Chapter 50: Telestarri, Reaper of Souls

(A/n No Chapter edit today. In a rush. Do tomorrow.)

Adrian pov (present time)

Ava: "So..."

Adrian: "...*Sweating profoundly*..."

Ava: "You went to Skyrim..."

*gulp*

Ava: "Without me..."

Adrian: "..."

Ava: "AND USED AN ELDER SCROLL BEFORE I COULD!"

luckily, I had cast a spell on the room to enchant it to prevent any sound from inside leave this room.

Gwen also was a lover of Skyrim.

I guess it's because it was the game I loved to play the most, and we actually talked alot about it.

It was the only time she knew she could get me to open up and talk to her, about casual stuff or games, it was the main chance she got to communicate with the already silent and anti-social me at the time so it wasn't a suprsie she loved Skyrim just as much as i did, since we always shared each other's company when we played it.

Adrian: "T-to be fair, it was kinda your fault that I-"

I didn't even get a chance to finish as i felt her Force Push me to across the room and pressed against the wall.

Luky that i also placed a "reinforcement" Great One Rune across the room just in case this happened.

She held me up in the air with a Force Grip, i could have resisted it with the passive Force Wall ability all living beings have, but didn't as to not provoke any more Wrath from her.

(A/n I already explained Force Wall more then once and won't do so again)

Ava: "AND WHO'S FAULT IS IT THAT YOU ALMOST DIED!"

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Adrian: "You actually... And i didn't "almost" die, i "did" die and came back..."

Ava: "..."

Adrian: "..."

Ava, or Gwen, seemed to have gone red as a tomato and she nervously and awkwardly tried to talk and defend hersekf but looked away and dropped me.

I landed on my feet and saw she was shuddering and shaking, she granbed both her arms with one another and i could her her silent sobbing with my unatural hearing.

I walked over to her and hugged her from behind, i placed my head on her shoulder and whispered to her.

Adrian: "We are both idiots."

She gripped my hand that was around her waist tightly as she anwered back in an equally silent voice.

Ava: "W-what h-happened after you used the Elder Scroll?"

Adrian: "Uh, ah...about that..."

The once sad white haired girl looked into my eyes with full seriousness when she heard me stutter.

Ava: "Answer...now."

Adrian: "*sweating* Hey Hey! How the Hell did you change gears all of a sudden?!"

Ava: "Jedi Training. To quickly reign in emotions. Now then...care to tell me why you are nervous in telling me what happened? You didn't go fighting an Et'Ada did you? Also, You didn't have s.e.x. with any girls apart from me.Did.You?"

Calm the Fuck down!

I smiled at how our once playful arguments were we used to punish each other with small things like a pillow to the face or a paint bucket over the head to punishments with Force abilities that xan tear entire Planets and Black Holes apart.

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*Flashback, shortly after Adrian uses the Elder Scroll, he had done some other minor things such as checkung his body and gathering some items throughout Tamriel as quickly as he could*

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Nocturnal, Daedric Prince of Darkness, Night and Shadows pov:

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The Evergloam...

A realm of Oblivion, created and ruled over by Nocturnal, the Daedric Prince of Shadow.

It is a realm of perpetual twilight, and the "cradle of shadow".

The Evergloam consists of a primary plane and several pocket realms, including the Shade Perilous and the Crow's Wood.

These realms are thought to be constantly shifting, and are perceived differently by different mortals.

It is filled with forests, whose trees cast long shadows over a purple landscape. The land is dotted with crumbling buildings and sunken crypts

At the Summit of The Evergloam stands Nocturnal one of the many Daedric Princes of the Reams of Oblivion.

She gazed into the eternal night sky of which the sun had never risen, for only Darkness and Night exits in her Realm, her Domain.

But she had a been feeling..."Strange" for a few hours now.

She felt as if something with her power exists and yet doesn't at the ame time.

She ignored such a trivial thing as something of such a small matter would't affect her in the slightest.

She was an Et'Ada, an Original Spirit, a Goddess.

Why would she be concerned about these petty insignificant things.

But it wasn't until now, that she could bare it no longer.

Just now she felt as if someone had stolen her power, used it for their own purpose!

Nocturnal: "How Dare They! Arrogant Disobedient Mortals!"

She tyrned her gaze towards the source of the feeling she had felt, and what she saw had greatly confused her.

A man with brown hair to the shoulders, two Ivory hirns sprouting from the head, a blue tail and ge was clad in a strange metalic armour with traces of gold in between the joints.

This "Mortal" was holding her Daedric Artifact, the Skeleton Key.

This confused her as she can still feel the Skeleton Key at the Teilight Sepulcher sanctum, ever since the Dagonborn and Karliah returned it to her.

Two Skeleton Keys!

This was Impossible, IS INPOSSIBLE!

No Mortal can replicate a Daedric Artifact that carries traces of their power!

She was furious!

She would torture this pathetic, insignificant "Mortal" ant for having dared cross her, Nocturnal, a Daedric Prince, a Daedric God!

But one problem prevented her from exacting her plan to capture this "Mortal".

She, nor any Daedric Prince can no longer set foot on Nirn since Akatosh sealed Oblivion off from the Mortal Realm after hi battle with Mehrunes Dagon during the "Oblivion Crisis".

(A/n Oblivion Crisis is name of the events of Elder Scrolls 4: Oblivion when Mehrunes Dagon attempts his invasion of Tamriel)

That Fool Dagon!

She pondered many ways of how she can walk upon Nirn, while still maintaining enough of her Godly powers so that she can capture this "Mortal".

She could send her Daedric minions, but they would be no match for their target.

Nocturnal pondered over what she had to do, which didn't take longs since she had been planning this for a long time.

She outstretched her bare hand, and in the next instant the Skeleton Key (real one) appeared in her hand.

She clenched it and plungd it into herself, sealing away some of her power, so that the Nine Divines, Akatosh and most importantly her "sister" Azura.

(A/n This is true. Complicated lore reason. Et'Ada are not realtives to one another, but Azura and Nocturnal hold a unique history with one another. Nocturnal stole the Skeleton Key from Azura (also called Azurah) and now it belongs to her.)

Azura would do at nothing to prevent her from setting foot in the Mortal World.

But Nocturnal's fury was beyond anything a Daedric Prince or Aedric God may do to stop her, besides, if word got out about this then all the Daedric Princes would be on her side as a Mortal stealing power from a God is blasphemy!

Just like the trio of false Gods, but we dealt with those imposters long ago.

I made my preparations and used my Skeleton Key to open a portal to Tamriel, to Skyrim where the "Mortal" is currently.

When she appeared through the portal, he bared his path, before she could announce herself and her intent, the "Mortal" spoke first.

???: "Shit!"

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Adrian pov

Adrian: "Shit!"

(Present day Ava: "You met Nocturnal? That can't have ended well.)

(Present day Adrian: "Oh, just you wait! It gets worse! Now let me get back to my flashback effect thinggy!")

I knew this would happen at some point since I do possess a wish version of the Skeleton Key, and the real original Skeleton Key belongs to Nocturnal.

Goddammit!

Of all the Daedric Princes, can't it be Herma Mora, Peryite, Sanguine or to hell with it!

I want Sheogorath instead of this Witch!

Nocturnal saw I wasn't moving, and she wasted no time in delaying this momentary stand-off any longer.

I assume she can't be on Nirn unless she is in a weakened Avatar or sealed off a majority of her power.

It is the only way I can think of which would allow her to physical set foot on Nirn since Akatosh's Divine Protection of Nirn is still active since the Oblivion Crisis.

I may have an actual chance to escape the Et'Ada that is currently trying to kill me.

All this happened in less than a second as my perception has been boosted to insane levels.

Nocturnal had encased her hand in darkness, she made a grabbing motion but i teleported away from her with my Space Ring.

Thank Lord that i made this Ring first!

I didn't even realise it but she appeared before me again and i was sent flying from a simple wave of her hand.

This is how strong she is when weakened?!

Fortunately, her strike didn't hurt me as she must have assumed I would go down with that strike, but I am more Durable than she anticipated.

I wasted no time and made my escape, I knew it was useless since if she found me once, she will find me again.

She is most likely tracing the Skeleton Key's power.

I held the Skeleton Key in my hand and shoved it into my eye as it passed through it like a ghost.

I "unlocked" my ability to see ripples in Space-Time.

The most notible "ripple" was the Time Wound at the Throat of the World.

But i found the largest one, but it was extremely well hidden.

I doubt Akatosh himself would notice this portal since the portal was indeed a "ripple" in Space-Time, but only i could know it was a portal.

Since i can feel the presence of the Force calling to me beyond the portal to the Midichlorians in my body.

The closer i got to it while evading multiple weapons forged from pure darkness, which Nocturnal was occasionally throwing at my feeing back, i can feel my connection to the Force getting stronger.

But as i thought i would make it in five teleports, I felt that my arm had been amputated.

Shit! I had my Makluan Space and Life Rings on my Right hand!

My right hand which i had my Makluan Rings on had fallen to the ground, i wasn't fast enough since I felt a death grip around my throat!

Nocturnal: "You dare defy me! To Sin against a Daedric Prince! To steal power from me!"

Nocturnal's grip around my throat became tighter and i felt my consciousness fading, before it did, i had one plan left up my sleeve that might work!

Adrian: "Sheogorath..I..Know..one thing that...is absolutely mad...that...not even you...would do..."

Nocturnal tried telling me to basically "Shit Up" with my nonsense talk, but i ignored her and continued.

Adrian: "You...wouldn't save a me...a..mortal...from Nocturnal...you wouldn't attack her...to...help me..."

With those final words, all strength in my body left me as darkness was enveloping my sight even faster.

???: "Hahaha, A Mortal with guts, that's a new one! Perhaps I should have a look inside you? Maybe they would do nicely for decorating my violin, or was it the harp? My Shoes? WHO CARES!!!"

I felt my body fall to the floor, it took only 3 seconds for me to recover from the state i was in.

I saw before me a familiar bearded old man in a half purple and half orange suit.

Adrian: "Oh, its you Uncle Sheo! How's it been? You had that tea party with the Dragonborn inside of Pelagius' head yet?"

Sheogorath looked at me as if i truely lost my mind.

Sheogorath: "Uncle? Did i have a nephew? Brother? Sister? Donkey? Hold on, they don't exist in this fanfic do they? What do you all say about this Reader-Kuns? What is Kun? Why did i say this? Why do i have a sudden urge to scream "CHEESE FOR EVERYONEEEEE!!!!"

Adrian: "Who knows. So Uncle Sheo, do you want to kill Nocturnal?"

The said female Daedric Prince was nowhere to be found, i think she had pulled back for a few moments so she can unlock her full power.

After all, only an Et'Ada can fight another Et'Ada...unless your freaking Divayth Fyr. That guy is cheat engine pumped to the maximum and beyond.

Sheogorath: "I think you have a few screws loose, you can't kill another God permanently."

Adrian: "You didn't answer my question Uncle?"

Sheogorath: "Hmmm, okay!"

This guy is truely mad!

Great for me i suppose!

Adrian: "All you need to do is touch this on her body and she is done for."

I said as i took out the Prisim replica.

The Prisim replica was originally to be used on Ava, but since i now think she most likely is Gwen, then why would i use this on her?

The original Prisim i had will be used solely for Abeloth.

As for the beings kn the Unknown Regions...

I'll deal with them in due course.

Sheogorath: "Seriously? I just bonk her on the head and she goes to Horny Jail?"

Where the heck does this guy know some of these words?

Adrian: "Yep."

Sheogorath: "Roger Roger!"

This guy! Did he mind read me or something?!?!

Sheogorath had vannished from his spot and after waiting a few dozen moments he reappeared with half his face and an arm missing, but were quickly growing back.

As for my own arm, i had cut the stump of my body and it healed in less then 3 seconds.

I can now regenerate from anything that is not magical or instant/absolute death in 3 seconds flat.

(A/n I explain later for his auxiliary chapter of Subject Zer0. Just finalising some stuff.)

I went over to my severed arm on the ground and took the rings off it and placed them back on myself.

I stored my severed arm inside of my Storage Space to harvest later.

Why?

Remeber all the items i had used for the Elder Scroll ritual.

Yep, they all became a part of my body while some of it was used as an offering to activate the Elder Scroll's power.

My bones were now reinforced with Cold-Iron, ontop of my Subject Zer0 skeleton before.

My blood also gained the properties of tge Necroplasm which comes directly from Molag Bal's realm of Oblivion, Coldharbour.

All those items were used to strengthen and merge with me.

Sheogorath: "Are you sure she is really dead? I don't feel she is dead?"

Adrian: "Pretty sure. If not she will be soon. Also i have a question. How are on Nirn? Shouldn't Akatosh's barrier around Nirn be preventing you frkm setting foot here?"

Sheogorath: "I got bored so i used my trust Wabbajack on myslef. I actual have a Mortal body right now so if i am killed it will take a few hundred years to come back. But I still have my power though, so that's neat."

Adrian: "Indeed. Well then, see ya later Uncle! I probably won't see you until i am capable of destroying the Aurbis!"

(A/n Aurbis = Universe)

Sheogorath: "Haha! I love this Mortal! But with that body he should be a God. Why didn't Crow-lover sense it? Oh well, time to go back to Haskill again...or not!"

Both Adrian and Sheogorath left the site they were at.

While Adrian was both easily abd quickly ripping of the head of an Elder Dragon so he can steal its Dragon Soul before returning to the Star Wars Universe.

Nocturnal found herself deep within an endless void.

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Nocturnal pov

Nocturnal: "Sheogorath! What have you done?! Where am I?!"

I could not feel my connection to my Realm, The Evergloam, ever since i first came to this place.

Whatever this place was, I couldn't feel anything from my Realm of Oblivion, nor the presence of any being in the Aurbist.

???: "Hmmm, You will do nicely."

A voice that radiated with sorrow and grief echoed throughout the void I was in.

I tried to find its source and was about to demand it reveals itself, but it spoke before it could.

???: "You want to know where you are don't you? Very well. You are in my Domain, the Abyss. Originally you would have died when the Prism replica touched you, but I transported you here before that could happen."

Nocturnal: "Why? Who are you?"

I did not believe its words, nothing can kill at Et'Ada permanently, we are Immortal, we are Gods!

???: "You do not believe my words do you? No matter. I saved your life to bring you here...so I can kill you myself."

When he said his last words, I felt a chill across my entire body.

This being is powerful.

Could it be an Et'Ada, or is Lorkhan behind this?

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A Humanoid figure materialised a dozen metres away from me and when he stepped into the darkness of the void we were in, the surroundings had shifted and changed.

What once was endless darkness had now transformed into a sea of endless stars and energies.

(A/n Environmental image)

???: "As for who I am?"

A Humanoid figure that emanated a purple glow had now been made visible for me to see.

It had two wings that seemed like a butterfly's wing structure, but had feathers like a bird, like a Crow and Raven. And bore a spear as its weapon made from Black coloured metals.

???: "Who am I? I am known as the "Reaper of Souls", but in truth, I am but a mere servant to my Lord and Master who has given me the task of extinguishing your life and delivering your soul to him."

I readied myself for battle at the danger this being possessed and of the obvious threat he had announced.

Nocturnal: "Who is your Master?!"

???: "Ulthaan, the Unbound God."

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(A/n Image and sheet for Servant of Ulthaan Telestarri)