Elden Ring Chaos Novels & Stories

“Corrupted souls, powered by chaos, dogs of a very ancient evil that threatens the multiverse as we know it.” “They were all corrupted by shards?” “No, a certain one corrupts beings, the shard of Chaos. It’s the source of the harbinger’s powers, but that’s different from the one you use. That is the shard of Ente, the protector. Each universe has one, to repel the chaotic energy that the harbingers carry. Naturally, the shards of chaos are generally weaker than the shards of Ente, mostly because they aren’t real shards, just mimics, fakes, created by the same evil I told you about, Zoi. However, the shards of Ente are formed from the being of Lord Ente. You have one of those shards in you no

he yelled. The whole room exploded into chaos. Rogues came at us from every direction. Kael fought like a demon. Ripping throats and breaking bones. I fought my way toward Elara. Had to get her out of those chains. But Darius just kept chanting. Kept pouring more blood into the circle. The corpse in the middle started sitting up.Too Late "Elara!" I reached her and started working on the chains. They were made of some kind of metal that burned my hands.

Year 928 B.G The breeze brushed against Moria’s face as she ride at the back of the great dragon Chaos, the magical beast born from the power of the wind goddess. She admired the scenery above air; hovering high above Llfhame has been her routine every day. Although she can’t always descend to interact with them Moria always makes sure to keep track of the happenings in the Island.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth.

Chaos sneers It's a good and frustrating thing my mouth is gone, because a million curse words come to mind, I'm forced to watch as he lifts up my mangled hand, the pain tears through me, it's a sort of maddening torture, something I cannot express, he knows and it delights him, instead of finishing them of in a single blow dealt with magic, he lets them come and then with pure brute strength he smashes my fist right into the heart of the first Beowulf, I do nothing but wallow in pain as my bone crunches audibly, the Beowulf squeals and whines and despite the pain there's a sickening feeling of joy as my hand closes around it's heart. The last one, on seeing it's partners dead, decides to ma

He licks his lips, and his long eyelashes brush his skin when he blinks most beautifully, and then he suddenly looks at me, holding my gaze and I freeze in that unknown gaze. Those colors I can not identify. "Have you found something?" he asks. I blink out of my haze, shaking my head, my cheeks heating up once more and this time I sit down, and bow my head so my gaze can not linger from the pages before me. I feel his eyes on me for a few seconds but they move back to the pages soon enough. I force myself to concentrate, and after enough scolding, I eventually do, following the story before me. It spoke of Adzar, the magic of chaos. This is why it opens doors to the endless. The Endless is w

She would not listen to reason. Eliminating most of the rulers of Slora was not the ideal way to go, but when Theoden targeted her son, holding back was out of the question. Pandora had never felt so alive turning the enemy against each other. The rumours automatically became true once everyone saw what Pandora was capable of, witnessing her monstrous eyes of flames and frightening form. Even death seemed to be on her side when their weapons failed. However, Theoden had a unique card up his sleeve – a spirit net laced with moonstone dust and a spell cast by Ellen's hands. Zariah reached the castle too late. Her army put up a strong resistance against the few soldiers left, but the Queen was

There was a pause, as he raised his left hand, where the ring with the magical red gem, was worn around his middle finger, as always, in the direction of the dragon. "...and to kill at will." There was a low growl from the dragon at that moment. Belladonna's gaze snapped to the beast, their gaze locked again, till the glowing reptilian eyes of the dragon disappeared slowly into the darkness of the dungeon it was in, the sound of the rattling chains becoming distant, the deeper the beast went. Belladonna frowned. Something wasn't right. "Eli." "My Queen," his response was immediate. A smile played on her lips instinctively.

“Darling alpha Erzelus. Didn’t you find these battles overly easy to win? Thank you!!! Thank you for bringing up the disorder in Wengarthria!!! We have been waiting for this moment for eternity!!! Whatever you touch turns into mayhem, misery and ashes. It had been foretold that your birth would bring the chaos in the world we know. It was foretold you will be the chaos bringer. The one who will shatter the order of the realms, but you and your human counterpart overdid yourself. We never thought that you would exceed our expectations! Magnificent! “But be reminded, when bringing the chaos into the world, chaos will overtake you, and the price is your soul. In a world of chaos, you will meet

And so, amidst the harmonizing echoes and the untamed magic of The Enchanted Realm, Elysia, Valen, and Elara continued their quest, ready to unravel the secrets that awaited them and shape the destiny of their realm for generations to come. The aftermath of their battle with the Time Weaver left the heroes with a heightened sense of awareness. Elysia's mastery over elemental manipulation was evident in the way she seamlessly channeled the energies of nature. Her control over the elements allowed her to harness the power of