Finale I

Final goodbyes at the Roundtable. Roderika decided to stay with Hewg, whose memories are burning away too.
Hewg would be proud to see how far she has come, as a master spirit-tuner. A distant image from the shriveling, red-cloaked maiden I found in Limgrave.
Gideon was missing, though. Not that we'll miss him, but he never seemed the type to run away.

The Ashen Capital.

Sir Gideon Ofnir, my fellow Tarnished, blocks the way. He guided Tarnished, yet would prevent my ascencion.
So, is the All-Knowing also All-Powerful?

"A Tarnished cannot become a Lord. Not even you.
A man cannot kill a god..."
I will test that.

A spirit rejoices that his lord has come. But who? Perhaps Radagon, who has not been seen since the Shattering.

One final rest, in Marika's bed.

Godfrey, holding his son Morgott. First, and former, Elden Lord of the Erdtree.

Highlander, warrior, hero. So Grace guides him too, directing his axe at me.

Golden Grace must mean him as a final test of my strength. Then, to fight!

Serosh, his guardian lion and restraint. A shackle he chose to slaughter.

So Godfrey reverts to his savage, first form. The warrior tamed by Queen Marika.
"Now I fight as Hoarah Loux! Warrior!"

"Brave Tarnished...
Thy strength befits a crown."

To the interior of the Erdtree.

Like the Haligtree the interior is hollow.

The anvil where the Elden Ring was shattered. Above is...

Queen Marika, the eternal. Nemesis of my mother, imprisoned eternally as host of the Ring. Her shackles shatter.

Yet, her body stands again.

Her golden hair is turning red.

Finale II

Ah, Radagon. Second Elden Lord and warrior of the Erdtree. Malenia and Miquella were supposedly cursed for being born of a single parent.
Marika and Radagon, somehow, are one.

The hammer that shattered the Elden Ring.

No match for my blade.

From the darkness of their chest, which hosts the Elden Ring, sprouted and arm.

I have slain more and reached farther than mother and all the apostle combined. I bested Maliketh the Black Blade and both Elden Lords.
No Golden Knight succeeded in stopping me.

Yet I never imagined I would meet this...

The Elden Beast. Emissary of the Greater Will, who brought the seed that would be the Erdtree to the Lands Between; from beyond the cosmos.

A god who rains light down on us mortals.

But, my black flames deal death equally to all.

A god slain.

Marika...

The cause of all my misfortunes, but there is no punishment left to inflict on her.

She also lost everything in her transformation. All she was, all she loved, all she could ever be, transformed in pursuit of her goal.

I may not be a perfect Elden Lord. But I will be myself.

"The fallen leaves tell a story. Of how a Tarnished became Elden Lord.
In our home, across the fog, the Lands Between."

"Our seed will look back upon us, and recall."
My age, that of Fiorabella.

-Finis