Notes from author
"An unnamed and forgotten undead... Sat in a damp and squalid cell. Shunned, herded, and trapped within the Undead Asylum. Damned to go lose his mind and go hollow with his fellows...
But fate is a fickle mistress. And she had other designs for this one.
A key, an escape, a single ray of hope, cast down to the prisoner. He gets a single glimpse of his would-be rescuer. The armor of a high-ranking knight. One from Astora.
Who is this knight? Why give escape to this one? What is the knights purpose? Questions, questions, change, monotony vanquished, something to think about at last! This undead not yet hollowed, not yet lost.
You stand, take a chance and abandon your prison. You run, strike down those in your path. But escape is cut off from you, in the form of a greathammer-toting demon. You narrowly avoid death once more, and curse your poor fortune. But no surrender here. You grabbed hold of your escape rope, do not let it go so easily!
You recover your shield. Your weapon. Both as scarred as you yourself. You venture forth, more confidently now. Til you meets your savior once more.
The demon crushed the knights bones. Left him with few breaths left in his body. With them, he gifts you life, in precious estus. He gifts you hope, in a key to a way out. And he gifts you the one thing that every undead needs to keep their mind, to keep the hollowing form overtaking you...
Purpose. In the form of prophecy.
Armed. Hardened. Ready. You step forth. Destroy the demon, your warden. Abandon your would-be prison. Carried to Lordran on the wings of an ally to the Lady of Sin.
The knight stays with you always. His gifted estus reviving you when you are weary. And his purpose carrying you forward, preventing your hollowing. It is fitting, no, to carry his image, as you seek to fulfill destiny in his place..."
OSCAR OF ASTORA. THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON IN DARK SOULS. HONOR HIS MEMORY. CARRY HIS IMAGE. CARRY HIS PURPOSE WITH YOU ALWAYS.
