Months after the end of the Dragon Crisis...

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General Tullius: "In over a span of a few weeks, shipworkers sailing off the northern coast of Haafingar claimed to have spotted a strange phenomenon happening from a distance. Swirling magics. A silhouette of something massive before becoming solid land..."

A fishing boat could be seen, its workers on board witnessing before them in the distance a massive formation of swirling magical energy, appearing as if it was forming a landmass. Other boats in the distance followed suite and reacted the same way.

Arch-Mage Meribenya: "This is most strange indeed. When we contacted the Synod, they most certainly said the same thing...

"The whole of Nirn quite impossibly expanded to make way for an empty landmass..."

Somewhere in a very unfamiliar grassy plains, a very ornate portal was erected from the ground by force. What came out of the portal... Was an elderly figure unknown to Tamriel. And his army.

"Or at the very least, what the expedition crew thought was empty."

There was now a gathering of warriors, Jarls and the two rival factions in a now much larger meeting table at High Hrothgar. The leading group at the north end of the table was known as the Bearers of the Five, consisting of the hulking Nord leader of the group and the Last Dragonborn, Gudbrand Stormhowl, the blonde Breton Knight-Lady Francizka Duke, the Altmer Arch-Mage of the College of Winterhold, Lady Meribenya Stellaris, the Dunmer leader of the Thieves' Guild, Dunvar, and finally Commander Julius Scotti, leading the Penitus Oculatus after the death of Commander Maro at the hands of the Dark Brotherhood, which were later driven out of Skyrim en masse with the other Bearers.

There, Gudbrand and the others in the meeting discussed with one another, while Meribenya was affixed towards a marked location within a crudely drawn shape of a landmass west of Tamriel in the world map.

Then, a scene showing a king, not like the sort from High Rock, making contact with Emperor Titus Mede II, while being close guarded by both the Thalmor and the Penitus Oculatus in a walled settlement under construction.

Emperor Titus: "Who are you? What brings you to Nirn, otherworlder?"

The king looks up to the Emperor, and then...

King Aultcray Melromarc XXXII: "Our world is in danger, and the Waves have just made you a victim of that danger."

The skies became red and rifts formed, first around the skies of Haafingar, then the whole province of Skyrim itself, then finally Cyrodiil, with the Imperial City being invaded by beasts unlike the forces of Mehrunes Dagon...

And finally, the whole of Tamriel itself only saw red skies with portals all around.

"Again... It's happening again! Another crisis!"

There flashed scenes of Gudbrand and the other Bearers of the Five, locked in battle with the invaders of the Waves in Whiterun... and being overwhelmed.

Soon after, another scene showed the Bearers of the Five gathering in front of Paarthurnax at the Throat of the World.

Gudbrand Stormhowl: "It's the Oblivion Crisis all over again, Paarthurnax. But how is it possible? The dragon that stands tall at the Imperial City is said to keep Oblivion from ever invading Nirn..."

Paarthurnax: "Vahzah. It is true the statue that bears the form of Akatosh is what keeps the forces of Oblivion from entering Vus. However, these volaan, intruders, are not of Oblivion."

Now, within a chapel in the other world, there appeared four young heroes out of nowhere.

Paarthurnax: "But dreh ni faas, Dovahkiin. Don't fear. There may still be a way to not only stop the invasion from happening in Vus, but also in this Lein. Different World."

Later, within the Imperial Palace at Cyrodiil, gathered the four heroes from earlier, in front of the Bearers of the Five, while the Thalmor, the Emperor and King Aultcray's royalty watched in the distance.

Paarthurnax: "The way to stop it lies only in your divine blood and soul, Dovahkiin."

Gudbrand went in to approach the spearman of the group. Offering his hand.

Gudbrand Stormhowl: "I lead the Bearers of the Five. If you aid us in stopping the Waves, Tamriel will forever be in your debt."

The blonde spearman smirked as he shook hands with Gudbrand, while the man carrying a shield behind him showed a disdained look in his face towards the spearman.

Further in the distance, a red-headed princess of some sort would watch over, looking with an ominous, and almost malicious intent.

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