"Soul Focus. Death-sama's ultimate technique during his peak. Sit down." Stein gestured to Alduin to sit in one of the couches as he sped about his office on his office chair. "Now it should be here..." Stein rummaged through his own bookshelf, decked out with its own nuts and bolts, similar to his. His friends waiting outside, Alduin wanted to hurry this up.

Looking around, Alduin expected a Frankenstein's monster to appear but no such thing happen. Such crazy things had already proceeded today. One, Alduin and Odahving went off to meet with Excalibur. Alduin's face instantly morphed back into the Excalibur face once he thought of the annoying creature.

Two, as guessed somehow by Odahving, the second stone, or maybe the first Sin, Avarice, was found in a kitchen fridge. Three, the entire gang nearly got killed by it and four, he just learned that him bursting into flames was some technique called Soul Focus. Alduin wanted to get out quick, feeling worn and tired that he had to deal with all this. In his dragon body he could fly around the world 42 times without breaking a sweat. And now...

"Ahh here we are!" Alduin jumped up as an enormous book was slammed right onto the table in front of him.

"Oh no...not another book!" Alduin, his arms akimbo, refused to get near it. "Please do reconsider. After all, you are the student...and I'm the teacher."

"Listen...you screwed up piece of..."

"Why thank you!" Stein smiled as he began to screw his head up. "Now here..." Opening the book, Stein showed Alduin a picture.

"Is that...Death?" Alduin gawked at the figure in it. It had the same body physiology as Death but it was much more muscular and had a way scarier mask, fit for a Death God. And that was not all. The aura the figure permeated was showing black electric flames. Just like his own.

"The ultimate technique. The shield that had never been broken. The spear that has never been defeated. Soul Focus. With a large enough soul, one can have the ability to supercompress it. Literally causing the soul to create a physical form around its owner. The perfect offensive and defensive weapon."

"You got to be joking..." Alduin giggled to himself. "I mean, sure, I believe this technique exists. But are you sure you didn't get your mechanics wrong? A compression of soul? Please...How do I even know that this Soul of yours exist? It's just something you believe in. You can't actually see it..." Alduin then paused as he thought. "..can you?"

Stein nodded. "You can too. With a wavelength such as yours, it's a 100% absolutely certain you can see a living soul aura. Such as mine." With that last word, Alduin felt an intense pressure begin to grow around the room as the book's pages were flipped by the wind.

The shine in the good doctor's glasses blocked out his eyes and Alduin watched as he noticed a distinct green tint begin to form around the doctor. How did he not manage to see that just now?

"It seems you Soul detection needs some experience but yes, what you are seeing is my soul..."

Alduin gasped as he got up, avoiding the now very real, very observable green sphere that radiated around Stein. It had recognizable features on it, with its own screw inside it and stitching lines all over it.

"No way..." Murmuring, Alduin then widened his eyes as his own hands begin to burst into black electric flames and for the first time ever, he saw his own soul byspassing the ceiling. It was a very night-black soul, with two giant wings of a dragon. As it got smaller and came closer to him, Stein too began to notice it. To notice that it was becoming unstable.

"Concentrate! DON'T GET TOO CAUGHT UP WITH YOUR SOUL!" Stein yelled to Alduin. As the words entered his mind, Alduin immediately snapped out of his trance and managed to push back the attacking tendrils of madness in time.

With his mind clear, Alduin's own pressure intensified, blocking even Stein's. Raising his hand, Alduin then looked at his damned brother's shield bracelet. "I don't need your help, brother..." Alduin muttered inaudibly. "I will create my own SHIELD AND BLADE! MY OWN WEAPON!"

With a triumphant roar, Alduin burnt the entire bracelet off.

In the Hall of the Divines,

Paarthurnax leapt out of his sleep, trying to catch his surprised breath. "Impossible..."

Back in the room,

"Stein...I mean sensei, tell me what to do!" Alduin shouted as Odahving ran in, hearing the commotion. "What the...!" Odahving was pushed out soon enough.

"Read the book! Read the book!" Stein gasped as his own soul was now being pressured by Alduin's far superior one. His knees buckling, Stein crawled as he continued to fight against Alduin's dominance. "What a massive soul wavelength..."

"Uhhh...Let's see..." Alduin hurried as he tried to hold onto the book, willing the flames away from it.

"Imagine something that you need. That you treasure. That you love. And then will your power to do just that." Alduin can hear Death's voice from the book.

"Father..." He tried to think of his dad. His old man. With his always ever wise beard and his humble robes. The eyes that sparkled brightly despite his age. Then his mind raced to his fellow god-mates. Their cheerful celebrations and feasts. The dances they had. The joy they shared. The fun they obtained by helping the mortals. He wanted to protect all that. All of it.

Then he thought of his brother. Of Chaos. Of Order. Of the conflicts not just in Skyrim, but in Nirn, in between the Gods and the Daedra, in himself. The death-wrecking stench that would pollute the Divine Halls recently and rotting corpses of man in their everlasting fights. How his uncle Arkay, god of life and death, would complain all the time that the underworlds pile high with souls and ghouls. The sun that would be red and its lunar counterpart red too. The clouds would rain blood. The snow would bury the dead. All that. He wanted to destroy all of that. All of it.

And him. He stopped there. What did he want to do with himself? "I was challenging you to find yourself." Those words. The words he had said so nonchalantly to Maka before. To challenge her to find herself. Then what about him? Is he evil? A dragon of destruction meant to be destroyed. Or good? A martyr who would willingly sacrifice his own life, even existence, to protect his family.

The magic stopped with the dilemma. As he snapped out of his thoughts, he felt a particularly dense cloud of flames beginning to gather on each arm. The words that came out of his mouth flowed so naturally. Like they were in his mind for so long.

"Arise to protect, shield of God's Love, Gospel!" Alduin proclaimed as he raised his left hand and the cloud cleared to reveal a new bracelet that promptly expanded into a draconic-like black shield with a style based on a dragon's head.

"And fall to destroy, sword of God's Wrath, Lucifer!" Almost immediately after the cloud dispersed, Alduin had no choice but to retract his shield as the huge dragon blade slammed onto the ground, creating a massive crater. It was clear where his feelings had been most intense. Focusing on his two hands, Alduin willed the blade to move and it did, though with much wrath and disobedience.

"Now that will be a bit of a pinch..." Alduin turned and almost instantly after, the blade made a bee-line for the recovering Stein. Dodging it, Stein mused as Alduin attempted to control the blade, now embedded into the wall. "What were you so angry at?" Stein furrowed his brows as he stepped away from Lucifer. At that comment, the blade seem to have taken it as an insult as it grew twice as wide and heavy.

"ARGH!" Alduin felt his lack of strength and he dropped the sword. Trying to catch his breath, Alduin attempted to communicate with his new sword but to no avail. Instead, the tendrils in his mind grew in strength as the staining dark anger from the sword intruded it. "Stop this..." He cursed but then in response, the blade then swiftly swung on its own and before he knew it, it was at his own neck. "Why won't you..." Then he gasped as his own shield sprung up from its bracelet form.

"I see..." The two weapons wanted to know the final answer. Does the master want to protect himself or destroy himself?

"Alduin!" Maka screamed as she ran into the room, with the gang hot on her heels.

"Don't!" Alduin yelled in desperation. Not at Maka. But at Lucifer.

It was heading straight for Maka. Straight for her head.

Alduin had no choice but to shout.

"TIL!"

Yes! After reading through my own story, I finally got my motivation again! Thanks D for your review! So Alduin now holds a new blade and a shield but the blade is throwing a tantrum. And Maka is now in the middle of his warpath. And what shout did Alduin use? Then review if you want me to add the full name of the shout for you to read more easily.