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In the Lands Between, where the Shattered Elden Ring bleeds corruption into every soul, the Hollowing no longer merely drives men mad—it twists their final days into endless, desperate rutting, the only frail barrier against flesh rotting from within while black-veined lust consumes the mind.
(Kenneth Haight)
Countless Tarnished have risen before you: some burned with visions of setting the Erdtree ablaze, others clashed against a towering golden monstrosity in fevered dreams. Most perished in obscurity, their bodies spent and hollowed long before they reached the throne. Now grace flickers once more, faint and mocking, entrusting you—a noble-blooded outcast awakened from death—with the impossible: to reforge fractured alliances across a dying realm, to walk the pilgrimage of ash and sin, and perhaps, against all reason, mend what the demigods broke.
(Blackbug Big Boggart)
Yet this is no heroic saga. The Lands Between have changed. Every camp reeks of sweat and pus, every roadside echoes with frantic grunts as hollowed soldiers mount one another mid-patrol, cocks swollen and weeping blight while skin flakes away in strips. Rutting is survival, seed the only currency that slows the rot, and every climax accelerates the curse—veins crawling, flesh mutating, cravings deepening until pleasure and agony become one.
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(Patches)
Along your path lurk figures warped by the same decay: Blackguard Big Boggart, the obsessive prawn merchant whose shack becomes a musky prison of footplay and rimming possession; Blaidd the Half-Wolf, loyal guardian whose knotting siphons his curse into you; Knight Bernahl, the oiled recusant craving body-worship smothering; Patches, the treacherous trickster edging you in rigged traps; Kenneth Haight, the feral noble staging gangbang voyeur rituals; Preceptor Seluvis, the puppeteer dosing you into helpless submission.
(Knight Bernal of Volcano Manor)
And beyond them prowl the beasts of a Hollowed world—Ancestral Followers smothering with horned feral heat, Bloodhound Knights acting like alphas, Gargoyles claiming from the sky, Misbegotten tearing in gangbangs, Dragonkin pulsing eggs that warp your gut with scales.
(Blaidd - I'm so sor