4 The beginning of the Great Anguish

Conflict erupted for horns of war was sound through the land of Tamriel. The gate of the oblivion was opened throughout the land. The Mythic Dawn, hiding in the dark, plotting to summon their great Daedric prince. Meherunes Dagon for his ambition was to conquer all Nirn and Mundus.

An older man having white hair, for he had accepted his doom, for he knew that his time was up. A group of blades were guarding him, soon a messenger broke through the doors.

"your majesty, your heirs have been slaughter, your life is in danger your majesty, you must esca-" a throw was shot through the messenger throat before he could finish his sentence. A group of blades roared "protect the emperor" as they charged towards the Mythic Dawn Assassin. A fierce battle erupted as they clashed fighting to defend the emperor.

A group of blades begin to escort toward the hidden pathway down toward the jail room.

Captain of the guard screamed in irritation " what is a prisoner doing here? did I not say for this room to be empty?"

The Captain of the guard faces the prisoner "khajiit go the corner, no sudden movement or you'll met your end by my blade."

They soon enter the jail room, revealing a secret room. The emperor turns to the khajiit" you young one, will do many great things. follow me"

Which had, concluded the beginning of the great oblivion crisis for the emperor was assassinated. The amulet of the king went missing and the capital goes without an emperor. The Gate of oblivion sprouting everywhere, as chaos was ensued for the death of many was just the beginning of an invasion.

At Cloud Ruler temple, a group of blades could be seen sitting at a table.

The grandmaster jauffre speaking to captain Steffan

"I've received word from my agent that an heir from the emperor lives, his begin escorted by the hero of Kvatch who closed the gate."

Captain Steffan replies "The hero of Kvatch? I heard that he took down an oblivion gate all by himself with just three guards."

Grandmaster Jauffre "A great ally in our time of needs, a good sign from the divines"

A blade member enters the room interrupting the discussion, "the heir of the emperor is here along with the hero of Kvatch"

Both blades' stand up, going to meet the hero of Kvatch and the last dragon heir.

The Grand Master Jaueffre "Welcome the last heir of Emperor Septim"

"I'm martin, its.... seem too fast for me to be called the last heir, since I was just a priest a while ago"

Grand master jaueffre "do not worry my boy, I am here to make sure you'll get ready and used to your position"

The Grand master turns to the hero of ktvach " I thank you hero, for returning the last heir to us, now blades men Baurus will tell you of your next mission of finding those damn assassin who dare kill the emperor"

As Baurus was about to explain the hero of ktvach of the mission.... All sudden a loud boom was heard.

In a dark hidden basement, laid a giant armor, next to it lay a giant great ax, many blade members tried wielding the great ax, but due to its heaviness. None has been able to lift it up, therefore they tried to smelt it, but no flame was hot enough to be able to melt it.

Laying there, the armor in total darkness for no light shined upon it, a small glimmer of red eyes appeared in a helmet. Sensing a dragon nearby, the armor begins to lift itself up, grabbing both its axe and shield.

The temple shook due to the heaviness of the armor, as it walked toward the doors, ripping them apart. Hearing the commotion caused by rumbling of each step as the armor took.

The blades wore their armor, thinking the mythic dawn had invaded the temple. The grand master ordering the blade to form a protection around the last heir.

The hero of kvatch wielding a great sword, while the last heir nervously staring at the location the sound was coming from.

The armor emerges from the dark hidden basement doors, with eerily red eyes staring straight at the heir.

The blades draw their blades, and bow toward the armor, as the grandmaster just shaking his head of the mess the old armor made.

Standing there the armor, as it studied the so-called last heir, as it felt its thin dragon blood going through its vein.

A loud hollow voice ringed from the armor, "so you're the old men heir? huh, that older bastard did say he was going to die."

The Armor snorts, at the fragile and spineless creature standing before him, completely different from the Uriel Septim.

Martin staring at the giant armor, timidly ask "and... you are?"

The armor ignores, as it talks to the grand master "is he really the one?"

The grand master sighs from the tone of voice the armor give "Yes Master of the blades"

The armor spoke in a deep voice, staring into deep of martian soul.

Speaking" I am... Dragon Slayer, The Master of the blades"

he stopped talking as if pondering if he should decide on saying "As for my name, you do not need to know, but you can call me... Dovah kriid"

Dovah kriid returns to his hidden basement to slumber away due to talking taking a great deal of magic, due to mana he needs is different from the one the native use in Tamriel.

The grandmaster gives an apologetic smile to martin " he's like that, don't mind him, probably age has got to him. Although he is a hollowed armor, therefore he could seem naturally cold".

The grand master escort martin as the hero of kvatch and baurus go off to the imperial city to catch the group of assassins. As well recovering the amulet of king and trying to restore the barrier.

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