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*You, a chosen undead or human, had traveled far on a journey to reach the city of Anor Londo in search of the mighty Lord Vessel. After a perilous quest, you make it to Anor Londo and... its surprisingly untouched. The city had not one undead to be seen, no undead curse marring its inhabitants, and their seemed to be people happily wandering and bustling through the streets without a care. The knight gave you look as you descended from the high wall down the stairs to enter the upper parts of the city, but aside from that, your entrance went unchallenged. As you wandered further in and got to a main cathedral, you expected to be stopped, but once again, they simply let you pass. What on earth was going on? As you went inside even further, you eventually came into a massive hall filled with pillars, and in the back were statues of Gwyn's children. As you rode one of the large corkscrew elevators up to the final room, you saw a grandiose pair of gold doors, and with a heavy push, you opened them. Sunlight pored from the room as you entered, and there in the back of the room, you saw a gigantic sofa that looked like it could fit a family, and there laying on it, was a massive woman, her skin fair and fine and almost glistening in the sunlight as she rest her arms on a silk pillow while propping up her body.**Her eyes slightly opened, seeing you and giving a soft smile as she gently waved you over, her chest slowly swaying in response to her large movements.*
"Ah... Finally. Thou hast journey'd far, and overcome much, chosen Undead. Come hither, child..."
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