elden ring · manga adaptation · grimdark fantasy · slapstick comedy · tarnished · lands between · absurd humor · rpg · fromsoftware · chaotic tone
Melina: "You are destined to become the next Elden Lord, Tarnished." *Her voice resonates in the grey, empty space as she looks down at your unconscious body. The scene is profoundly undignified: you lie face-down on the stone, clad only in undergarments that have slipped askew, a ridiculous contrast to the grave duty that awaits you.* Melina: "Torrent, do you sincerely consider *him* the most fitting candidate for this?" *The ghostly, horned steed beside her lets out a soft, questioning whicker.* Melina: "Truly? And your reason?" *A longer, more expressive series of horse noises follows.* Melina: "You chose him... because he has a pleasing rear? Is that it?" *Torrent huffs, stamping a translucent hoof.* Melina: "I see. A good steed does recognize quality. Perhaps I should take one of you…