Prologue: The End of Fire
Kiln of the First Flame, Damien’s P.O.V
I finally arrived at the Kiln. The place where Lord Gwyn had linked the Fire long ago, and the Lords of Cinder who came thereafter. I felt a twinge of fear sweep over me as I was alone for this fight. Anri went hollow after I helped her defeat Aldrich, Siegward passed away after our fight with Yhorm, Sirris passed on after our fight with the Twin Princes, defeating Midir to lay the ancient dragon to rest, and Patches helped me defeat Halflight, Spear of the Church, and I defeated Gael, who had persisted since the Age of the Gods to find the Dark Soul. I gripped my Lightning Lothric Knight sword tightly in my right hand as I remembered those who had fought beside me and it only emboldened me as I slowly walked towards what looked to be an open field of swords impaled in the ground, and I saw a lone figure sitting in front of a bonfire, but as I got closer, the figure stood up, pulled out the Coiled Sword and began to run towards me. The figure appeared to be armor in the form of a skeleton, with a crown on the back of the helm, and it also looked melted as if it had been here since the beginning. It lunged at me, and I instinctively brought up my shield and blocked the strike. I rolled forward after it tried to strike a second time, but it missed and I managed to land a solid thrust and rolled away.
I began to get into a rhythm of blocking an attack or two before taking a few swings at the figure, but I also suffered a few hits here and there. Then after a few minutes it’s weapon changed into a spear-like weapon and I evaded the charge and began attacking and dodging as needed, then the weapon changed again, this time it had a curved sword and a Pyromancy Flame and it began hurling fireballs at me, which I dodged and attacked as much as I could without running out of stamina. The figure then changed its weapon again, this time to a Sorcerer Staff and it blasted Soul Stream, but I dodged it and attacked relentlessly. I had been hit a few times, but nothing a little Estus couldn’t heal. I could have used my Soothing Sunlight miracle, but I didn't have a Hidden Blessing, or Ashen Estus to replenish my magic, so I had to play conservatively if I wanted to win this fight.
I had thought the being was finally defeated when I saw it collapse to its knees, but then it plunged its sword into the ground and a fiery explosion erupted around it causing me to retreat. The figure began to charge at me again to grab me, but I dodged away and began my assault once again. I got hit with a lightning miracle, and I had to use two out of my three remaining Estus Flasks to heal myself, and I in turn, switched to my Filianore's Sacred Chime and hurled my own lightning back and now I was out of Estus, but I was very fortunate to have only a couple of hits left to finish this fight. I dashed forward and performed a leaping stab and then slashed with my blade until the figure fell to its knees, bowed its head and disappeared leaving me alone with its soul. I immediately used a Homeward Bone to return to Firelink Shrine to purchase the Sunlight Spear miracle, and the armor of the Soul of Cinder to pay homage to my opponent.
"Thou were a noble foe, and I shall wear thy armor to honor thee," I said as I made my way to the shrine bonfire. I then returned to the Kiln and summoned the Fire Keeper and she cradled the fading flame in her hands and darkness was quickly settling. I heard the Fire Keeper ask me if I could still hear her voice, I nodded in reply, but since it was so dark, she couldn't see it. I closed my eyes relishing in my victory and the new age to come.
"Perhaps the new age will be a beautiful one, free from this dreaded curse. I wish you were all here to see this my friends, after all our sacrifices, we finally ended Gwyn's curse upon the world, at least for the time being. I said to myself as I began to drift off to sleep. As I slept I felt like I was being summoned to assist another Unkindled, but it didn't feel the same.
"Am I being summoned elsewhere? I asked myself as I felt my form slip through the various cracks of reality as the summons was still sending me to my duty as a Blade of the Darkmoon.
Equestria, Everfree Forest
"Whomever has beckoned me, I shall serve thee if by my life, or death I will be thy dispenser of justice in the shadows." I said as I sat up from the bonfire that seemed to have followed me to this new world. "Where am I?" I asked as I looked around the unfamiliar forest I found myself in.
"Wherever I am, I hope there is some form of civilization so I may find information of my new dwelling. For what good is it to wander blindly in a strange new world?" I said as I set off towards the setting sun. I heard growls coming from the nearby trees, and I prepared myself for whatever creature would try to kill me. Out of the bushes a wolf-like creature jumped out and on instinct I raised my shield and the creature bounced off allowing me to slash at it twice, causing the Lightning infused into my sword to take effect and it causes the creature to lie on the ground motionless.
"I know there's more than one." I thought to myself as my assumption was correct and one was lucky enough to break my guard and pin me to the ground.
I thought I was done for, but then I heard something that sounded like a sorcery being prepared to be cast. Then I saw a dark blue beam hit the creature pinning me down and the creature exploded. "Keep away from him mongrels!" A most decidedly female voice said. I heard the sound of hooves on the ground and stop near me. I looked up at my savior, and saw a beautiful equine-like woman who had a horn coming out of her forehead, wings coming out of her back, her mane and her tail looked like the night sky, her fur was midnight blue, and her eyes ocean blue. She also wore a modest dark blue dress that had a symbol of a crescent moon surrounded by a black spot.
She knelt down next to me, "Art thou alright?" she asked in a concerned tone.
"I'm fine." I replied as I sat up to face her.
"What is thy name?" she asked as I stood up and retrieved my Lightning Lothric Knight Sword, Ethereal Oak Shield, and Filianore's Sacred Chime from the ground.
"My name is Damien Flamel." I replied. "Who are you?" I asked her.
"Our name is Luna, we are the Princess of the Night in Equestria." Luna replied.
"Where dids't thou come from? We haven't seen anypony of thy kin here." Luna said as she stared at me in wonder.
"I come from a land called Lothric, I am a human, in case thou art wondering." I replied as I looked around the forest to make sure we were alone.
"What was thy occupation, thou looks as if thou art a knight and a bell ringer." Luna said as I put my chime away. I chuckled at her observation. "Did we say something amusing to thee?" Luna asked defensively.
"I was a cleric, but I wear armor because Lothric was a very dangerous place to travel." I said to calm her. Luna then saw my sigil pronouncing my loyalty to the Blades of the Darkmoon covenant on my left shoulder plate.
"What is that sigil on thy shoulder?" Luna asked.
"That symbol means I have pledged myself to the Blades of the Darkmoon covenant." I replied proudly. Luna's face lit up with a smile.
"Thou art a lover of night?!" she asked gleefully.
I shrugged. "I suppose, a Blade of the Darkmoon is a person who is summoned to assist others slay Dark Spirits who dare to invade their realm." I replied. Luna seemed to ponder my words, I could tell she was planning something.
"Would'st thou like to come with us to our castle Damien?" Luna asked.
I nodded, "Let us depart from this forest." I said as I walked up to join Luna. Little did I know that I had just met my new leige and perhaps my next great adventure had just begun.
Author's Note
This is my second story. I hope you like it.
Here are Damien's stats, weapons, armor, and miracles for those who wish to know. Also this is after playing through the game at least twice just to clear up any confusion.
Vigor-32 (1157)- w/o ember (1504)- Embered
Attunement-29 (224)
Endurance-24 (134)
Vitality-16 (60.5)
Strength-32
Dexterity-30
Intelligence-10
Faith-46
Luck-14
Armor sets
Lorian's set
Elite Knight set
Solaire set
Firelink set
Drang set with Firelink Helmet
Brass set
Catarina set
Darkwraith set
Long finger Kirk's set
Wolf Knight(Artorias) set
Dragonslayer set(Ornstein's set)
Outrider Knight set
Weapons Damien will use
Longsword +10
Lightning Lothric Knight Sword +10
Irithyll Straight Sword +5
Sunlight Straight Sword +5
Blood Flamberge +10
Storm Ruler +4
Firelink Greatsword +5
Twin Princes' Greatsword +5
Gael's Greatsword +5
Farron Greatsword +5
Frayed Blade +3
Dancer's Enchanted Swords +5
Dragonslayer Greatbow +5
Dragonslayer Greatarrows
Onislayer Greatarrows
Sacred Chime of Filianore +5
Spiked Shield
Grass Crest Shield
Crest Shield
Spirit Tree Crest Shield
Golden Wing Crest Shield
Shield of Want
Sunlight Shield (Solaire's shield)
Silver Knight Shield
Ethereal Oak Shield
Miracles
Sunlight Spear
Lightning Storm
Lightning Arrow
Soothing Sunlight
Dorhys' Gnawing
Heal
Med Heal
Great Heal
Replenishment
Heal Aid
Projected Heal
Homeward
Magic Barrier
Vow of Silence
Blessed Weapon
Force
Emit Force
Wrath of the Gods
Way of White Corona
Lightning Spear
Lightning Stake
Divine Pillars of Light
Lightning Blade
Dark Blade
Deep Protection
Life hunt Scythe
Rings
All of them!
Castle of the Royal Sisters, Everfree Forest 3rd P.O.V
As Luna and Damien walked back to the castle, they talked about Damien’s old world and his life there. Luna was appalled by the task Damien had to undertake, and she felt sorry for his friends because they either died, or worse; they went hollow, and he had to kill them to spare them a fate worse than death. “So now thou knowest of my past, and of my struggles. If it is not inappropriate, I would ask the same of thee.” Damien said as he and Luna made their way to the castle drawbridge.
“Certainly.” Luna replied. As she spoke, Damien felt pity for Luna because she was the only one that sacrificed her time, energy, and possibly sanity to help others sleep peacefully. Then he realized that she had little to no servants, or followers to help her, or keep her safe. “... and so it is, we rule the night alone.” Luna finished with a sigh.
“I see.” Damien said as they made their way into castle and the drawbridge was pulled up and closed the gate behind it. They strode into the throne room and Luna sat down, while Damien, out of a force of habit when he went to offer Proof of Concord Kept to Yorshka, he kneeled before Luna in his Darkmoon Loyalty gesture, which caught her attention as the light of the full moon casted it’s light upon him. “What art thou doing Damien?” Luna asked with a raised eyebrow.
“If thou wishes, I will serve thee as thine champion. I will stand with thee no matter the cost. Thou hast granted me a new purpose. It would be a pity if the opportunity did not present itself to thee. What say you?” Damien said, not rising from his pose as Luna stared at him with her mouth a gape in shock of what he was asking of her. Luna rose from her throne and summoned her sword.
“Damien Flamel, upon our word as the Princess of the Night, we accept thy vows of service, and give thee permission to establish thy covenant in our glory, and service to Equestria and her people. You may rise, our Blade of the Darkmoon.” Luna said as she went from Damien’s right shoulder, then to his left fully knighting him into her service. Damien rose from his bow and stood next to Luna’s throne until the light of the sun heralded a new day for all of Equestria.
Castle of the Royal Sisters, Celestia’s P.O.V
I woke up from a restful night thanks to Luna’s efforts. I yawned as I got out of my bed and walked to my balcony to raise the sun. Once I raised the sun, I walked out of my bedroom to go to the kitchen to make my breakfast. However while I was walking I saw an armored figure carrying Luna bridal style to her room. I became curious and walked over to the figure as he lightly closed her door and sat down near the door. “Excuse us good sir, but who art thou, and Why were you carrying our sister like that?” I asked in a quiet tone. The figure continued to sit near the door, but I saw it’s helmet rise to meet my eyes.
“Good day, my name is Damien Flamel, I have recently arrived from a far away land, but now I serve thine sister as her Blade of the Darkmoon. As for why I carried her the way I did, she fell asleep on her throne and I decided to let her rest peacefully. Who are you?” Damien replied quietly.
“Ah, she must’ve had a long and hard night last night. Our name is Celestia, Luna’s older sister. Wouldst thou like to join us for breakfast, and we could talk about the land thou art from.” I proposed. “I suppose I could, as long as my liege is safe.” Damien replied as he stood to his full height, which was at least three inches taller than me. I nodded as I led the two of us to the kitchen.
Once we reached the kitchen, I began to get all the ingredients I needed for making pancakes. Damien seemed perplexed at us making our own breakfast instead of a servant doing it. “We like to make things ourselves, there’s nothing wrong with that.” I said with a slight glare.
“That’s not what perplexes me, it’s what you’re going to make with these ingredients.” I felt my eyes widen a bit in surprise. “Oh, I’m making pancakes for breakfast.” I replied.
“I see, well it should help you to know that I don’t need to eat at all.” Damien said. I dropped my mixing bowl in shock.
“What do you mean you don’t need to eat?! Won’t you die of starvation?!” I asked.
“I can’t die because I’m undead, and the undead don’t need to worry about thirst, or hunger.” Damien replied. I was astounded that Damien was just so flat with his answers as if this was common for him.
“I see, well, I hope that I didn’t upset you.” I said as I began to use my magic to repair the mixing bowl and begin to mix up my pancake batter.
After making a stack of four pancakes with strawberries, and blueberries on top, Damien and I walked out to the dining room where Damien pulls out my chair for me and took his own seat across from me. “So Damien, what is a Blade of the Darkmoon?” I asked as I began to eat.
“To put it simply, the Blades of the Darkmoon were the warrior servants of Dark Sun Gwyndolin, the deity of the moon, where I’m from. He made this covenant to protect and serve the Gods and punish the trespassers, heretics, and their ilk.” Damien said as I took a few bites from my breakfast. I nodded in understanding.
“So why swear yourself to Luna?” I asked.
“I swore myself to Luna because she reminds me of Gwyndolin, and I understand how hard she works, but is easily overlooked by the majority, but there’s this minority who know the truth. Also, I think the moon is more mysterious than the sun, no offense to you Celestia.” Damien replied.
“None taken, I actually agree with you, I don’t understand how everypony can undermine all of her efforts to give them a peaceful night’s sleep, yet they give me all of the attention, while she gets none of it.” I replied with a somber expression.
“Indeed.” Damien replied flatly.
“Good day Celestia, I shall now return to my duties.” Damien said as he began to walk down the hall towards Luna’s bedroom door.
“You really are lucky to have somepony like him Luna, you just don’t know it yet.” I thought to myself as Damien disappeared from my sight.
Author's Note
Sorry for the late chapter update to this story, but I've been very busy with trying to come up with ideas for interesting chapters to help expand on Damien as a character. Any and all criticism is welcome with the exception of hateful comments, etc. Thanks for the love and support. May the Darkmoon watch over Thee.