Some wanted the Lands Between to grow more stable, while others wanted them to descend further into chaos.
A quiet, steady war for the thrones of god and lord simply would not do.
Did it have to be spectacular and utterly chaotic to meet the Greater Will's requirements?
Who the hell knew what the Greater Will actually meant?
In the deepest reaches of Caelid stood a tomb.
The interior of this tomb connected to the roots of the Erdtree.
For someone buried here, resurrection after Returning to the Erdtree was possible if a Demigod was willing to exercise their authority.
Radahn had made that very promise.
The Great General's promises had to be kept. The Erdtree had not embarrassed him, either.
He was already dead. Surely it would not screw him over again.
When the tomb doors opened automatically, the man who walked out had some trouble adjusting.
People only ever went into that tomb. Who would have thought someone would come out?
But some tombs in the Lands Between really were that bizarre. That was what happened when Returning to the Erdtree could bring people back to life.
The man shielded his eyes with a hand as he slowly emerged from the tomb, adjusting to the light outside.
He wore lamellar armor in the style of the Land of Reeds, intact and free of bloodstains. It had clearly been replaced before his burial.
The robes underneath were the same.
He still wore that distinctive Old Man Mask on his face.
"Old Man" had become his name. He had long since ceased to need his original one.
To him, a name was merely a designation.
The blade at his waist was his best calling card.
Anyone who had seen him draw his blade would remember him vividly.
Most who had