LANCE! SOUL LANCE! SOUL LANCE!"

Even when I stabbed them, new ones kept appearing. So I formed hundreds of Homing Soul Missiles and introduced the bugs to explosions. Only after not a single creature is alive did I calm down.

"I hate bugs." The blank stare Aristia gave me was offending.

"Yeah me either." Said the witch standing beside us- WHO THE FUCK

"Sup', I'm Beatrice."

short chapter.

i got gangraped by school works. fuck

i want to create a writing schedule cos i also have a skyrim fic in drafts. unfortunately, i know that i wont follow it so the idea goes down the drain.

tho ill try to write 500 words per day to somehow make a chapter. probably.

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