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The DgB (short for Dragonborn) felt a similar feeling, that he felt before, the crimson sky above his head, misty fog around, praises in ancient Nordic verses being sung although no presence of the singers..... something felt oddly similar.He remembered now- it was Sovngarde,home of the Nordic heroes in their afterlife who fall during glorious battle.

He was shocked. He had left it. Although he liked this place,he was in no hurry to return. He was deeply confused. Why was he back?? Didn't he already kill Alduin?? Then why??He looked around confused. Admist his confusion, he heard a loud and dangerous draconic laughter. The DgB turned behind. As the fog cleared, he saw a huge black spiked draconic head. As it cleared further he could see the World Eater's whole demonically dragon body. He fell down on his back.

Why was he here?? Didn't I already killed him?? Then why?? His blood diamond eyes looked straight at him as if peering into his very soul. The Dragonborn mustered some courage and said,"How are you here?? I have already killed you??"

Then Alduin roared out a laughter which seemed to shake the crimson sky. "You thought it was so easy to get rid of a GOD. Zu'u unslaad. Zu'u nis oblaan. I am eternal. I cannot be ended. Zu'u lost daal. I have returned. And my hunger grows. Hil sen fil nahkip bahloki. Your soul will feed my hunger."

Then Alduin raised his wings covering the sky. The Dragonborn could not see anything beyond that. Alduin opened his huge mouth and pounced at him.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh.....", the Dragonborn opened his eyes and was greeted with a black rock ceiling. Again confused, sweat was dripping from his forehead. " Even though he fancies himself as a god, this isn't how his stomach shall look." He looked around and all that was were black walls until he noticed a familiar window.

He then realized this was his room when he was practicing his Voice in High Hrothgar. That window was his only outlet to the outside world when he shut himself inside for meditating upon the Words. He remembered those moments. Although he was the Dragonborn he was not a dragon,so needed some days for learning the Shouts.

Then he heard some footsteps approaching his room and looked at the door. As he looked at the door, he was happy to see his housecarl and companion. "So you have woken up,My Thane," said Lydia. A single teardrop appeared on her right eye. The DgB wondered why she cried a lot nowadays. Upon their last two encounters she greeted him with tears. She used to be fearless and cold before but it was welcome change.

He tried to raise his hand but realised he was still very weak. Lydia rushed towards him holding his hand and said,"No need to do that. I know that you are fine." She smiled a smile that made the nightly Auroras seem dull. The Dragonborn was enchanted by her smile. Her smile reminded him that he was no longer in the land of the dead but in the world of the living and he was very grateful for that.

"Aah, so you have woken up." A deep and resonating voice entered the room. Both of them looked towards the speaker. A man dressed in very dark grey robes said approaching them both.

It was the speaker of the Greybeards- Arngeir.

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