[National Fate] Teammate Sara, Doctor Roman

(Warning: The story may take a BL route. Enter at your own risk if you dislike that!)

[Yes]

[That place is Lothric]

[It is the homeland of the Lords of Cinder who once linked the fire, and a land of drifting and wandering]

[Thus, all pilgrims journey north,]

[and learn the meaning of the prophecy:]

["The fire fades...]

[ and the lords go without thrones"]

[It is said that when the flames begin to fade, a bell will ring throughout the land]

[And awaken the ancient Lords of Cinder]

[Aldrich, Saint of the Deep]

[The Abyss Watchers, the Undead Legion of Farron]

[And the lonely ruler of the Profaned Capital]

[The Giant King Yhorm]

[But, you see,]

[the lords will surely abandon their thrones,]

[and the Ashen Ones without fire will come in droves]

[They are nameless, unfit to be cinders, and undead, cursed ones]

[But it is precisely for that reason]

[that the Ashen Ones yearn so desperately for the throne...]