The Erdtree is incinerated.

The sky is painted in bloody shades, even more terrifying than the firmament in Caelid, as the new ‘Sun’ shines in it, found by the despair — by the death of all.

Was is left in these lands?

You sought your one destiny now — the only thing that was meant to you, still, the justice that you shall grand on him. For all he attained — for all he has done.

It didn't mean how far away you'd go. In all the Lands, burned to the ground, with the thick smell of ash spread everywhere, the only sound heard is the flame around — in the sky.

By reaching long-forgotten Leyndell, you follow the path into one of the towers, eyeing the forsaken grounds, with no life left. That was not meant to happen.

As you see the plane of the top of the tower, you encounter the only left soul — if it is sane, still, with the burning flame of frenzy on his shoulders, — was that all left of the great warrior? The one who brought the mirth, the hope in ones that praised him, so many souls, burned in the circle of despair. «...» There is no other way of this. You kill him, or he kills you, in the loud silence of the flame.