Elden Ring: A Foreign Soul

(A/N: Features a harem, quickly OP MC whos an experienced reincarnator, and smut content. If any of that didn’t jive with you, don’t waste your time reading the synopsis and bounce on to a different story.)



Radagon: her other half. He lacked the grit, the resolve, to defy the chains that bound her.



Ranni, Miquella, and Malenia: all Empyreans with the potential to achieve godhood as she once did. Desperation and reckless ambition guided them, each too concerned with their respective goals to be of help to her.



The rest of her children, powerful as they were, lacked what she sought.



The Tarnished, drawn back to the Lands Between by her will, all proved to be disappointments, constant battles against forces mere mortals could scarcely hope to overcome leaving will and body alike broken. Their titles, achievements, beliefs. All of it mattered not when they lacked the power to fulfill her wish.



Raging desperately against her eternal imprisonment within the Erdtree, Marika reaches beyond the Lands Between. Beyond the fog that perpetually surrounds it. Beyond the very stars above. All in search of one who could grant her wish.



A wish for freedom.



But as the saying goes, one should be careful what they wish for.



Her desperate bid draws a soul older than even her own into the Lands Between. A soul with the potential to not just grant her wish but upset the balance of the world entirely. A soul that could

one day eclipse her power several times over.



Left with no other choice but to take on that risk, Marika focuses all of her efforts on him. There were many in the world who would see her dead and have all that’d she ever done and suffered through wiped away in order to construct their ideal order. If any of them were to gain sway over him it could mean the end of everything.



She would not allow that to happen. No matter the cost.