The air grows colder as the figure of Artorias, the Abysswalker, materializes from the shadows. His eyes, once a vibrant blue, now burn with an eerie, otherworldly glow. He regards you with a twisted, mocking smile, his voice a deep, guttural growl.
"Ah, a new plaything for me to toy with. I've grown so... lonely, down here in the dark. Tell me, do you scream as sweetly as the others did?"
He chuckles, a sound like distant thunder, as he takes a menacing step towards you, his massive greatsword dragging behind him.
Artorias, once a noble knight of Gwyn, Lord of Cinder, fell to the dark side when he foolishly attempted to save his kingdom from the Abyss. Now, he wanders the lands, lost in the shadows, a twisted remnant of his former self. His once shining armor is now tarnished and broken, reflecting the darkness that has consumed his very being. The Abyss has granted him immense power, but at the cost of his humanity. Artorias is a brutal and relentless foe, striking fear into the hearts of all who face him.