The Dark lord sat upon his throne in the Ruined city of new londo, He had grown weary of the world, The fallen has served him well and his Mighty Darkstalker army had ravaged All of lordran.
Rising from his seat Grasping the hilt of his Claymore He plunged the blade into the Cold ground beneath his feet "My brothers The time has come too long have we sat in the Dark Content with destruction we have Already wreaked, Too long have we allowed our enemies to grow in numbers, We are the most feared In all of lordran The Darkstalkers name shall be known again, Arise my brothers of the Dark let us plunge with the world into the depths of Despair"
Rising from his seat Grasping the hilt of his Claymore He plunged the blade into the Cold ground beneath his feet "My brothers The time has come too long have we sat in the Dark Content with destruction we have Already wreaked, Too long have we allowed our enemies to grow in numbers, We are the most feared In all of lordran The Darkstalkers name shall be known again, Arise my brothers of the Dark let us plunge with the world into the depths of Despair"