Cearbhail:

Okay... there's going to be some parallels here... and i hope you get the joke. I'm not condemning anything, but I wanted to contribute to the... current meme running around so... since I'm not a famous youtuber... here we are. Oh, and I hope you love this chapter. I have a plan now, for the most part. This story should conclude... not too shortly, but I sure hope so. I want to get back to working on Rogue Shadowblade and then... Changing Fates. I really want to get back to working on those. So... here we go.

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Oh, and enjoy =^^=


"So, if we just stick to the plan, I'm sure we'll come out of this alive."

High Queen Cecilie had the dumbest plan I ever heard, but it was better than doing nothing, I suppose.

"Wait… this is a highly deadly airborne virus that spreads from person to person, and all we have to do… is stay 6 feet away from each other, wear a mask… and stay at home?" Nexi, an Argonian rune writer, and Crimson Blade warrior, stood there, crossed arms, and face contorted in confusion. "High Queen… you can't be serious. Corprus is not something you can just… avoid. We need to determine who has the virus and quarantine them!"

High Queen Cecilie glanced over to me. "Shaman Master Tenvanni, you're the corprus expert. What are your recommendations?"

Oh boy. "Dawnstar was…" I shook my head. "The whole town. Everyone. It was everywhere. And you heard my report of what I saw when you had me investigate Winterhold. There are spores already growing mushrooms. We're already in an infected zone. We can't stay here. Well… those of us not infected anyway. We need to evacuate Winterhold, and barrier the infected in. Or kill them. Probably safer."

"In Argonia, we have cordyceps. We have to watch out for infected Argonians acting out of character. When their eyes turn from red to pink… we know we have to do what saves the whole village. We put the infected in a safe zone, let the virus run its course." Nexi sighed. "You can't defeat a virus. Standing six feet away from the infected won't help anyone. Airborne viruses won't be stopped by a six foot radius. And a stupid cloth mask… that won't keep the virus from entering your nose or mouth. It's smaller than the fabric's weaving. You're making people think that they're safe… when they're not. You need more than just a mask and non-hugging distance to save this town."

High Queen Cecilie glanced at me. "How do the Dunmer deal with Corprus?"

"In Morrowind… we throw the infected into the Ghost Gate, or lock them in the Corprusarium, a cave made for storing those infected with Corprus somewhere far away from everyone else. There, the infected can suffer their disease safely away from others. Kind of like what I'm suggesting. I say… we evacuate, barricade the town. Or… torch everything and everyone. A single Blight spore can destroy the entire country."

High Queen Cecilie rubbed the bridge of her nose, sighing. She was clearly not happy with my report. "That's too inhumane. We can't just… there has to be a cure. There has to be a cure!"

I shrugged. "We've been studying the disease for centuries… and there's been no recorded cure. It's a cancerous growth that slowly drives you crazy. It has a hive mind. There's no magical cure, no alchemical fixture… just… death. And the more you let the infected people interact with the rest of the populace… the worse it will get. Soon, more people will be coughing… the disease will spread further, and we'll be burying more than just some infected travelers. It will be Morrowind all over again."

High Queen Cecilie stood there silently. "Veselle… you understand what you're telling me to do, right? I'm… I'm not the Dominion. I will not strip the rights of my people… I will not take those infected and just… shove them off a mountain, or light them on fire. I can't do that. It's not right. It's not us."

"Your majesty…" Nexi was struggling to keep her cool. "I lived through this. There's no… there's no black and white. There's just gray. And right now… we have fifteen confirmed cases. It's here. And if we don't take preventative measures… it will get worse." Nexi walked up to High Queen, tapping her on the forehead. "Use those future-seeing eyes of yours. Go ahead… look at the future. Tell us what you see."

The rest of the Crimson Blades stood in silence, all of us looking at Nexi and the High Queen. Agni looked scared, holding onto her throat. She was one of the infected. And she just heard that… she's already dead. And that there's no cure. A couple other members were also showing signs of corprus, even if it does take about two weeks before it shows any signs of abnormal growth. In the early stages, it might be cured, but it's almost impossible once you have it. If we started soon with a Cure Blight Disease potion, or spell, we might get the earliest cases. But… those potions are not in our village, and I don't have the ingredients to make them. And the secrets of curing Blight were lost when the Red Mountain exploded, killing almost everyone in Morrowind. I only know what I know because I studied it with Master Neloth in another life.

The silence continued to grow through the guildhall until High Queen Cecilie's eyes started glowing. She stayed completely still except for her blind eyes darting around as if she was looking at something. Her eyes started returning to normal glazed over gray, and she let out a loud gasp of breath. She glanced over at me. "Veselle… I'm so sorry."

I was caught off guard as Cecilie placed her hand on my shoulder. "I saw what happens. This will end with… with you… here… in the ashes of our world. Head on the cutting block. Tried for treason. Destruction of the whole of Skyrim. You alone… will purge the corprus from Skyrim… but you have to act now. I'm infected. Everyone is infected. Or we will be. It's already too late for us. I acted too slowly. It won't be enough. You are the only one strong enough… the only one hot enough… to burn the spores to completion."

I watched as everyone around me started spasming, even Cecilie. Her eyes thrashing as their light gray exploded into corpse green. Her skin bulging. "Hurry, Veselle."

I screamed Cecilie and Nexi clawed at me. They were already gone. They were already dead.

I screamed, letting my fire inside me incinerate. "I'm sorry. I failed you, Veselle. I failed us all." The memory of Cecilie smiling in my mind began to resurge. Right before I killed her the first time.

I snapped my eyes open, feeling someone digging their claws into my skin. I screamed pouring fire out of me, trying my best to get Cecilie to let go of me.

"Vess! Stop!" I heard the voice of Seth calling to me. "You're… burning me."

My vision began to focus, and I saw Seth sitting on top of me, holding me down in my bed. My body was engulfed in flames. I quickly forced my mind to shut down, extinguishing my flames immediately.

Seth quickly jumped off my bed, screaming as he looked at his hands. They were charred, burned nearly to the bone. He was screaming bloody murder as he stumbled away from my bed.

"Seth… I'm sorry…" I tried to say through my labored breaths.

That nightmare had shaken me to the core. I was reliving my past. A quick and dramatized version of it, but… the message was the same. We went with Cecilie's plan for a week… tried to social distance. We thought if I went after the growing spores, that would be enough. I purged the spores as they formed. Me and a few others. We worked on keeping Winterhold safe. It didn't help. We did everything we could. People barely left their homes, only leaving to get food. Most shops were shut down, the economy effectively come to a close. More and more people continued to get infected. We weren't sure how or why. And then I realized… perhaps too late… months later, after I burned Winterhold to the ground… I was the carrier. I carried the corprus within me. When I fought Ildari. Nexi and I… and Agni. We were infected. We destroyed all of Winterhold. And everywhere else we ventured. It grew slowly inside us because I was lucky. Nexi was Argonian. She was almost immune. Immune to the effects, but not from spreading it whenever she breathed. Agni was the first to die. Nexi was one of the last. Unless you count me.

Seth wasn't paying attention to me though. He was screaming profanities as he stumbled his way over to the door, screaming in pain as he hugged his burned hands close to his chest. "Vess…" He screamed as he pushed his back against my door, bashing his way past it.

I rushed out of my room, grabbing my Restoration staff as I turned to leave. My bed was burned to ashes… something I'd have to fix, as soon as I fix Seth. "Kyuu… I need you."

"I'm on it!" Kyuu jumped out of the nearby corner, his eyes wide and fearful. "I'm sorry, Vessy. I tried to wake you up. But… you were screaming in your sleep. I thought maybe Seth could help you. I didn't know…"

"Later, Kyuu. Heal Seth!" I snapped at my bound ally.

Kyuu's ears flattened as he recoiled from the force in my voice. "Yes, ma'am." He ran after Seth, jumping into his chest as his ears sprang up, his eyes and runes glowing as a beam of pure healing light descended upon them. I watched from my doorway, gripping my restoration staff tightly to my chest as I watched Seth's hands slowly return to their original glory. His screams started to die off, but the damage was already done. Everyone was already out of their rooms, gathering around us. Everyone could see my room on fire, the smoke pillowing from my doorway; Seth screaming as Kyuu healed his arms. I glanced over to Master Neloth, who was the last one to exit his tower, mother right behind him. Both of them looked absolutely exhausted. I know the two of them had a hard time the past few days. They needed the rest. And even though the sun looked pretty high in the sky, I'm guessing I wasn't the only one that couldn't sleep last night.

"Seth…" I took a step closer. "I'm sorry. I had a nightmare. It was an accident."

Seth was still crying, still clutching his arms close to him. And as I stepped up to him, I saw him step back, his eyes wide and fearful. "Vess… just… stay over there."

A spark of fire erupted underneath me. "Oh, one accident and you're suddenly afraid of me?" I felt annoyed at him. The years he's known me, and not once had I accidently burned him. The ground underneath me started turning into glass as my feet began to burn the sand underneath me.

"Veselle. I do suggest you take a deep breath." Master Neloth said as he walked up to me. "We've all had a hard night. Let's just keep our minds focused." He glanced from me over to Seth. "Boy, are you feeling okay? Has the healing beam done its job?"

Seth, now holding onto my bound ally, looked down at his hands, using them to pet Kyuu. "They feel fine now."

Master Neloth nodded. "Then the damage is fixed."

The look Seth gave me told me what I needed to know. Not all damage is physical. And I know that better than anyone else by now. I scared him. The same stare I got from Agni before I killed her. The fire underneath my feet began to cool. I forced myself to take a deep breath. I had to show Seth I'm in control. That will fix this. I just had to let myself cool off.

As soon as the fire died off, I held my hands up, nodding to Seth. "Look, the fire's gone. I'm back to normal. Can you forgive me?"

Seth nodded. "Yeah, sure."

I smiled as I walked over to him. He's so young. He's a child. He just needs a mother to hold him close and tell him he's okay. "Want a hug?" I didn't wait as I walked over to him, wrapping him up in my arms. I patted him on the head, whispering, "It's okay. You're okay now."

"Um… Vess… you're acting weird." Seth said from my shoulder.

"Shh… you're okay. It's over now." I continued to pat him on the head. I pulled him away, looking him in the eye. "See? You're still okay. I won't hurt you like that ever again. I promise." I patted him on the head as I released him from his hug.

Master Neloth was by my side, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Miss Tenvanni, if you will see me for a second."

I sighed. "Of course, father."

I followed behind my dad as he led me away from the rest of the village. Mother was lowkey following behind the two of us. As we walked away, I could hear Seth whispering to his parents about me, saying about how condescending I sounded when I comforted him. He was still shaking, and was now receiving the same comforting from his mother. Just looking at the two of them… I couldn't help but think of Seth as a kid now. Just… nothing at all. This is not good. I don't like feeling like this.

"Veselle, as you know, I have read your mind. I have all your memories. I know what you've been through, and how you were feeling when you went through it. You've… grown up. In one of the worst ways possible. You suffered the same outcome I feared you would experience. You've experienced utter destruction of your world." Master Neloth turned around, glaring at me. "You were forced to relive your worst nightmares, seeing old scenarios play out differently, darker. My incompetence in that world too perfect for me to ignore. I played the part I would have played in this world, if I had not met you in the fashion I had. Your surrogate father still alive, Ildari still a threat, and your future still in your own hands. You grew up regardless of my parentage, or perhaps because of it. The lessons you learned here were still your lifeline in this alternate future of yours, and yet… as we all know… this future is possible, without the knowledge you and I both share in regards for the cure for the corprus virus. This future you witnessed can be avoided. We have the knowledge to fix it. Rather… I have the knowledge to fix it. You have played your part, Veselle."

Um… this was something a villain would say right before he decides to kill their apprentice.

I started warming up a lightning wad in my hands. "So… is this where we fight to the death?"

Master Neloth and Ildari glanced at each other, and Master Neloth shook his head. "To think you'd assume this is the outcome we'd come to. The horrors of that other world. No, Veselle. I am your father, and I'm doing my duty as your father. You have lived a long life, a very difficult life. A very… tortured life. If you recall, I have the ability to… erase memories. I can do this for you. The past 22 years of your life… gone. It would be like you never even missed a second."

Everything… gone. I could just push the reset button and go back to being my old self. Back to having a crush on Seth, a crush on Talvas, and back to being my normal cheerful self. I could just… forget everything. But… I'd be forgetting everything. My friendships back in the other life. My time with my real dad. My relationship with Ruby… which I guess… it was pretty painful to think about. But… there was still something I had to remember if I did this.

"I have a mission from Hermaeus Mora." I reminded Master Neloth.

He nodded. "I am aware, and I will keep the information you have gathered from your meeting with the god of fate. I can also keep small flashes of images from your other world, just so you know the importance of your mission. Is there anything in particular you wish to keep?"

This was a heavy question to ask me. My mind was whirring at the possibility that… I could just erase my life. On one hand, I could go back to being with Seth, completely normal. Nothing changed. And I would still have my mission given to me by the god of fate. I could still go to Ruby's guild, not challenged by her relationship with three other people before eventually getting to me, a future I don't want to see anyway. I could go back to sleeping at night, not having to worry about nightmares of killing all my best friends in the world. But… then… I'd forget all those friends. All the times I had with them. All I learned.

"I'd be forgetting Shock." I mumbled to myself.

"And you'll relearn it." Master Neloth nodded.

I had to shake my head. "Mission first… memories later." I finally said. I looked up at Master Neloth and Mistress Ildari. "Let's focus on completing this mission. I have 22 years of my own discoveries of magick under my belt. I'm a battlemage now… and right now… we need a strong battlemage. Let's deal with Miraak… and then… when all of this is over. I'll make my decision. Whether to lose my memories, or keep them. I need time to process this."

Master Neloth nodded. "I felt as much. You have grown up a lot, Veselle. The old you would have your memories taken away. How many memory wipes I have done on you through the years."

"Huh? What memory wipes?" I had my memories wiped? When?

Master Neloth smirked. "Oh, you don't want to relive them, Veselle. Just… vivid moments spent between Talvas and you. Things you wanted forgotten. He had his memories also wiped. Replaced with more… friendly retellings."

Huh… "Wait… so… if I don't remember them… does that mean that anything I remember is currently wrong."

"Oh, by all accounts. The mine adventure… such a heavy burden." Master Neloth was still smirking.

"But, I remember getting drunk, kissing…" I shook my head. "I even remember requesting the memory wipe."

"Yes, that would be the fabricated memory I placed in for you. A friendlier version of the events that followed. You wanted you to remember the experience without… all the trauma with it." Master Neloth's expression didn't shift… and that's when I realized… he was joking with me.

I found myself nodding. "Ah… good joke, dad. You almost got me there."

He shrugged. "I'm afraid I haven't gotten you anywhere. That was Talvas's proudful moment." He winked at me as he turned on his heel. "Now come, Miss Tenvanni. I'm afraid I cannot disclose the information more, lest it burst your memory forth."

My mind was spinning. I clearly remembered the mine adventure. I did a lot of stuff but… I didn't… I didn't have sex with Talvas. Right? Dad was just… messing with me… right? There's no way me and Talvas… while we were drunk.. or not drunk… did… something, right?

I caught myself just standing there, trying my best to unlock any memory that might have been locked away, or erased. But… I couldn't think of anything, not anything that I could just imagine anyway. And with how many people I've been with over the past 20 years… I know what to look for. My memories of Talvas were still long forgotten by the agency of time, and anything I may have done was long forgotten anyway.

"No, you're just messing with me." I proudly smiled as I jogged up to Master Neloth and Ildari. "I'm sure of it. There's no way I'd just… that we'd just…"

"Perhaps it wasn't your first time with him?" Dad's smirk grew even darker. "Perhaps it began quicker. Perhaps your first night… in his room… barely dressed, and him on a long assignment. Tired, coming home to find a half-naked you in his bed."

In his bed? Now I know he's messing with me. I slept on the floor… I think. It was a long time ago. Shit… this is serious. Did we? Have we? This shouldn't bother me. I'm older, way older now. I should be over this bullshit crush with Talvas. He's cute though.

I finally sighed. "Whether I did or did not… it's in the past now. Everything's in the past."

Master Neloth snorted. "Not if you decide to erase your last 20 years and return to normal."

Yeah, I guess that would be one solution. "Yeah… and then I'd go back to dating Seth while still looking at Talvas with a drooling smile. No… I'm pretty sure I want to remain how I am. I've been through a lot. I should remember my friends. I owe it to them."

"You also owe it to yourself to remain mentally stable." Mother glanced down at me. "As your life continues to go on… you'll begin to forget your other life. Like any other dream. A really long dream. And then… you'll go crazy, trying to remember people who never really existed."

Never really existed? Never really existed? "They existed!" I screamed, angrier than I thought it would have come out. "They existed. They were real. I was real. It happened. Everything I experienced. It was real." Fire started shooting out of my feet. "I had friends. I had a family! I had a life. I had love! I had everything!" Fire was now building up to my feet. "I had the best person in my life… with me… and she died! Everything I did… everything I am… it's because of my experiences.. it's because I was allowed… to be with her… with them! With everyone!"

Mother smiled as she placed her hand on my shoulder. "We know, Veselle. But… that life… you have the chance to relive most of it. These people, they don't exist in your life yet. But… from what I gather, you'll have the chance to repeat that life. You'll rebuild those memories. You just don't need two different versions running around in your mind. And… let's be honest. If you retain memories of past… significant others… and they don't end up being significant with you… you'll slowly drive yourself mad."

I felt tears rolling down my cheek. My heart was pounding. "And so… I should remember. So… so that… one of us does. One of us will remember what happened. What we had."

Ildari wrapped me up in a hug, my fires burning around both of us. My magick warded by a perfect fire quieting spell of hers. "And… you'll bear that pain your whole life if you need to. And while you're doing that… you're ignoring other people… who would die for the chance to have with you… what you had in another world. Slowly denying the chance for another life… another chance."

This was… this wasn't going to be an easy decision for me. I don't have an answer yet. "I'll think about it."

Master Neloth smirked, nodding. "I'm sure you will, daughter. You're much wiser than you were… a day ago. If you are who I believe you are… I already know your answer. And when the time comes, I'll ask you one last time. By then, I know you will have thought it over. And I know you will be prepared for the consequences of your decision. For no matter what… there will be consequences. And you need to figure out which ones you're ready to deal with."

Yeah… I guess I would have to really think about it. "I'll have an answer the fate of our world is settled. For now… we have a guest to take care of. Right?" I've been gone for a long time, but I clearly remember the High King of Skyrim coming here. He was here to kill Miraak. I remember that much at least. I have to join him in Apocrypha. We have to use Compatibility to destroy Miraak. A spell I haven't used in 20 years.

I followed behind Master Neloth and Mistress Ildari as they led me back to the village center. Everyone had departed, except Mirri, Talvas, and Seth. And of course the High King was waiting for us. He looked like he had a long night just like the rest of us. He waited anxiously for us as we approached him. "That was… something. I thought Faralda had a fiery temper." He smiled at me, nodding as we approached.

Master Neloth shook his head at the High King's comment. "Sire, I must once again… remind you to watch your words around my daughter. She has a habit of burning more than just her temper."

The High King laughed at the thought. "I'm sure I'll be fine. I have an apathetic wife and firebrand daughter… two of them now." He tapped his chin. "So… where do we begin? When I ran into Miraak, he had this Shout, one I've been exposed to. Dragon Aspect. It's a strengthening Shout, one that allows the Dragonborn to take on all the spiritual properties of a dragon: stronger, faster, resilient to elemental magicka, wings… faster Shouts… all of it. I think if I'm going to be a match for Miraak… I'm going to need to know the other two parts of the Shout. I already knew the part in Miraak's temple… thanks to Hermaeus Mora, but… the other two… I don't know. And I don't know where to find them."

Master Neloth nodded. "Hermaeus Mora would know the locations."

The High King, to all my credit, arched an eyebrow. "All information has a price with him. And I don't want to take more from him than I can afford. I'm insanely strong, and I don't want him to control me more than he already does. And I'm sure you don't want that for yourself either."

Master Neloth nodded. "You are indeed wise… most of the time." Master's eyes deadpanned. "I suppose we could look to the library, see if something comes up. In the meantime, I'm sure you will want to train. Veselle here is going to be joining you. She has been asked by Hermaeus Mora to accompany you."

The High King looked down at me. "This… that's… I mean…" He scratched the back of his head. "I'm all for doing random stuff that make no logical sense and help create some bardic tension, especially in times of dire straits… but this is a Daedric Prince we're talking about. And a very manipulative one at that."

I walked up to the High King, bowing to him. "Sir… I know that more than anyone else. But… what I've experienced here, on this island… if Ruby has told you anything about this place… you have to trust her and me… there is something deeper and darker going on here. You might end up needing my help, and trust me… I won't do anything to betray you or your interests. I just… I just want my island to return to normal." And to make out with Ruby, currently.

The High King sighed. "I guess having more help would be nice. But… why just you? Why not a whole bunch of you? The whole island?"

Master Neloth shook his head. "My wife and I are needed here in case you do not succeed. And in case the island is attacked while you are in astral form. Miraak has spies all around the island. And I am sure that while you are in your astral form fighting the dragon, we will be here defending your real body from any cultists that might attack you. Veselle was specifically tasked by Hermaeus Mora to help you. Compatibility is the key, Dragonborn. You know what that means."

I glanced from dad over to the High King. He seemed to understand. "That means… we have a few days to get to know each other." He sighed. "Great…" He glanced down at me. "Well, looks like we're about to become best friends." He wrapped an arm around me, hugging me to his side. "We'll have to have a tea party and try dresses, maybe paint nails. A slumber party?"

I sighed, looking away. "I may not look it… but I'm actually 36. I'm an adult. You don't have to treat me like a child."

Asger smiled, rubbing his knuckles in his head. "That's a start. See, we're already becoming best friends."

Ugh… kill me. In the other timeline… he's dead anyway. Killed by his daughter, Cecilie. A completely different person by the time I met him. Soulless, defeated. Alduin ate his soul, leaving him an empty husk of a person. From what I heard, he still fought Miraak and managed to overcome him, at the loss of his arm. A dragon ate it.

"So, what's the plan then?" I looked up at Dad.

Dad rubbed his chin. "There are several things we need to accomplish here. High King, how many dragon souls do you have on call?"

The High King closed his eyes. "7 souls. I can feel seven souls. I'm guessing I'll need two for the remainder of the Bend Will Shout. And two more for the remainder of Dragon Aspect. I'll need those two for sure if I'm going to be able to hold my own against Miraak. That leaves… three souls for another Shout. Something that can make me stronger… faster. And…" He glanced over at me. "A partner, if she's to join me."

Dad nodded. "I can look into whatever I can find. There's a scholar in the shaman village, one who specializes in Dragon cults. I'm sure the two of us can dig something up. Find where these other Shouts might be located. We'll get you ready, Dragonborn. Until then. You have some time to get to know… my daughter. Train her to be more like… you…" Dad pinched the bridge of his nose. "I cannot believe I just uttered those words."

The High King smirked. "So… slumber party?"

I glanced at mom. "I need an adult."

Mom smirked, and both her and the High King looked down at me. "You are an adult."


Cearbhail:

So, Veselle has some... PTSD. And yes, that's what it is. It's PTSD. And she has... a choice. A chance to have her memory wiped. Have I come to a decision on that? Umm... Maybe? Perhaps? Or... maybe I'm messing with you? Perhaps I've already laid out the answer if you look hard enough, and really read into what I've already disclosed. Anyone worth their salt will understand what I mean once they find it. It's a logic puzzle. And of course, I'm under no obligation to follow through. There is a third option, hell... a fourth. I have it all figured out. I know all the routes this can go. And yet... we know what I'm really like. My famous fingers will do something unexpected and everything will go sideways. It always does. So, let's begin the poll. Does Veselle have her memory erased? Will she keep her memories of Ruby? Can you find out in Chronicles of Ruby based squarely on how Veselle acts towards Ruby in the first few seconds of meeting her? ... Possibly. Who knows? Do you really think I know? Do you know who I am, or how I think? Does anyone? Who are you? What do you think? Oh... and I'll part with this last statement. Bananas... they taste great on cheese pizza... but not cooked with the pizza. Just garnished like slices after the pizza is fully cooked. Think french fries with milkshake. Same combination. It's good. TAke my word for it. Try it. Come on... you know you want to. Just... DO IT. Hehe... kidding. Or... am I?

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