Chapter 11
Ulek'u
I exist atop the clouds where my soul wanders the vast stretches of sky.
Below me is the earth and all of its creatures. It is Tamriel. It is civilization. It is man and mer and all of the things that exist beneath them.
Here I stay—magnificent—extravagant—unbreakable.
I am a million things and yet in this moment I need to be one.
The ground quakes with fear as the skies erupt into chaos and disarray. Fire follows my wake. Smoke engulfs my body. The air propels me forward into my future.
I hear their cries below as the world is undone.
So desperately do they plead for me to end it all.
'Bathe me in fire!'
But I keep my maw closed shut for fear of becoming something else.
I am not death…but a servant of that which becomes all.
My cold eyes grab unto the torched trees and the swirling darkness. Tamriel had become something twisted. Like a dark dream…a nightmare come true. I realize in what little humanity I have left that this is the end. A conquest settled short. My adventure extinguished before the destination was found.
My scream reaches the air and every creature's ears…
And then the light eclipses reality once more.
