Being hunted is not fun...well that's not true he supposed it could be fun for those mortals hunting him but it was not fun for him. "I am the madgod, the daedric prince of madness, the duke of mania and dementia, the king of the Shivering Isles and I am reduced to being hunted like a common scamp" The man continued to run past the twisted plants and bright scenery once a testament to his blessed insanity but now only a reminder that his once lively realm was now dead because nobody thought to cull the advancements of the mortals of Mundus...once again not true he had thought of it a couple thousand years ago but he had still been cleaning up the reputation of his predecessor the original Sheogorath so he couldn't deal with it and even when he had fixed that problem he had forgotten it and had not thought to have Haskill make a note to bring it up later...aah Haskill where would would he be without him. The man stops and turns around waiting but deciding to make things interesting he taps his staff on the ground which causes a large buffet table to appear in front of him with a seat in the middle just for him, well not really a seat but more like a small throne but its to late to be picky. "Alright little mortals lets see your best...or you know more preferably your worst" He looks around thinking to himself that these fetchers may have taken his subjects for "reeducation", slaughtered all his aureals and mazken, killed every other prince all because the stupid mortals had found ways to weaponise the elder scrolls, but they don't know who they are dealing with. "I was the listener for the Dark Brotherhood, the Grey Fox, Hero of Kvatch, ender of the Oblivion crisis, Guild master for the fighters guild, Arch-Mage of the mages guild,the grand champion of the arena, the divine crusader and I will not be brought low by a few mortals on a power trip" he sees the mortals in question entering the clearing where his table is set up, eyeing it suspiciously "aah hello gentelmen and lady how are ya this evening can ah offer ya some brain pie it is really quite delicious?" the altmer male in the middle steps forward with his scroll staff at the ready and speaks "cease you're speaking daedra and join the rest of your ilk in the void" the prince looks up to the sky from his small throne and notices a pink cloud in the distance inspiring feelings of nostalgia about a visitor his realm had received over a thousand years ago. A visitor who had left behind a thread of magic in case he ever wanted to visit...perfect.

"well ah guess my time is done but ah beleive ah'll take ya with me because if ah cant have the Isles no one can" The altmer looks uncertainly at his companions who appear just as confused until the prince slams the bottom of his staff to the ground sealing the portal out of the Isles and begining the process of unmaking his realm The altmer recognizing what is going on screams out fearfully "YOU FOOL IF YOU UNMAKE THE REALM WITH THE SCROLL HERE WE SHALL ALL BE UNMADE. ARE YOU INSANE!" This causes the prince to laugh uncontrollably as he teleports back to his throne room in New Sheoth "You have no idea"

"Haskill gather my weapons and clothes you and I, We are going traveling" The demure steward rushes to the royal chamber before carrying back a small chest bearing the princes likeness on the lock and speaks in his usual monotone voice "sir if I may ask where are we going now that you are destroying the Isles"

The price grabs the chest before reaching out with his magic grabbing both the trail to his friend and Haskill before answering "well I don't know about you but I think this is a perfect time to take Discord up on his offer and visit" right as the Shivering Isles collapse and his full power is restored to him the prince yanks the magical energy and pulls himself and Haskill through it and through dimensions.

Authors note: I know this is short but it is only the prolouge the actual chapters will be longer and the next chapter will have some interesting dialouge including the princes name, how he knows Discord and how the princesses will react to the prince of madness. Oh and to answer a question that might come up the reason the prince talks normally by himself or with just Haskill and uses Sheogorath's voice with others is becouse in my head canon he views Sheogorath's accent almost like the royal Canterlot voice and sees no reason to use it privately.