Author's Note:
OC by me and first ever fanfic so I apologize for everything since I wrote this on my phone in less than 30 minutes actually XD I don't own FOZ or Elder Scrolls series. Not many dialogues but whatever. Anyway enjoy. Also if someone can take this idea
and make it better and write it better, please do so but do contact me. Cheers. I will try to update whenever possible and try to make it better :D
Morrowind
Once upon a time in a land called Tamriel, more specifically in its state of Morrowind. There was a Khajit named "Ma'aarvo". It is his story of how he became a God, albeit in a different world. Let us go back to how he grew up and in what sort of
environment.
He was always a strong and athletic cub with quite an interest in the arcane arts. However, he along with his father was taken as a slave by the Dunmers of Morrowind. He was forced to work as a slave on the Dunmer run plantation farms along with various
other species; Argonians, Orcs etc.
He did his work just fine even though he despised the mer that had taken him and his father as slave laborers. However it all changed one day as his father became sickly and couldn't do the work properly and the slave chief started to whip him till he bled profusely. Ma'aarvo had despised the elves after his capture by them but this was the final straw. At the moment when he saw his father breathing his last breath at the hands of the Dunmer slaver. Something snapped inside him and he was filled with rage unlike never seen before. He bared his sharp claws and tore into the Dunmer without any mercy. The whole world had turned black in his mind and he let his deepest and darkest desires appear. And oh boy, those thoughts were to rip everyone to shreds no matter the outcome. The slaver chief never saw it coming as he was decapitated and mutilated at the hands (claws) of Ma'aarvo. Hos rampage didn't stop at the slaver chief but at all the vile elves in the private plantation farm. After he had snapped out of it. He realized of the consequences that will arise so he left his dead father after paying respects and ransacking the entire plantation. He did found some light leather armor, a steel sword, some potions but more importantly spell-tomes and some other books on Arcane arts. He fled the farm and went to Balmora, did the odd jobs here and there. Conversed in the arcane arts. Meanwhile the Nerevarine was fulfilling his prophecy but that is another story.
Ma'aarvo had found books and research on such rituals to become immortal. Not an undead but an immortal. It took a lot of interaction with daedra and dremora but it was worth it. His ambitions and dreams will become true, one way or another. This rotten world needed someone who would change everything and rule with a firm hand. Ma'aarvo had decent combat skills and some magic abilities as well which he wanted to master.
Cyrodiil
He left Morrowind for Cyrodiil, became an adventurer there as the imperial were somewhat civilized in their treatment of other races. Ma'aarvo had became immortal in Cyrodiil. He kept pursuing the knowledge of the arcane. He had lived through the eruption of Red Mountain and enjoyed the suffering of Dunmers. Karma is a bitch after all. He lived through the Oblivion crisis but took no part in it. Why should he? He had more important things to do. The whole world could burn for all he cared. It had been almost 200 years since the oblivion drama. He was traveling to Skyrim's College of Winterhold to pursue further knowledge but he was caught up in the skirmish between the Nordic Stormcloaks and Imperial Legion near the borders of Cyrodiil
and Skyrim. He was being transported to Eight Divines knows where along with those damned Stormcloaks and a very interesting High Elf who was also a prisoner surprisingly. Either he was a Thalmor undercover agent or some unfortunate traveler just like him who got caught up in this ambush.
Instead of going back to Cyrodiil capital they were being transferred to some unknown location in Skyrim because apparently some important Imperial General was there.
Helgen - Skyrim
After reaching Helgen, the prisoners were led to the execution block. And while this shitstorm was brewing, suddenly a dragon appeared out of nowhere and wreaked chaos all over Helgen. This gave Ma'aarvo the chance to slip by and take his stuff from the guards and killing a few here and there. He got a map of Skyrim from another poor fella that he killed after interrogation. Now he had some idea where to go and where to not go. On his way to Winterhold, he had encountered a dragon which he managed
to slew albeit with great difficulty. But something surprising happened once the dragon fell by his hands. He could feel the essence of the dragon that he had slain and the knowledge that the dragon possessed. But he can ponder on it later, first things first the College of Winterhold. Upon arriving and demonstrating his skills in magic he was able to gain access and after 3 months of meaningless tasks and learning sessions he had become the Archmage of the College of Winterhold
(Meanwhile the Altmer Dragonborn deals with whatever that he's supposed to deal with).
Somewhere in another world in a continent called Halkeginia in a country called Tristain
Blah Blah familiar summoning ritual blah blah blah insults to a midget pinkette blah blah blah
Louise: "My beautiful, divine blah blah blah familiar... Heed my summons and blah blah blah blah"
(Cue big explosion)
Guiche: My My, Once a zero always a zero. You should quit being a noble and go back.
Kirche: Louise, are you trying to kill us all with your exlposions? You can't even perform a single spell properly. You should really quit.
Louise: Shut up Zerbst!
In the background amongst the smoke, there is apparently a giant figure. Once the smoke clears. A strange beast like humanoid figure can be seen which is wearing a Steel Plate armor with a sheathed Steel Broadsword as tall as the humanoid. The humanoid is also wearing a black cape and a cowl on its head. Its face looks like that of a tiger with slitted yellow eyes that seem to be piercing everyone present with it's gaze. Not to mention the humanoid is about 7 feet tall and looks quite imposing.
Ma'aarvo: (Where the hell am I? Last time I was in the courtyard in the college practicing my sword skills. Not to mention the magical energies in this place feel different than in Tamriel) Who are you people and how have you brought me here?
Louise couldn't be more happier as she had managed to actually summon something and on her first try as well. Although the humanoid looking beastman was saying something unintelligible.
Professor Colbert casts a translation spell on the beastman.
Colbert: Hello, Can you understand us now?
Ma'aarvo: Yes. I can understand you now. What is the meaning of this? Why have you brought me here?
Some Random Student: Look! Louise summoned a commoner! Ha ha ha!
Colbert: Relax. We mean no harm, you have been summoned by Miss Louise here to be her familiar.
Ma'aarvo: Familiar? What does that mean?
Louise: A familiar is a being summoned by a mage to assist in gathering ingredients for potions and protecting their master and obeying their commands.
Ma'aarvo: So basically, a familiar is a glorified slave to a mage? Is that how it is. 'This part was said in such a tone that if words could kill, they would have killed them'
Colbert: Brimir No! A familiar is a bonded being that serves the summoner and the summoner provides for them. Although humanoid familiars have been quite rare but it has happened before.
Ma'aarvo: No matter how much you sugarcoat the term. I stand correct so what makes you think that I would be willing to become a slave to the little girl over there?
Louise: How dare you say that to me! I am Louise de blah blah blah blah"
Ma'aarvo: Also someone screamed about being a commoner. Mind telling me that?
Louise: Commoners are those who cannot perform magic and nobles are those that can perform magic and they rule above them.
Ma'aarvo: The more I stay here, the more I am starting to become annoyed. Listen carefully, I am not gonna be some brats slave so if you'll excuse me! *starts to walk away*
Colbert points his staff at Ma'aarvo and says "Unfortunately, we can't let you go. A familiar summoning ritual is a sacred tradition passed down by Brimir himself. So you'll have to become her familiar. I don't want to forcefully make you accept this so please accept this."
Ma'aarvo: You'll force me to be a slave? Let me remind you something human! You are not in any position to make me do anything. I dare you to do something stupid. But what happens next will be your own fault" *keeps walking away*
Louise shouts "Stupid familiar you're not going anywhere *points wand at ma'aarvo* Explosion!"
Ma'aarvo had experienced pain before but this was unlike any other time, he wanted nothing more at this instant than to rip the offending person into shreds so he did the most suitable thing.
Ma'aarvo unsheathes his broadsword and casts a thunderbolt at Louise who dies instantly, her charred remains lying there. And then the chaos ensues!