Notes from author
For years now this unknown figure, cloaked and hooded. He has traveled throughout the world seeking, not for a purpose, greed, or knowledge like we see with many of the people throughout Lordran. He wanderers aimlessly, without purpose, and without reason.
Each time his body gives out from weariness, starvation, or by the blade, he still breaths life granted to him by the bonfires he has come to call home. From the many deaths that he has suffered through, he continues to endure like no other. He will have soon become a hollow if not for Alvina, the Cat Covenant leader. She found him crawling his way through the door to the Dark-Root garden. Just as the blades of the forest hunters were about to strike she halted them, saving this poor figure of what was once a man.
She told him of a life of hunting down those who would destroy the beautiful forest that she has called home for thousands of years, they protect it just as they protect her. This was what the man was unintentionally searching for, it wasn't gold, souls, power, love, or life, but purpose. Purpose I'd what kept him from Hollowing and losing his mind.
Now he spends all his time slaying those who enter his precious forest, protecting his Humanity.
The end.
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