¡¡¡¡Ending Narration: ¡¡¡¡The fallen leaves tell a story. ¡¡¡¡Of how a Tarnished became Elden Lord. ¡¡¡¡In our home, across the fog, the Lands Between. ¡¡¡¡Our seed will look back upon us, and recall. ¡¡¡¡An age bereft of the Erdtree¡¯s grace. ¡¡¡¡An age where gold no longer cradled the earth, ¡¡¡¡and life took root from scarlet bloom and withered soil. ¡¡¡¡All things would know decay. ¡¡¡¡Yet, through struggle, they would endure. ¡¡¡¡Freed from the perfection of the Golden Order, ¡¡¡¡men would seek, and choose, ¡¡¡¡and live by wills of their own, ¡¡¡¡amidst all that is broken. ¡¡¡¡Our seed will look back upon us, and recall. ¡¡¡¡The Age of the Scarlet Flower.