Naruto: The Chosen Undead

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Chapter 92 Warrior of Sunlight

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Naruto and Solaire walked into the castle, their footsteps echoing faintly against the stone floor.

Solaire's gaze immediately shifted to the unlit bonfire in the center of the room. "Ah, this will do nicely," he said, moving to light it.

Naruto, meanwhile, took in his surroundings. The room was vast, filled with long, broken benches and barrels scattered about like remnants of some forgotten gathering.

To his left, a massive arched entryway led to a staircase, but the path was blocked by a heavy metal gate reinforced with wicked-looking spikes at the base.

But what really caught Naruto's eye was the fountain. It stood at the far end of the room, worn and weathered by time, yet still impressive. At its center was a statue—a woman draped in flowing robes, her features serene and regal, a crown resting atop her head. In her arms, she cradled a small child, and in her other hand, she held a straight sword.

Something about the sword tugged at Naruto's memory.

The sudden whoosh of the bonfire lighting broke his thoughts, and Naruto turned to see Solaire sitting comfortably by the flame, its warm glow dancing across his armor.

Naruto sighed, flopping down beside him. "You know," he started, staring into the fire, "I actually came here planning to fight that Taurus Demon again. Thought I'd see how strong I've gotten. But instead…" He threw his hands up in mock disbelief. "I ended up fighting a damn dragon!"

Solaire raised a finger, correcting him almost instinctively. "A wyvern, my young friend."

Naruto gave him a flat look. "Seriously? That's your takeaway from this?"

Solaire chuckled. "Precision matters, even in matters of beasts."

Naruto grumbled but couldn't help smirking. "Yeah, yeah… But still, I wonder why that is? Why stuff comes back, like it resets after a while, but some things don't. Like the Taurus Demon—it hasn't come back. Do you think the wyvern will?"

"No, it won't."

"What makes you so sure?"

"The flow of time here is… weakened," Solaire explained, his gaze fixed on the fire. "Lordran is a world caught in a slow collapse. The passage of time erodes, and the world begins to resist change. Events loop back, repeating as if trying to return to a state of stillness—of stagnation."

Naruto frowned, trying to piece that together. "So that's why stuff comes back? Like a broken clock rewinding itself?"

"Precisely."

"Then what about the exceptions?"

Solaire tilted his head thoughtfully. "Creatures or beings that are new to Lordran don't yet belong to its cycle. When time pulls back, it resets to a state before they arrived. That is why such things disappear. But older beings—the ones tied deeply to this land—return, again and again."

"Oh," Naruto said. He could feel his brain struggling to keep up with the logic of it all. "So, like… why now? Why's all this happening now?"

Solaire's voice softened, almost somber. "The First Flame is weakening. As it fades, the Age of Fire—the age of light—nears its end."

"And what happens when it ends?"

Solaire shrugged, his armor clinking faintly. "That, my friend, is a question even the gods cannot answer."

A beat of silence passed, heavy and still.

"Well, I wouldn't worry about it," Naruto said suddenly, breaking the tension. "I mean, I've always lived by one rule: worry about the present. Future's just gonna do its thing whether you stress about it or not."

"Spoken like someone with their whole life ahead of them. But for us old-timers, the future is a weight we can't ignore."

Naruto rubbed his chin, quickly searching for a way to lighten the mood.

"Hey, Solaire, are you… y'know, someone important or something?"

"Important? I wouldn't say so."

Naruto grinned, pointing dramatically at the fountain. "Oh, come on! You're telling me you're not important when there's literally a statue of you as a baby over there? You have the same sword—it's you!"

Solaire let out a deep, hearty laugh that echoed across the room.

"That is quite the jest, my friend! But I assure you, I am no god or someone important to be immortalized in stone."

Naruto squinted at him suspiciously. "You sure? Look at that sword. It's just like yours."

Solaire glanced back at the fountain, shaking his head. "Ah, the statue depicts none other than Queen Rosaria and her child. A far cry from me, I assure you."

Naruto scratched his head. "Huh. So you're not royalty, but you carry that same sword. Why?"

Solaire's tone grew a touch softer. "I was once part of the Way of White, as many aspiring knights are. But my path led me elsewhere. I discovered the covenant of the child of sunlight—the Warriors of Sunlight. I swore my loyalty to that covenant."

"Wait, Sunbro, you were part of that scammer cult?" Naruto blurted. "No offense."

Solaire paused, then let out a soft, amused chuckle. "None taken, my young friend. The Way of White is the predominant faith in Astora, so joining its ranks was simply expected. A man often walks the same path as his forefathers."

"Doesn't change the fact that they're kinda… shady. I mean, those undead hunts—"

Naruto stopped mid-sentence, his stomach twisting at the thought. I almost became one of their victims…

"Yes, the undead hunts. They speak of honor and duty, but I could not see it. The light of Allfather Lloyd—once brilliant—had grown weak, sad, and given up. In their fear of the curse, they hunted those who needed guidance most, and I… I found I could not call it justice."

Naruto opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came.

"But," Solaire continued, standing up and motioning for Naruto to follow, "that was only the beginning of my path. Come, there is something I would show you."

Naruto frowned but stood, trailing behind Solaire as they walked through a doorframe to the right of the bonfire.

The broken Sunlight Altar stood as a worn-out relic of a forgotten age, its stone surface cracked and weathered. Overgrown grass and creeping vines had begun to swallow the area, nature slowly reclaiming what had been left behind. Scattered across the ground were fragments of what Naruto guessed used to be a statue—broken stone spread out like pieces of a shattered memory. His eyes lingered on the remains of a pair of stone boots, still anchored to the altar, and a strange, fractured spear embedded nearby.

The strangest sight, however, was to the sides of the altar. Two hollows knelt in silent prayer, their withered forms bowed low, utterly still. They didn't attack or even acknowledge Naruto and Solaire's presence.

"This place…" Solaire began. "It is here that I once knelt, lost and alone, seeking purpose."

"You've been here before?"

Solaire nodded, stepping forward. "Yes. Long ago, when I first ventured into Lordran. I had no direction—no light to guide me. And then I saw it."

"Saw what?"

Solaire stopped a few paces from the altar, his gaze fixed on the broken stone. "I knelt here, just as those hollows do now. I do not know why—perhaps some primal instinct or a whisper of fate. But when I closed my eyes, I saw it. The greatest light of my life."

"What did you see?"

"The Sun," Solaire said simply, his voice filled with warmth. "And in that moment, I was granted the power to wield lightning."

Naruto's eyes widened. So that's how he does it, he thought, recalling the brilliant Lightning Spear Solaire had hurled against the wyvern. His mind buzzed with questions, but one stood out most. "Wait… so what is this place, exactly? This altar?"

"This is the Altar of Sunlight," Solaire said. "Once dedicated to Lord Gwyn's firstborn."

Naruto frowned, glancing at the eroded inscriptions as if trying to decipher a name that no longer existed.

"Firstborn, huh? What happened to him?"

Solaire exhaled, his usual brightness dimming ever so slightly.

"His name was erased from history," he said after a pause.

"Why?"

For the first time since they met, Solaire hesitated. Then, quietly, he spoke.

"He cut out his mother's tongue."

Naruto stiffened.

He turned sharply to face Solaire, expecting some kind of indication that this was a joke.

"You're kidding."

"This is no laughing matter," Solaire said, his voice unusually solemn. "The God of War cut out Queen Rosaria's tongue, and so the gods decreed it—if his mother could not utter his name, then history itself would never speak it again. A punishment befitting the crime."

Naruto turned back to the altar, staring at it with fresh unease.

A god, stripped from memory.

A nameless king, cast into oblivion.

Not even the sun could reach the place history had buried him.

"Why the hell would he do that?" Naruto murmured, his voice lower now.

"I am afraid only the Nameless King knows the reason."

Silence settled between them.

Naruto exhaled sharply, rubbing the back of his neck. "You know, every covenant I learn about just gets more insane. First, the Way of White and their undead hunts. Now, the leader of your Sunlight Bros cut off his own mother's tongue. What's next? A group that worships eating humanity?"

Solaire chuckled. "You jest, but I fear the truth of Lordran may be darker than even that."

Naruto grunted, turning back to the altar. Despite everything—despite the Nameless King's sins—the sunlight still called to him.

"Hey… can I join this covenant?"

"You wish to join the Warriors of Sunlight?"

"Why not?" Naruto shrugged. "Even if I'm a little wary of this Nameless King guy, it still seems better than the Way of White. Plus, you're in it, and I figure if I can learn Lightning Spear, just imagine how much that'd piss off Sasuke."

Solaire let out a deep, hearty laugh, the kind that echoed through the ruined land like a bell tolling in the wind.

"Ah, your spirit is bright, my friend! Very well—kneel before the altar and offer a prayer. If the covenant accepts you, you shall know the brilliance of our Sun."

Naruto didn't need to be told twice. He hurried up to the altar, dropping to his knees in a posture of prayer. He pressed his hands together and squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for some sign, some surge of power—anything.

Several silent minutes passed.

Naruto cracked one eye open, frowning. Nothing. No lightning, no warmth, no message from the heavens. Just silence.

"Uh…" Naruto looked back at Solaire. "Is this thing broken, or what?"

"It seems your faith was not strong enough, my friend. But do not be discouraged. Faith is not simply granted; it must be cultivated, like the warmth of the Sun itself."

Naruto's shoulders slumped. "Man, I really thought I had that one."

Solaire clapped a hand on his shoulder. "You have a fire within you, young squire. A fire that shines in its own way. You may not wield the Sun's lightning yet, but your journey is far from over."

"Wait, I have an idea!" Naruto said. "I'll just level up my faith stat real quick, and then I can join the Warrior of Sunlight covenant. Genius, right?"

Solaire didn't respond.

"Sunbro?"

"You… aren't from this world, are you?"

Naruto rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Yeah, I guess I never really got around to telling you that. But that doesn't matter right now. I'll just boost my faith and—"

"Don't."

The quiet weight of Solaire's voice made Naruto pause. "Why not?"

Solaire sighed.

"My friend, the faith required to join the Warrior of Sunlight covenant is no small feat. You will waste precious souls on a path that may not suit you. After this point, Lordran grows harsher, deadlier. Choose wisely where you invest your strength."

Naruto crossed his arms, deep in thought, the realization sinking in. "So… I shouldn't level up faith?"

"Not unless it calls to you," Solaire replied.

As they walked back toward the bonfire, Naruto shot Solaire a curious glance. "Hey, Sunbro, can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"If the Nameless King showed you the Sun, why are you still looking for one?"

Solaire stopped mid-step, his gaze drifting toward the pale sky.

"Because that Sun is not truthful. It is but a pale imitation—a reflection of what once was. The God of War's Sun is a replica of Lord Gwyn's, forged in the shadow of the original light."

"So… you're looking for a real one?"

Solaire nodded. "Yes. I became Undead to pursue this truth, to seek out a Sun of my own. But sometimes, when I gaze upon the pale light of this world, I wonder… am I a fool? Chasing a dream that does not exist?"

"That's… kinda depressing," Naruto muttered.

"Hah! Perhaps it is. Perhaps I am a blind fool, laughed at by the world for seeking something beyond my reach. But what is life without purpose, my friend? Without a light to strive for?"

Naruto scratched his cheek awkwardly. "I mean… if it keeps you going, it's worth it, right?"

"Wise words, indeed."

Back at the bonfire, Naruto plopped down and opened up his system menu, ready to distribute his souls.

"Any recommendations on what I should increase?"

"Vitality," Solaire said without hesitation.

"Why that?"

"Lordran is an unforgiving place. Strength and power mean little if your body cannot survive its trials."

Naruto nodded thoughtfully but still glanced at his Intelligence and Dexterity stats. He had plans for those, too. Then something clicked in his head, and a grin split across his face.

Wait… I can use that!

He quickly opened his inventory, rifling through it until his eyes lit up.

Bingo!

[ Item: Soul of Shisui Uchiha ]

[ Description: Soul of Shunshin no Shisui, who was betrayed by Konoha's ANBU Commander. The truth of his death at the hands of Itachi told half of the story. It seems that even in death, he left behind the safety of Konoha and his greatest weapon to Itachi Uchiha. ]

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Author Note:

The Case for Rosaria as Gwyn's Wife & The Nameless King's Punishment

A Thorough Examination of Dark Souls Lore

Dark Souls lore is infamously vague, often leaving much up to interpretation. Many theories exist regarding the identities and connections between various figures in the series, and while some may argue that Rosaria is Gwynevere or a descendant of Gwyn, I am here to present a compelling case that Rosaria was, in fact, Gwyn's wife and that her firstborn son—the Nameless King—was erased from history not for betraying the gods, but for cutting out her tongue.

If you're not well-versed in Dark Souls lore, don't worry—I'll provide all the necessary context. But for those familiar with the series, I'll be presenting item descriptions and in-game evidence that support this theory.

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I. WHO IS ROSARIA?

Rosaria, Mother of Rebirth, is an NPC in Dark Souls 3. She serves as the leader of the Rosaria's Fingers Covenant, a group of invaders who collect tongues in her name. She can be found in the Cathedral of the Deep, where she offers "rebirth"—allowing players to reallocate their stats or change their appearance in exchange for Pale Tongues.

Rosaria herself never appeared in Dark Souls 1, which makes her identity somewhat mysterious. However, various item descriptions provide clues about her past, particularly her connection to the Nameless King.

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II. THE FIRST PIECE OF EVIDENCE – THE OBSCURING RING

The Obscuring Ring, an item in Dark Souls 3, provides the first direct connection between Rosaria and the Nameless King.

Item Description:

"Ring bestowed upon the Fingers of Rosaria, invaders who seek tongues for their goddess. Hides the presence of the wearer when far away. It is said that Rosaria, the mother of rebirth, was robbed of her tongue by her firstborn, and has been waiting for their return ever since."

Let's break this down:

1- Rosaria's firstborn cut out her tongue.

2- Her firstborn has never returned.

3- She still waits for them—meaning they are alive.

Now, let's compare this with what we know about the Nameless King:

1- He is the firstborn of Gwyn.

2- His name was erased from history.

3- He never returned to Anor Londo or the gods.

See the connection?

Most people assume the Nameless King's name was erased because he betrayed the gods and sided with the dragons.

Why erase his name from history instead of simply condemning him as a traitor?

The crime must have been more personal.

If the Nameless King cut out his own mother's tongue, then the gods may have decided that since she could no longer speak his name—no one else ever would, either.

HIS NAME WOULD BE STRICKEN FROM HISTORY, JUST AS HIS MOTHER WAS STRICKEN FROM SPEECH.

A punishment fitting the crime.

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III. THE SECOND PIECE OF EVIDENCE – THE RING OF THE SUN'S FIRSTBORN

The Ring of the Sun's Firstborn provides another crucial clue.

Item Description:

"Ring of the Sun's firstborn, who inherited the light of Gwyn, the first lord. Greatly boosts miracles. The Sun's firstborn was once a god of war, until he was stripped of his stature as punishment for his foolishness. No wonder his very name has slipped from the annals of history."

Let's focus on the key phrase:

"Punishment for his foolishness."

Most assume this refers to the Nameless King siding with the dragons, but think about it:

Betrayal is not "foolishness"—it's treason.

Would Gwyn truly erase his own son from history just for switching sides?

If "foolishness" was the reason, then the crime must have been personal, emotional—something rash and impulsive.

Cutting out his own mother's tongue? That would be foolish.

And the punishment fits perfectly—a son silences his mother, and so his name is silenced in return.

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IV. THE THIRD PIECE OF EVIDENCE – THE RED EYE ORB

The Red Eye Orb in Dark Souls 3 suggests a link between Rosaria and the Dark—and this may explain why the Nameless King did what he did.

Item Description:

"Online play item. Invade other worlds at will. Defeat the Host of Embers of the world you have invaded to gain the strength of fire. The Red Eye Orb is rooted in a tiny land swallowed by darkness long ago. Some choose to put the orb to other uses. To embark on this path, enter the service of Rosaria in the Cathedral of the Deep."

The important takeaway:

1- The Red Eye Orb is explicitly linked to the Dark.

2- The covenant dedicated to Rosaria is tied to Dark-based invasions.

3- An item of the Dark explicitly name-drops Rosaria.

Now, let's take a step back and consider the larger implications.

If Rosaria was affiliated with the Dark, and if she was Gwyn's wife, this would have huge consequences:

- Gwyn, the Lord of Sunlight, despised the Dark. His entire reign was about delaying the Age of Dark. His own son, the Nameless King, was a God of War, raised to fight against threats to the gods.

Now, what if he discovered that his own mother had ties to the Dark?

What if, in a fit of rage, betrayal, or fanatic loyalty to the gods, he cut out her tongue to keep her from speaking heresy or spreading her influence?

That would be foolish.

That would be a crime against the gods and against his own bloodline.

That would warrant his name being erased from history.

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EVIDENCE V: THE THEMATIC CONNECTION BETWEEN DARK SOULS 1 & DARK SOULS 2

To fully understand the weight of this argument, we must look at the narrative patterns between Dark Souls 1 and Dark Souls 2. The latter heavily leans on the theme of history repeating itself, with major figures echoing the past—sometimes consciously, sometimes as unwitting reincarnations of their predecessors.

This is crucial because if Dark Souls 2 tells us that history echoes itself, then we must ask:

Who does Rosaria parallel?

A) THE CYCLE OF REPEATING HISTORY IN DARK SOULS 2

Dark Souls 2 is built on the idea of history looping in imperfect cycles. Many characters and bosses in DS2 mirror those from DS1, either through soul inheritance or direct thematic parallels.

Some of the most notable examples include:

1- The Rotten bears the Old Dead One Soul, strongly reminiscent of Gravelord Nito.

2- The Duke's Dear Freja carries the soul of Seath the Scaleless.

3- The Old Iron King is widely theorized to be a reincarnation of Gwyn.

Each of these figures represents a fragment of the past, distorted and doomed to repeat its mistakes.

Now, let's apply this pattern to Rosaria.

B) NASHANDRA – A DARK QUEEN WHO REFLECTS ROSARIA

In Dark Souls 2, King Vendrick—the ruler of Drangleic—took a queen: Nashandra.

Who was Nashandra?

She was the daughter of Manus, Father of the Abyss—a being of pure Dark. She manipulated Vendrick, leading him down a path of destruction. She served the Darkness, seeking to usher in the Age of Dark.

Now, let's examine the parallels between Nashandra and Rosaria:

1- Both are powerful, influential women tied to the Dark.

2- Both are associated with major ruling figures (Vendrick and Gwyn).

3- Both have connections to "rebirth" in a twisted sense—Rosaria literally offers rebirth, while Nashandra brought to Drangleic a Dark-like peace.

4- Both represent the continuation of an endless cycle—Nashandra in Drangleic, Rosaria in Lothric.

If Nashandra represents the echo of a past event, then who does she mirror from DS1?

The logical answer is Rosaria—the queen of the previous Age, Gwyn's wife, who, just like Nashandra, was aligned with the Dark.

And what does that mean?

It means that Gwyn's wife—Rosaria—was a force that the gods themselves sought to silence.

It means that the Nameless King was not simply a traitor to the gods—he was a son who, in an act of blind loyalty, silenced his own mother.

And as punishment, the gods did the same to him.

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FINAL WORDS

This is why Rosaria is Gwyn's wife in this fanfiction—because all the evidence aligns.

If, after all this, you still believe another theory—more power to you. Dark Souls is a world of interpretation, and everyone is free to craft their own understanding of its mysteries.

But I have done my research, and in this story, Rosaria is the mother of the Nameless King, the lost queen of Anor Londo, and the darkness that could never reach Gwyn because of his son.

What do you think? Did this evidence convince you, or do you have another interpretation?

I'd love to hear your thoughts.

Even if you disagree, I hope this gave you a deeper understanding of why I wrote Rosaria as Gwyn's wife.

Now, onto the chapter—what did you think?

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