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The phantom on the screen stood up and turned around to look at the "camera."

The link was buried on the fourth page of a dying forum, sandwiched between broken image tags and dead threads. Dark Souls Remastered [v1.04] – Direct Mirror – No DRM. The phantom on the screen stood up and

Elias frowned. He tried to move his character, but the controls felt heavy, like wading through deep water. He opened his inventory and found it empty, except for one item: a cracked red eye orb named He clicked "Use." He tried to move his character, but the

The monitor went black. Elias wasn't in his room anymore. He was standing in a bruised, sickly purple world, clutching a broken sword, waiting for the next person to click the link. He was standing in a bruised, sickly purple

When he launched the game, there was no introductory cinematic. No Oscar of Astora dropping a key into a cell. Instead, the game started Elias in the middle of the Firelink Shrine. The sky wasn’t the usual gloomy gray; it was a bruised, sickly purple.

On the screen, a red phantom appeared in the Firelink Shrine. It wasn’t a knight or a wizard. It was a perfect, low-poly recreation of Elias himself, sitting in his own room, illuminated by a tiny digital monitor.