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Unbound Familiar

An avid gamer nerd's dreams come true in another brutal yet lucky? fashion. Follow him as he does his best not to die in laughably humiliating ways, all while trying to escape his abrupt and unwanted servitude. Will his knowledge of the world he finds himself help him succeed? Will he return home? Will evolve past his title of 'Dog'? Read and find out! This will be another multiversal world-hopping story, similar to my other one, EBW. I'll not spoil the surprise of the first world, but Skyrim will eventually be involved... And no, I'll not be adhering to plot, instead destroying it and hopefully not butchering the original story in the process. Feel free to join my Discord : https://discord.gg/EJxRKkwtDm Also, if you enjoy my stories, want to read ahead, and or support me. Take a look at my Patreon : https://www.p.atreon.com/Nagross Also, I've 'borrowed' the picture from : greenmapple17, on Deviant Art.

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The Coming...?

It's a week later that Michael finally returns to Winterhold, dressed in ridiculously bright clothes and with a weary smile on his face. He steps into the Spire and lets out a breath when Ymir's small body slams into him, the others arriving soon after being alerted of his presence.

"So, what happened?" Saeko questions, still having no idea what'd gone on. Not to mention how annoying the other people in Winterhold were being after news of Sheogorath 'kidnapping' Michael had spread.

"I fixed some problems I'd been having, you know, Sheo's surprisingly smart when you get past, well, everything else." he shrugs, patting the young girl on the head.

"Do you still hear voices?" Tiffania asks.

"Nope, I've dealt with that already."

"How...?"

"I split off a bit of my soul, created a clone, and put him to paperwork duty." he looks up for a moment, his mind elsewhere, "He's currently in my realm buried in paper detailing every prayer I've been sent.

"Do... You wanna talk about?"

Michael shakes his head, "Not really... I need to rest my brain for a while, cutting pieces off of myself is pretty tiring, turns out. Helps that Clavicus had experience with it beforehand though."

Ten minutes later and Michael slumped on the sofa, laying his body atop Tiffania and Saeko's knees with Ymir sitting triumphantly on his back. In front of the couch Megumin was fighting Nawaki in a video game. At the same time, Tsunade and Dan watched from the dining table with Charlotte and Maria sitting next to them enjoying their company.

"Can you tell us what happened already?" Saeko presses, "It'd be helpful if any of us end up becoming gods too..." she states, causing Michael to chuckle.

"You guys becoming gods? Doubt it. Besides I doubt you'd want to anyway, it's not just 'power' it's the shit load of responsibility and trouble that goes with it. There are mortals stronger than gods too you know."

She folds her arms, "Are you going to hold it back forever or do I need to force it out of you?"

"Just chill, it was nothing rea-EALLY!" he suddenly squeaks with Saeko drops a hand between his legs and gets far too close to the family jewels, "Alright! Alright! I'll tell you! It's nothing interesting anyway!

"... Basically, I was going insane from the shit load of concepts I had. There's a reason the Aedra and Daedra don't try to claim every concept they can, it's a hard burden on their minds and something that wouldn't necessarily increase their power... My claiming of Azura's domains pushed me over the edge of what I could handle, allowing the prayers of my 'followers' into my conscious mind."

He shrugs, "Usually I'd just ignore them, but that became impossible afterwards, especially since most of Nirn worships me now... There was also the issue that my realm, or Clavicus' former realm didn't really represent me accurately enough. I made some changes, created a giant copy of my heart in the centre of my realm, cut a piece of my soul off, blended Azura's realm with mine, etc-etc and here I am."

"I have no idea what any of that meant." Saeko states.

He shrugs, "It is a mouthful. But the basics of it. Trust me, trying to translate the explanation from Sheo's ramblings was tough enough."

"You sure that was all?" Tiffania inquires, "You feel different from before... More..."

He scratches circling a spot on her thigh from where he was laying, "I guess I did promise not to lie to you... I kinda decided to clear up our other problems before they became actual problems."

She squints at him suspiciously, "How so?"

He wets his mouth, "Well," he holds a hand up, causing a black orb with purple energy surrounding it to appear. Everyone in the room's hair begins to float, then their bodies, all except those on the couch who was seemingly unaffected.

"Oi brat! Stop! My alcohol!" Tsunade exclaims as she tries to capture her floating drink back into the bottle.

"Fine." he deactivates it and allows them all to fall onto the floor.

"Yata! I won!" Nawaki exclaims, having used Chakra to stick himself to the floor and kill Megumin's AFK character.

"No fair! I demand a rematch!"

Nawaki blows a raspberry at her and runs over to Tsunade who was being restrained by Dan from giving Michael a piece of her mind.

"I don't understand." Tiffania remarks, prompting Michael to continue despite the chaos he'd just caused... Unbeknownst to the occupants of the room, he'd literally disabled gravity for everything in Nirn for a couple seconds...

"I did as any godly dimension traveller with any balls should... I entered the realms of the less 'fun' Daedric Princes and give them the 'Azura' treatment.

"You killed them?" Saeko hurriedly asks.

He nods, "Mehrunes Dagon, Molag Bal, Nocturnal, Mephala, Namira, and Sanguine. They're all dead with their realms consumed."

...

Silence reigns in the room momentarily, no one really knowing how to respond to such a declaration... He'd just announced the deaths of some of the most vile beings in existence, all while slumped across Tiffania and Saeko's laps like a fat snake.

Megumin is the first to speak up, "Wait, wouldn't that make you the god of rape now!?"

...

"Eh, no, kind of...? I didn't claim those domains if that's what you're asking."

"Then what did you do to them? Will there be another god of rape running around now?" Saeko questions.

He shakes his head, "No... Let's just say I 'got rid of them' and leave it at that. Anything more will only confuse you guys." After all, he couldn't really tell them that he'd thrown the less 'fun' concepts at the Dead God. He was a completely pragmatic and logical being, meaning he'd never succumb to the 'temptations' such concepts would give.

Besides, even if he did, he was trapped in the book, and Michael was the only person who could enter or leave it. As far as he was concerned, the domains of Rape, Repulsion and Disgust, Discord, etc, were all lost to the beings who wished to claim them.

Not to mention the fact that all of the concepts locked away would have a far lesser effect in reality. Rape and Destruction would still exist, but to a far, far lesser degree.

"Now, put on a movie and feed me grapes, if anyone's deserved to be treated like a Roman Emperor it's me." he all but demands while clapping the air.

"Can you at least tell us about your battles against them-" Saeko starts but gets interrupted.

"Hmmmmm-Nope!" he decides while popping the 'P'.

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