An introduction to my Dark Souls quest: Failure is not an option, it is an inevitability. Miniscule errors are rewarded with death’s bitter-sweet embrace. Through perseverance, one will find success. The first time I laid eyes on the Asylum Demon I was hopelessly out-matched. With a broken hilt of a weapon in my hand, I could do nothing but flee. The next time we met however, I found myself forced to stand my ground. I was bested several times before I finally discovered his strengths and weaknesses. Death’s venomous kiss rewarded me each time with new lessons drilled into my head. In time I was able to best the beast- my adventure laid ahead.