Elden Ring, like so many other FromSoftware games, evokes the eerie feeling of a nightmare. You meet a bunch of strange creatures in its mysterious world, and its story plays out like an allegory. It’s like the world Lewis Carroll created in Alice in the fairy landA novel about a young English girl named Alice who has a long dream about a hostile world filled with the same bizarre characters.
The minimalist, iconic storytelling in FromSoftware games allows players to find their own meaning. I personally compared “go empty” in Dark souls arrive living with depressionand other critics have compared its doomsday to experience of living under capitalism. Similar, Alice in Wonderland and its sequel Through the looking glass has inspired critics through the ages to suggest that it is a commentary on the ill treatment of children in Victorian society, or perhaps a political satire towards the royal family. By creating a dreamlike world filled with ambiguous and relatively undeveloped but provocative characters, both FromSoftware and Lewis Carroll have invited endless debate about these works.
I could spend the rest of this article explaining why Elden Rings and Alice in Wonderland both effectively poke fun at different social norms, but I wanted to tell you Alice’s story through the lens of Lands Between. After all, it’s clear to see that the smoking caterpillar and the smiling Cheshire cat would be a great fit for Elden Rings — and my own journey as the Punisher left me feeling as confused as Alice felt in Wonderland.
Into the rabbit hole, let’s go!
Saying “Drink it up” is nice, but wise Alice won’t do it in a hurry: “no, I’ll look first,” she said, “and see if it’s marked ‘poison’. or not”…
However, the bottle was not marked as “poisonous”, so Alice ventured to taste it and found it delicious, (in fact, it has a mixed flavor of cherry-tart, custard, pineapple, grilled turkey, toast, and hot avocado toast,) she finished it very quickly.
“The first thing I have to do,” Alice said to herself, as she roamed the woods, “is grow back to my proper size; and the second thing is to find your way into that lovely garden. I think that would be the best option.”
It sounds like a great plan, no doubt, and is very neatly and simply laid out; the only difficulty was that she didn’t have the slightest idea how to solve that problem; and while she was peering nervously among the trees, a small sharp bark just above her head made her look up hastily.
A large puppy was looking down at her with big round eyes, and weakly stretched out one paw, trying to touch her. “It is pitiful!” Alice said in a coaxing voice, and she tried to whistle at it, but she was extremely scared all the time thinking it might be hungry, in which case it would most likely eat her. despite all. appease.
Her eyes immediately caught sight of a large blue caterpillar, sitting on the top with her arms crossed, silently sucking in a long breath, and not paying attention to her or anything else.
An obvious screech sent her hastily retreating: a large pigeon had flown into her face and was thrashing her violently with its wings. “Snake!” Pigeon shouted.
“I’m not a snake!” said Alice indignantly. “Leave me alone!”
The Duchess said: “Oh, don’t bother me. “I can never follow the figures.” And then she began to breastfeed again, singing a lullaby to it like that, and shaking it vigorously at the end of each line…
“Roughly speaking to your boy,
And hit him when he sneezed;
He just did it to annoy,
Because he knows it’s teasing.”
Alice catches the baby with some difficulty, as it is a small oddly shaped creature.
“In that direction,” said the Cat, wagging its right paw, “live a Hatter: and in that direction,” wagging the other paw, “live a March Hare. Visit one of two people you like: both crazy. ”
“But I don’t want to walk among madmen,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said Cat: “We’re all crazy here. I’m angry. You’re crazy. ”
“How do you know I’m crazy?” Alice said.
“Certainly you,” said the Cat, “otherwise you wouldn’t be here.”
“I haven’t got anything yet,” Alice replied in an annoyed voice, “so I can’t get any more.”
“You mean, you can’t take less than“, Hatter said: “It’s very easy to get than more than not. ”
The Queen has only one way to solve any problem, big or small. “Its head!” she said without looking round.
“When we were little,” continued Mock Turtle at last, more calmly, though still sobbing from time to time, “we went to school at sea. The owner is an old Tortoise — we used to call him Tortoise—”
“Why do you call him Turtle, if he’s not one?” Alice asked.
“We call him Tortoise because he taught us,” said Mock Turtle furiously; “You’re really dull!” …
Alice felt discouraged to ask any more questions about it, so she turned to the Mock Turtle, and said, “What else do you have to learn?”
“Well, there was the Mystery,” replied Mock Turtle, counting the objects on his saucer, – “Mystery, ancient and modern, with Seaography: then Drawling — Drawling’s owner was a monster. old eel, used to come once a week: he taught us Drawing, Stretching and Fainting in a Coil. “
“’You really might not know how exciting it will be
When they picked us up and threw us, along with the lobsters, into the sea! ‘
But the snail replied: ‘Too far, too far!’ and gave a questioning look—
He said he thanked the spanking kindly, but that he would not join the dance.
Won’t, can’t, won’t, can’t, won’t join the dance
Won’t, can’t, won’t, can’t, can’t go to prom! ”