The Birth of Ruin

Lord of Ruinachs

"Lord Dagon wishes to see you, little Ruinach." A Dremora approaches Godsbody after the bloodbath of Seyda Neen. Godsbody doesn't say a word but nods to the Daedra. He didn't know how to feel after killing Audret. As any rational creature, he should have felt remorse after it, but Godsbody didn't feel a thing. He was mad at himself for his lack of feelings.

"Where does he want me to go?" The Dremora turns around and points at one of the tallest Daedric structures. Godsbody nods and makes his way towards it. Of course Dagon wouldn't be in the tower and Godsbody assumed he'd be somewhere around there.

As he approached the tower, Godsbody saw the large four-armed figure of Mehrunes Dagon. As any loyal servant of the Daedric prince, Godsbody kneels. "Ruinach," Dagon starts in his deep but smooth voice. "You have proven to be a loyal servant of mine. You are also a strong and capable warrior." Godsbody listens as Dagon speaks. It was unlike Dagon to praise one of his servants. He would award the most loyal and strong, but he rarely complimented them like this.

"You killed the mortals that stole you," Dagon continues. "That showed me that you are loyal to me, and only me. Therefore, you shall be rewarded."

"Why though?" Godsbody asks. "I was just fulfilling your orders. I killed that elf because I am loyal to my creator, not the people who kept me from my heritage." He stands up from his kneeling position. "You are my heritage, and I don't want anything to do with those mortals anymore." Dagon nods slowly to Godsbody's statement.

"I shall reward you because you're unique among the Ruinachs. You're smarter and stronger then them. The strongest and most loyal shall be set above the others, therefore I award you the tittle 'Godsbody Lord of Ruinachs'. The Ruinachs will bow to your command as well as the other Daedra. The only ones that won't are the other Daedra lords." Godsbody was shocked by the promotion, but he couldn't refuse.

"I accept, Lord Dagon." Godsbody says and kneels again.

"Go now, Lord of Ruinachs, and protect my land." Dagon says and turns away from Godsbody. Godsbody gets up and leaves.

He was now in control of the Ruinachs and the other Daedric creatures. Ruinachs were under is jurisdiction, but the Dremora and other Daedra would answer his commands if he needed them to do something. Most Daedra will now call him Lord of Ruinachs instead of little Ruinach or just Ruinach.

Daedra rarely used their names, except for Daedra lords, so mortals couldn't exploit them. Dremora like the Kynreeve would go by their rank instead of their names. The Dremora always called Godsbody little Ruinach because when they found him he was a weak Ruinach with little muscle. The other Ruinachs were muscled brutes with no mercy, and little thought.

Godsbody was raised by the dark elves. They taught him things the other Ruinachs couldn't learn. Growing up with mortals made Godsbody like a mortal stuck in a four-armed brute's body. After Godsbody went to the Deadlands, he trained with the other Daedra and become stronger then most of his kind. Mehrunes Dagon pushed Godsbody to be stronger then the other Ruinachs, and his smarts solidified a high rank amongst the Daedra.

Godsbody knew he was stronger then some of the other Ruinachs, but he didn't know Dagon would see him as the strongest. Being a Ruinach automatically made him stronger than other Daedric creatures, but being the strongest of his kind made him one of the most powerful Daedric creatures.

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"Godsbody!" A woman yells, she sounds angry and frightened. Once again it's Nysaiah with the Dremora, but one other person accompanied her. Her companion was shorter than her and Godsbody recognized who it was. Aranith.

"They call me Lord of Ruinachs now, and you shouldn't be here, mortal." Godsbody didn't want to sound cold, but he didn't want Nysaiah and Aranith here. He stood tall and didn't show any emotion but on the inside, he was unsure of what he felt.

Of course Nysaiah didn't listen. "How could you do such a thing?" She didn't have to explain what she was asking, Godsbody already knew what it was. He didn't want to have the discussion of Audret's death right now. All he does is turn away from her.

"Get out of here before you get killed. This place is not for your kind." Godsbody pauses. "If you don't leave, I'll have to kill you both." He turns back towards them and speaks quietly. "I don't want to have to kill you, but if you stay, you leave me no choice, Nys."

"Dont call me that." Nysaiah replies angrily. "You killed him. You're not my family, much less a friend. Audret and I should have killed you when we found you outside that Daedric portal." Nysaiah puts her arm around Aranith and turns them away from Godsbody. Nysaiah's words hurt the tough creature but he didn't show it. "Take us to Vivec City," Nysaiah commands the Dremora. "After this you are dismissed, I don't need you anymore." The Dremora nodded and opened a portal. Nysaiah and Aranith walk though it and Godsbody relaxes.

"Speak of this to no one." Godsbody says to the Dremora, and it just nods. Godsbody takes a deep breath. He knew that Nysaiah didn't want anything to do with him. He knew he had messed up his relationship with her. Things couldn't ever go back to the way things were before the Dremora attacked Seyda Neen the first time.

Godsbody knew he should move on from here, but Nysaiah's last words to him echoed in his head. None of this would have happened if they did kill him outside of the portal. Seyda Neen would probably be safe from the Daedra, but instead, everyone there is dead. As far as he knew, Nysaiah and Aranith were the only people from Seyda Neen who were still alive.

Godsbody would continue to dwell on what could have happened differently, but he had a job to be doing, and he couldn't let someone else down.