The Darkness Unleashed
By UltimaReborn
Chapter I:
The Dragonborn Falls Part I
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It began long ago. In a time forgotten by all but a few. They thought it ended. They thought the threat to be gone. They were wrong. Only now, six Ages later, did he, the last of those who had been present, realize their folly. That which had been named Vulom was at last free of the bindings that had held it trapped between the realms of Mundus, Aetherius, and Oblivion. Nirn was doomed. It would be consumed by the Enemy. One hope yet remained however. To prepare an army in another world. No, another time entirely. Only one possessed the power and the knowledge that may yet save all of existence from the Enemy, from Vulom, Darkness. He, Paarthurnax, the eldest of the dov and Second-Born of Akatosh knew in his ancient bones that the one to save them all would be him...
In the tongue of the dov, he is Dovahkiin, Dragonborn.
"You have come, pruzah," rumbled the ancient dragon.
"Of course I did Paarthurnax, never think that I would ignore your counsel," said the Dovahkiin. "Now what did you need to tell me old friend?"
"I fear that this realm shall soon be destroyed," said Paarthurnax.
"What!" exclaimed the Dragonborn. He had defeated Alduin, that was supposed to have been the end of it. "Are you telling me that I convinced mortal enemies to stop a war, captured a dragon, went to Sovngarde, and killed Alduin all for nothing!"
"No, your actions were not in vain. Alduin would have ended this world entirely, but while this new threat is far greater it cannot truly destroy this world. It may yet be saved." said Paarthurnax. "Soon Taazokaan, Tamriel, shall be consumed by Vulom Unslaad, Darkness Unending."
"If the world is going to end how can I save it?" asked the Dragonborn hopelessly. "With Alduin I at least had time."
"You must prepare an army. An army from another lein, world." said Paarthurnax.
"Okay, but how, if I may ask, do I get to another world?" inquired the Dragonborn.
"With the Kel, of course." said Paarthurnax in an almost amused tone. "But first, speak with the void-walker. He resides in the place known as Morthal."
"You mean Falion?" asked the Dragonborn.
"Indeed. Tell him what will transpire and devise a plan to bring others across once you have entered the new world." said Paarthurnax.
After the Dragonborn had conversed with Falion and devised a plan as Paarthurnax had instructed he returned to the Throat of the World with the Elder Scroll.
"Well I'm ready." said the Dovahkiin.
"Farewell Dovahkiin, I fear that this is the last time we shall meet." said Paarthurnax.
The Dragonborn stood in the Time Wound, the point at which the Elder Scroll had irreparably damaged the fabric of time when the ancient Nord heroes had banished Alduin.
He opened the Scroll and as his vision faded, he was consumed by the power of the Scroll. In an instant the Dovahkiin was gone from Tamriel, from Mundus itself, forever.
This is the first story I've ever written. Part II will continue were this left off. Chapters I and II are meant to be two halves of the same chapter but with a P.O.V. Change in chapter II. Hope you enjoyed it!