Elder Scrolls IV

Oblivion

Words of The Emperor

Last Journel Entry

Yeara: 3E 433

Dark times are upon us, my fate draws closer and closer by each passing day. The fate of Cyrodiil is beginning to become shrouded within darkness, it is only now a matter of time before i reach my end as i have seen in my dreams. But all is not lost, there is another i have seen, a person who will restore peace to that of Cyrodiil. When the time comes i will meet with this person and discuss the future of Cyrodiil, my dreams have not lead me astry and by the Nine they have become as real as that damned oblivion world. Yes! There is another world beyond that of the eyes of men, Oblivion is its name! Oblivion is the name given to that horrible world, a world filled with hatred, a world landing full of chaos, a world...so evil it is something i am terriblably afraid of.

My sons all heirs to my throne, they will take my stand against the fight of good and evil, the Dragonfire's will become lit once again and close shut the jaws of Oblivion! When I go my heirs must succeed for if the Amulet of Kings is to fall into the wrong hands or my heirs slayen before their time, this land shall fall into that of the hands of darkness and all will be lost. My dreams have kept me awake everynight, its then i worry, i fear for this land for without an Emperor that cannot exsist peace.

Hero! The hero that will help save Cyrodiil will be a great champion, starting from that of afew scrapes, they will postion themselves with the mightest arsenal of all! The courage and spirit that most men have failed to obtain, but this hero is different, this hero was destined for great things, fear will be put at bay, courage will take the up-most advantage and push aside all who stand in their way. This is the hero of Cyrodiil!

I stand at the top of my fortress looking towards each passing days horizon, seeing how destiny will change its course, either for better or for worse, this is not my destiny to deside, my path has already been set, now i must take that path. For all men know of their fate but not the hour. These are the last few hours of my life and i am prepared for the rest of my path, i must lead my Blades into battle once more. In afew hours i will take the Cities underground sewer passage and make my escape, my heirs have been killed but there is another who lives, he must take my place as Emperor. This could promise to be a most troublesome task, he was not raised like my other sons, he was sent as a child as refuge incase of a time like this. The hero must travel in proceeds of my heir and help him shut close the jaws of Oblivion.

Now i leave, i must go and serve Cyrodiil once more as im her ruler, this will be my very last time writing such things in this book, whomever reads through these pages now know of the danger that troubles Cyrodiil, please i beg of you, treat this book with kindess, the same kindness i have treated you, my people. It is now time that i make my leave, in my death i hope Cyrodiil does not plunge into a sea of darkness and chaos, i have lived a good life and my ghost shall rest easy, i shall slumber more so knowing that this fine land remains as it is, I must be going, farewell.

Emperor Uriel Septim