""The tale of House Hoslow is told in blood."
That's the kind of warrior I want to be one day, coz.
Even if I'm scared, I'll still fight to protect everyone."
Honestly one of the things I feel most guilty about in Elden Ring is plucking all those flowers at Jarburg just before Jar Bairn told me it was okay.
(Seriously. I felt so shitty, standing there with my hands full of rare flowers, having ravaged all of them, and that little jar kid going, "You know, I asked the villagers whether you could pick some of our flowers and they said it was okay, so ... go ahead, pick some of them. You really should", I don't think I will ever recover from that.)
Only Miyazaki would have a horrifically blasphemous god-devouring hellsnake that uses a sword full of writhing bloody limbs and is cannibalized by his own wife in the same game as a sentient baby jar that swings his tiny legs and has a classic epic chosen one origin story in The Jar Shire.