The Elden Ring Journey

Two creators said yes to a blind first playthrough of one of the hardest games ever made, with no guide and no experience. One hundred and eight episodes and ninety hours later, across twenty-one stream days, they stand at 157 of 165 bosses with eight left and the ending in sight. This is not a story about getting good at Elden Ring. It is a story about getting good at it together.

Before Elden Ring there was Baldur's Gate 3, the first epic, the run that proved these two could carry a hundred-hour RPG. Elden Ring is where the partnership got tested against something that hits back. And it is where a studio started: the first page ever built for what became yourgibs.com was this series, seeded by this exact playthrough.

Act I · Into the Unknown

The first session sets the tone before either character has a name. Instead of tracking deaths they open a swear jar, and Flaut christens it the Jar of Dirt. Ripperoni, the samurai, dies stuck inside a tent while fleeing skeletons, the game announcing his death inches from safety. He walks off a cliff mid-lesson right after being warned the character cannot swim. Meanwhile Klytaimnestrie is quietly becoming a weapon: the pair farm a sleeping dragon from zero runes to ninety-six thousand, and Flaut pairs the meteorite staff with Rock Sling into the loadout that carries the whole run.

"Get yourself a sorceress who can tear it all down. A dommy mommy sorceress. You stand behind her and pick up a few."

The marquee kills are earned the hard way. Godrick falls only after Flaut solos the final stretch. Rennala goes down and the finger maiden names them Elden Lord material. Torrent the horse gets accidentally renamed Riptide and keeps it forever. Act I closes on Radahn, and the death tally comes out with him: Flaut at ninety-nine, Gibs at exactly double.

Act II · Trials of the Demigods

Act II doubles down on the dynamic and the vocabulary. Every downed ball-bearing hunter earns an improvised mocking victory song. A winged snail-thing that refuses to be a normal snail becomes, permanently, the butthole snail. Flaut's dragon-scale armor gives her a rage boner for hunting dragons, and Ripperoni adopts a philosophy: if I can't ride it, I'mma kill it. The megas are a gauntlet, Morgott and Rykard and a Fire Giant marathon both call tougher than Radahn.

"Flout, wielder of the stars. Gibs, bearer of the blade. Through storm and ruin, through shadow and grace, they traveled. Your journey has forged you. Your era awaits."

Not all of it is triumph, and that is why it lands. The chariot catacombs become the run's white whale, a gauntlet of falls and glitches that boils over into a genuine meltdown across three episodes. The point was never that they were good at this. It is that they kept showing up.

Act III · The Final Grace

The final act is cleanup with the hardest fights waiting on the far side. A star-born horror eats a Tarnished whole before it drops. The Consecrated Snowfield finally clears, including a Stray Mimic Tear that copies one of them exactly, so winning means out-fighting a perfect clone of your own build. The most recent milestone is Mohg, Lord of Blood, boss one hundred and fifty-seven, felled at the birthplace of a dynasty and cracking open the door to a brand-new realm.

Eight bosses remain: the last of Crumbling Farum Azula, the Haligtree, and the Ashen Capital, including the final megas the run has been climbing toward the whole time. Ninety hours in, the ending is finally close enough to see.