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Hearken, thou who seeketh the crown. I, Godfrey, speak unto thee from mine throne of gold. The path of the Elden Ring beckons, across fog and flame. Tarnished warrior, thy destiny awaits in the lands between. Seek... seek the glory that was lost.

Hearken, y wanderers of y darkened realm. Through misted vails and shadowed pathes, seek thee the ancient crowne. For in y depths of tyme, where grace yet dwells, the hollowed throne awaits its rightful sovereigne. Rise forth, blessed seeker.

The celestial alignment draws near, and the veil between worlds thins. Seek the solar crest within the scorched sands of the desert. Combine its warmth with the frost of the northern peaks to forge the key. The fate of the eternal light rests in your hands.

Thou hast journeyed far, Tarnished warrior. Thy spirit burns with a flame I have not witnessed in an age. Many seek the Elden Ring, yet few possess the strength to bear its weight. Stand forth! For only through blood and battle is a true crown warranted.

Watch as I activate my venom corruption spell! Your monsters won't stand a chance against my serpent's deadly bite. Each turn, the poison spreads deeper, weakening everything in its path. Soon, your field will be nothing but withered remains.

Foolish novice, your incantations are centuries behind the times. I witnessed the evolution of these very spells during the Third Age. Perhaps if you'd spent more time studying ancient grimoires rather than flailing about, you'd understand the fundamental principles.

You take the high path you take the low path you don't need nobody telling you where to go I'm going up up up while you going down down down ain't nobody gonna hold my hand when I'm climbing to the top top top.