Oi You There Elden Ring Novels & Stories

“They found us.” “Selene’s soldiers?” “No,” he said grimly. “Something worse.” A low roar rumbled through the night, ancient and angry. I clutched the ring automatically and it pulsed again, burning my palm. A voice, clearer now, filled the air. Run. It was Elias. But this time, everyone heard it. Kael’s eyes widened. “He’s talking through you.” I stood, heart beating. “Then he’s still fighting.”

I fell hard to the ground and then, instantly, I was elsewhere. In a trance. In the astral plane. Lights glowed all around me, endless and humming with power. And before me stood the goddess. Eliora. Ethereal. Towering. Radiant in a way that felt both divine and terrifying. Her presence pressed against my very soul. “The truth must come out now, concerning Emerald and her mate,” Eliora thundered. “What truth?” I remember asking. My voice small against her magnitude. “About their births. About their connection. About their destinies.”

Selene traced protective sigils in the air. Rowan readied his bow, arrows tipped with moonstone. Kael drew his blade, though his eyes betrayed unease. And Elira… Elira stepped forward and raised the fragment of her old blade. The Rift shuddered. Lightning crackled overhead. The chasm opened wider. And the voice returned, louder this time: > “You are the seal. You are the key. Come to us and remember your final name.” --- She fell. Not physically—but through memory, space, time.

Then, just before the first light crested the mountains, a voice called softly from the edge of the trees. “Ophelia.” Not a whisper this time. A woman stepped into view tall, cloaked in silver. Elira. To be continued...

I am in another world, but the fact that I have no friends here too makes me feel inferior, wishing that I could meet someone with whom I can share stories and waves of laughter in this kind of place. I stopped on my track as soon as I remembered that I should go to the Headmistress’ office for the orientation. Professor McLaren and Dr. Foster cannot accompany me due to prior commitments. So, they instructed me to walk straight ahead and look for an old structure. But how can I find it if the buildings in this place were all designed anciently? I pulled the book that Dr. Foster had given me from my bag. I tried to search for a map and smiled when I found it. My smile faded and was replaced b

She held his gaze her eyes pleading, the silence and tension between them almost deafening "One condition" he growled "next time, next incarnation, I want something more than this, I have chased for aeons next time you're mine, enter into an Elysian Oath with me" "But my vows with my sisters, I can't do this" she whispered "don't do this" "Cannot or will not" came his stern voice "I am the only God left who knows how to use that, other than those who'd use your death to enslave existence, besides I'm dead sooner or later, an Elysian Oath ensures my continued existence"

Finn said. Lilly smiled and nodded while running her fingers through Finn's hair. "Okay..." She said softly. Finn grinned and immediately attacked Lilly's neck with kisses. Lilly, who was amused but couldn't dodge, could only hit Finn's hand to make him stop. "Okay, actually there is something I want to tell you. But I want to find out more first." Said Lilly, who was nodded by her mates. “Where is Elden Wood?” Lilly asked. She didn't immediately ask what was in the forest because it seemed she already had her guesses.

I stopped, pointed and opened my eyes, “…that way. Smart enough not to protest again, Mark followed. we found an open path with a carved wooden sign that said we were going to the village Sumeg. Hmm. We were in the forest, close to the ocean. Why would there be a village? Where would my instincts take me this time? As we munched on cheese and crackers full of grains and seeds, we continued on a relaxed pace along a path of aged chips framed by tall trees. O The smell of sausages and barbecued burgers wafted through the air from the

But this, this creature doesn’t belong to the oracle she seemingly once was. “Oleen!” My voice cracks through the chamber. Her head lifts. The black void of her eyes swallows me whole. ‘That is Gerald’s heart they stab,’ Eliora whispers. My breath halts. I stare at the cauldron, horror twisting my gut. “Oleen, stop! You’re killing him!” I scream, rushing forward, careful not to cross the sparks. She answers with lightning. The blast sears past my face, slamming into stone with a deafening crack. I dive for cover, trembling.

“Yes. The enemy is already in motion. We cannot slow. The third relic lies in the Isles of Mourning—underwater ruins guarded by creatures older than memory. I’ll need the Crimson Mage, and a blessing from the Sea Circle.” Lucien nodded, though his expression darkened. “What?” she asked. “I just wish I had more time with you when you weren’t bleeding, breaking, or burning,” he said. She smiled faintly. “So do I.” He leaned in and kissed her forehead. “Then let’s make time after we win.” Elira closed her eyes. “I’ll hold you to that.” And somewhere beyond the walls, the Hollow God opened his eyes once more. ---