I found myself staring slack-jawed at nothing as the image faded from my mind. It took me a moment to recover, as I turned to regard the corpse laying at my feet. That was his soul, that had just pierced my chest. Not just his soul—a piece of memory, something the Hollow had stubbornly held fast to, even as he lost the rest of his identity. I frowned pensively at the soulless body, bowed my head in respect to the man that had been lost, and then turned with purpose.
A ruined courtyard rose up to greet me, sprawling into the distance, all crumbled stone and shattered foundations. A great stone water basin, broken and useless, dominated my view; in front of it, an old corpse... but radiating a mysterious glow.
The trials and tribulations of Ashemma, Deprived Unkindled, as she seeks to unravel the mysteries of Lothric and remember who she is. (Deprived is an unofficial Dark Souls fan comic.) [WARNING: Partial/Obscured Nudity]