A/N: Hey there everyone TheWolves1331 here! Just a note that I'm trying new things in this story such as a new type of system. Now onto the show.
Chapter 0: The Journey Begins
POV: ?
One moment I was sitting in a bar, talking with a group of friends who were interested in playing Dungeons and Dragons, the next some psycho came in and shot the place up, now I'm here sitting in what looked to be some high class office waiting for someone. Sitting there I ponder on what's taking them so long, as my pondering ends the door to the office opens and a rather tall fellow walks in.
"Sorry about that, HR was being a bitch again thanks to 'The Creator' so I had to go over and settle the issue." As he was speaking he walked around his desk and sat in a high end recliner before locking eyes with me "Hello, my name is Death" the now named Death said giving a casual wave as he pulled out what looked like a holographic tablet before typing away.
"Now lets see here, Died to a random shootout, your actual death day ain't for another ten years at most, which begs the question. Why are you here?" Death said tapping his chin with a finger before snapping said fingers "Ah! I see now, The Creator's little problem that needs to be solved…" here Death sighed "One moment please"
Death reached to his right towards what looked to be a very old telephone, I watched as Death slowly turned the number dial several times before bringing the phone piece to his ear and began to talk. I couldn't hear any of it no matter how hard I strained to hear but I could tell by the expression on Death's face he was not happy, if anything his expression was slowly changing to one of anger.
"So good news and bad news, which would you like to hear first?" Death asked before standing up, beckoning for me to follow as he led me out of his office and began heading down a long set of corridors. Catching up to Death I ask for the bad first, hoping to get the worst out of the way quickly, nodding his head Death spoke "The bad news is we can't revive you back into your world, that's what the good news is for." stopping in front of a large ornate door Death fully turned to me "The good news is we are sending you to a new one" here he paused for a moment "Quick question, have you ever played the game Skyrim perchance?"
Confused I nod getting a chuckle out of him "Heh, who hasn't yeah? Well you probably just figured it out but I'll say it anyway. You'll be going to Tamriel or to be more precise Skyrim for your next life." Here Death turned the handles of the door before opening them and walking in with myself following close behind, giddy at getting a chance at a new life, especially in Skyrim of all places! Sure there will be Dragons, Draugr, Trolls and every other kind of baddie out there but I really didn't care.
The room we entered had a white floor that expanded as far as the eye could see with the walls having the same effect. It reminded me of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber from DBZ, seeing my awed expression Death shook his head amused as he led me further in the room where a person was waiting.
The first impression I got when I took in his appearance was Master Roshi but built like a Greek god. Bald, sunglasses blocking his eyes from being seen, his mouth was covered by his goatee, he wore a Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned, showing his physique to the world, below that he was wearing capri shorts and sandals.
"Oh? Took you long enough, Death" His voice was a deep baritone, his head tilted to the side "This him?" he asked as he floated around me.
"Hmm, he'll do for the problem… oh! I guess Death didn't tell you, I made a couple of mistakes awhile back and they decided that now was the time to mess with me." He explained, getting a hesitant nod from me "Well the mistakes were in the form of my two sons, who hated my guts seeing as I focused on my job more than them."
Here he scratched the back of his head "Here's where it becomes a problem, the two trashed two important projects I was overseeing, the two ruined two different timelines which had to be scrapped and salvaged with both 'Hosts' dead and their 'Systems' ruined. Now normally I'd reset the timeline to before they interfered but they corrupted too much of the timeline to fix it properly so now you're here."
"Death, would you kindly" here Death stepped forward in his hands were two orbs, one a vibrant green the other a deep crimson.
"These two are the salvaged souls of the previous 'Hosts' 'Andre' and 'Bjorn' fused with their 'Systems' and this…" here he held a multi-colored orb "this is your 'system' along with several 'keys' to make sure everything goes through." at this the three orbs shot into the air and collided into my body.
At first I didn't feel anything so I relaxed, that was a mistake as at the moment my body started to release black smoke, then the pain kicked in. Immense and agonizing it dropped me to my knees without warning, soon the pain knocked me out as the smoke formed a cocoon around my body.
POV: Third Person:
"Hmph well there he goes" The Old Man said stroking his beard, turning to Death as the 'new gamers' cocoon turned into a ball the size of a marble before shooting towards a portal that opened up after the 'gamer' collapsed "So, where do you think he'll end up at?" Death shrugged "No idea, what Blessings and Curses did he get?"
At this the Old Man just shrugged back "No clue I just hit a random number for both and then hit the random button."
A period of silence befell both of them before Death sighed "Welp, he's fucked." and with that they both disappeared.
POV: ?
"Ugh, my head, what happened?" I groan as I bring my hand to my face as I sit up from where I'm laying, shaking my head. I groan again as a wave of nausea hits me, forcing me to roll over as I begin to wretch.
"Keep it down in there, some of us are trying to sleep here" A voice shouted from across the room getting my attention. Looking up from my hunched state I spotted a well dressed man in a lavish cell across from mine, dressed in a deep blue overcoat that covered a long sleeved white tunic was a man I could remember anywhere.
Well hello Sibbi…
| Name: Sibbi Black-Briar | Race: Nord | Lvl: 15 | Title: The Imprisoned Heir
Getting up from the floor I sit on my cot, I look around my 'cell' seeing as I'm in the Riften Dungeons, in the far most corner to the right there is a symbol etched into the wall with what looks like chalk. Laying back down I try to get some sleep seeing as there weren't no guards around, the moment my eyes close I experience an out of body sensation as what I could assume to be this body's memories to flash through my mind.
This body I acquired was named Torone Snowpeak, the last Snowpeak alive anyway. I watched as this body's family was killed by Dark Brotherhood members left and right while this body, me! Ran away, I managed to survive long enough that the guards who were to protect us actually stepped in, they managed to kill one of the assassins while the other got away. Laila Law-Giver took me in for a short period of time after that given that it happened in her city and then Maven fucking Black-Brair found out I was still alive.
The Matriarch of the Black-Briars was a stone cold bitch if being honest, she had the Jarl wrapped around her finger and it showed when she sweet talked Law-Giver into letting her foster me. Now normally that would have been a good thing if not for the fact it was Maven we were talking about here. Not even 5 minutes after I was escorted back to her house and she tried to interrogate me for my family's secrets which didn't work so she framed me for several crimes, none of which I did mind you, and now I'm here.
Welp, only one way out of this… PRISON BREAK!
Slowly looking around, I sit up upon noticing that Sibbi is asleep, carefully I walk towards the corner and feel the wall, finding a smooth stone compared to the rough stone had me hoping as I pressed it into the wall and waited.
The wall moved back showing it was a door this entire time, walking in I press a button on the wall and watch as the door closes before walking further into the passageway, after several minutes of walking I come across several holes some with lights coming out some not. Looking through one that was making noise I immediately look away and continued on as I got a good look at two male guards going at it with a female prisoner with wild abandon.
Soon I found the evidence room, it was empty of guards so with careful hands I reached towards a chest that was closest to the window and knocked it over towards me, spilling its contents into the window and at my feet. Closing the chest and fixing its position I go through the 'loot'.
Well, well, well what do we have here? Clothes, a couple throwing knives and finally a very familiar book.
= Voljar's Meadery Recipes =
| Rank: B | Consumable |
My ancestors Recipe Book, the pride and joy of the Snowpeak clan, hmph if only my ancestors could see me now, breaking out of prison, planning revenge which would come later, and thinking on what I would like to do with this new life of mine. As I'm thinking this I'm putting on my clothes which weren't much, just some tan trousers tucked into calf high boots and a red tunic with a nice belt for my outfit. As I'm exiting the passageway and into the ratways I loop the throwing knives to my belt and begin making my way out, looking for a spot to hide away incase of being found.
Several minutes passed before I came upon an empty enclosure, there were mead bottles all over the floor along with bear traps and dead skeevers, looking up ahead I noticed a body being fed upon by what my memory knew as a skeever. Pulling out two of the five throwing knives I carefully take aim rear back my arm breathing in and then throwing it with the exhale. The first knife struck true hitting the back of the head of one of them, the second one not so much seeing as it hit a leg crippling it but hey at least it slowed down! The surviving skeever tried to scurry away only for me to throw another knife this time killing it.
Skeever: (2x) 20 Exp!
Staring at the notification I mentally facepalm at my idiocy for forgetting I have a SYSTEM! With a sigh I mutter "Stats"
l Name:Torone Snowpeak l Race: Nord l Title: ? l Class: ? l Currency: 0 l Alignment: ? l
l Lvl: 1 l Exp: 20/1000 l
Gacha Blessings: 5 l Gacha Curses: 3
| HP: (100) 50 l (Scales with Vit)
| SP: 100 l (Scales with End)
| MP: 100 l (Scales with Int)
Stats:
- Vitality: (10) 5
- Endurance: 10
- Strength: (10) 5
- Dexterity: 10
- Charisma: 10
- Intelligence: 10
- Wisdom: 10
- Luck: (10) 5
- Spare Stat Points: 21 -
Blessings:
| (Dex) Silent as the Grave: Your movement makes no noise decreasing you detection and visibility by 50%
| (Wis) Wise as a Sage: Gains 3 additional stat points per lvl up
| (Cha) Dashing Rogue: Increases your chances to charm/persuade people by 30%
| (Int) Scholars Knowledge: Increase Magic potency by 5%
| (End) Speed of a Cheetah: Increase your movement speed by 15%
Curses:
| (Str) Hollowed Bones: Halves Str Stat, Weapons that require Strength to wield are doubled. To remove this curse would require 200 Str.
| (Vit) Frail Body: Halves Vit Stat, Armors that require Vitality to wear are doubled. To remove this curse would require 500 Vit.
| (Luck) Unlucky Beginnings: You Awoke in Prison! Your Luck stat has been halved. To remove this curse would require 200 Luck.
Ah shit…
| Chapter End |
A/N: Welp that was something, also! I'm willing to take suggestions on Blessing & Curses, they can be anything! For example someone could put in a curse that turns Torone into a lich or give Torone a Blessing that increases his stats truly it can be anything! But everyone can only submit one blessing and curse.
To do this send me a private message stating what it is, be it blessing or curse and what it does and after I get a decent amount I can do randomizes to see which one Torone will get.
Anyways if you have any suggestions leave them in the comments section. Also if its criticism go ahead! All I ask is that there is no flamers, if there is a flamer then i'll just ignore it. Have a good day to you all.