Chapter 1
Eyes wide, Myrena watched as the Dark Prince of Secrets and Knowledge impaled and ended the First Dragonborn, utter disbelief coursing through her.
She watched him fall-his now dead body a slave to gravity. It had no chance to thud or sink into the dark pool beneath it. No, the First's body dissipated into dust before it could. And the Last had seen it all.
She gaped in utter shock and horror. "I..." She was speechless as she gazed up at the Hermaeus Mora and just as she was going to say something, it came.
The pain, the light, the souls. Souls rammed into her. Something like a scream escaped her when the souls darted toward her-consuming her, flaying her, searing her. She dropped to her knees with a pained gasp, another scream escaping her as more pain came. The blonde wrapped her arms around herself and whined-nay, whimpered-quaking as more and more pain came and left her sick and dizzy.
Her vision wavered, blurring, blackening, whitening then resuming. Her stomach churned, her eyes burned, her hands shook. And the whispers-all the whispers. They overtook her mind and seized her soul, a maelstrom of activity, voices, lives devouring. Another scream, another howl, another yell. The woman clutched her head and bellowed up into the dark skies as she lost herself, her mind, her soul.
Author's Note: Just another fic I started at random. It's actually an idea that came to me when the desire for evil DBs came to mind. This obviously won't be my main project, but wow since I'm posting this means I'm somewhat alive right? I guess you could say that... Although I did write this a feewwwwwwwwww months back. But yeah, the idea of an mad, evil, insane Myrena appeals to me and I'll probably work on this or add when I want or can. I still need editing TD. Anyway to whoever's reading this, thank you so much!
