Author's Note:

Since I haven't killed myself yet so here's another chapter for you guys. Considering the route that this fanfic is taking, the completed story may be less than 10k words but we'll find that out. Also in the previous chapter, there were some spelling mistakes and whatnot which I may or may not have fixed but bare in mind that I am writing this on my old iPhone which sucks btw. Writing in Notes and copying and pasting on the site in browser since the app won't let me do so. Last chapter took me 30 minutes to write and more than an hour trying to figure out how to publish :P

Also as you may have noticed, I used the word "blah blah" to shorten the sentences since most people just use the conversation/whatever from other fanfics or the novel but I just couldn't be bothered. Also the history of OC was mentioned so that you have an idea as to why he's doing what he's doing. Anyways, back to the story.

As soon as Ma'aarvo had killed Louise, Colbert unleashed his most powerful spell "Flame Serpent" which was a square class spell but he missed it completely. Now you may be wondering how did he missed when that spell is basically a fire serpent being controlled like a puppet. The answer to this is quite clear as Colbert couldn't move his hands or feet or any part of his body and everything turned black for him. Now this could be due to the fact that Ma'aarvo had dashed across the field and cut Colbert into many pieces with his broadsword.

There was full panic amongst the students as they were flocking towards safety and trampling the unfortunate students that had fallen on the ground. Those students that had been able to remain somewhat calm had been very few in numbers. They were Kirche, Tabitha, Guiche even though he was practically shitting in his pants and their newly bonded familiars. The rest of teaching staff were gathering to the courtyard as soon as they could but all of this would be pointless.

Ma'aarvo had made short work of these pitiful so-called Nobles. He used Frostbite against Kirche, Firebolt against Tabitha and his Broadsword to cleave through Guiche. When they had died, their familiars were free of the shackles bounding them so they also ran amok, all except Sylphiid (Tabitha's Ex-Familiar) which stood in a corner away from everybody and watching Ma'aarvo in astonishment.

The teaching staff had arrived to the scene as well but that didn't make any difference because they all fell victim to Ma'aarvo's massive broadsword and his arcane abilities. There were a few Commoner maids far away in the courtyard but they remained frozen on their feet, in awe and fear. Once all of the pitiful Nobles had been dealt with in the Academy. Ma'aarvo spoke to one particular commoner maid that was present in the courtyard (Siesta) "Gather all of your fellow commoners here in this courtyard in under 15 minutes".

Siesta, who was in shock at being called out could only muster "Yessss...Milord" and ran as fast her feet could take her. She had managed to notify and gather the rest of the commoners into the courtyard.

As soon as they all had arrived, they couldn't believe what they saw. Charred bodies, decapitated body parts and blood. Lots and lots of blood all splashed over the grassy courtyard. It looked like a horror scene from some monstrous legends book except all of this was very much real and not to mention, in broad daylight. The crimson blood shining with the sunlight falling on it.

Ma'aarvo addressed the commoners at once "I have a few questions for you humans so it would be in your best interests to answer them as truthfully as you possibly can"

The commoners could only nod at this. After all, what else they could do? When the nobles who had the ability to cast magic couldn't do anything but die horribly at the hands of this stranger then the commoners wouldn't fare any better.

Ma'aarvo spoke once again "Tell me humans, how were you all treated under the rules of these mages. Were you treated fairly or treated worse than trash? How would you like if all of that changed and you would be treated properly? Or would you be rather

used by the mages as sex slaves, laborers, dogs and everything worse? Would you accept that fate or would you accept someone who would liberate you all from such misery, all in exchange for your unfaltered loyalty and worship of that being? Answer

me!"

The commoners couldn't believe what was being said, the monster that had slaughtered these nobles like they were cattle was offering them a new life, a new choice but all he wanted in return was their loyalty and accept him as their God. All of the commoners took a minute to think about their future and their beliefs. Brimir was just another genocidal noble who formed a cult and started a tradition of suffering for those who couldn't perform magic. And he was labeled as God, the bastard was not even immortal and yet he was praised as a God.

The commoners all bowed down onto their knees and looked up at Ma'aarvo and said in unison "O' Lord! Show us mercy and liberate us from this cruel fate that has been bestowed upon us by the tyrants. You are our true Lord and Savior. We are yours eternally"

Ma'aarvo was happy at this proclamation. It was his ambition to conquer the world. He couldn't do this back in Tamriel, but this world was ripe for his taking. He would become their God. He would crush all those who oppose him, whether they are human or non-human, male or female, young or elderly. He will not show any mercy.

Several days had passed.

The words spread fast, no matter which world or which place you are. Dutchess Karin de La Valliere had heard of the news of the massacre and she was furious. In her prime she was known as Karin the Heavy Fart... I mean Heavy Wind. She could destroy

entire armies, at least that's what everyone believed. The other Nobles had heard of the massacre as well and they were all gathering their troops and whatnot.

Meanwhile, in the former Tristain's Institute of Magic. Things were running quite smoothly. Ma'aarvo had been able to utilize his abilities to full extent and he had studied various artifacts that were stored in the Institute's Vault. He was quite amused by all the different contraptions. Some he had seen before, other completely different.

Ma'aarvo had conjured several lesser daedra and dremora lords and assigned them as guards and scouts for the academy. Ma'aarvo had been working on a runic enchantment when one of his servants had reported that there were incoming troops heading towards the academy and by the speed at which they're travelling. They'll arrive at the academy in an hour or so. Ma'aarvo grinned like a madman at this report and dismissed the servant. Ma'aarvo was prepared for this situation the moment he had slaughtered

the trash. He has a surprise for the enemy that's coming to his domain. He will crush them all.