Looking to escape the meddling reach of the Council of 13, Skritch, leader of Clan Gnawmak builds a portal that will bring them to a distant land away from their influence. However, this gate brings them not to a new land but to a new world entirely, Tamriel. Facing the unknown, Skritch only sees opprotunities to found his own Under-Empire. Can this new world repel the Vermintide?

With the world destroyed, Vlad Von Carstein drifted in the endless limbo. Until an unstable God decides it world be amusing to see how he world affect Skyrim during the rise of the Last Dragonborn. What could possibly go wrong.

Instead of Naggaroth, the Witch King's escape was redirected to a more convoluted world of elves, men and beasts.

With the fabled Dragonborn disappearing to parts unknown following her victory over Alduin, a disturbance in the northern ice fields goes undiscovered. The otherworldly soul that is left behind in the Sea of Ghosts is ill-needed by a province already on the precipice of destroying itself; but the actions of a slave miner and an ancient vampire may tie their fates together.

Sanguinius dies at the hands of his brother and wakes up in a cart, on his way to Helgen. (This is Kristina Amuan's fault).

Lost but not broken, Two of Sigmar's elite find themselves in the mists of Sovngarde. A chance or a trick? How do the gods of this new land react? Friends or foe? In the mind of the Stormcast Eternals, nothig is so simple.

Beholden to foretold lore, in times of unrest, that the folds of time and heavens would split, and from them rides a world breaker, clad in black scale and draped in fire. It would be here, in the lands of Skyrim He appears, and from there His grasp would encroach all of Tamriel.

Emperor Uriel Septim has been murdered, and the flames of Akatosh have been extinguished for the first time in millennia. Surely, all of Tamriel may be doomed... But they're not the only world in danger and sprouting portals...

Thirsting Gods laugh as the World That Was is thrown into destruction, the souls reaped by their slaves streak across the cosmos. From Mundus Aedra and Daedra alike look on in wonder, as what power could possibly claim so many souls. The Aedra hatch a plot in fear of these beings, while Daedra scheme in their lairs. Mortals struggle to survive against Gods and Dragons alike.

Nightmares and horrific visions of a haunted fortress compels a witch hunter to travel to Sylvania, only to become the victim of a spell by an arch-necromancer long thought to be dead. Now trapped in unfamiliar territory, the witch hunter must deal with the ghosts of his family's past while struggling to decide whether his duty to this new world outweighs his duty to his Empire.