The frail little looks up at the familiar four armed creature above him. Once her eyes focused, she knew exactly who the creature was. "G... Godsbody?" She says weakly. Then realization sets in. "Wait... did... did you just try to... kill me?" The fear sets in as she realizes what he represents and what he stands for. "You can't be trusted... you're the demiprince of loyalties..." The mortal tries to get up but she's too weak.
"No, it's okay Nysaiah. I'm not gonna hurt you." He says and moves closer.
"No! Stay away from me!" She shouts back. "I can't trust a Daedra who represents disloyalty!" She continues to try to get away from him.
"I can't change my nature, I was born this way, Nys. I have no reason to hurt you." He tries to get closer but Nys just moves away.
"I tried to take the amulet from you and kill you... of course you have a reason to kill me." Nysaiah looks more scared then she did before.
"That was Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon, not you. Please Nys, let me help you."
"Fine, open a portal and get me as far from Daedra as possible. That's how you can help, Godsbody." Godsbody nods, and does as she asks. Before she can enter, another portal opens behind them and two larger beings walk though.
"Godsbody, what have you done?" One of them was Mehrunes Dagon, the Daedric prince of destruction. The other was Molag Bal, the Daedric prince of domination and schemes.
"Just stole a bit of your essence, again. You made the mistake of using your essence to make Nysaiah a temporary Daedric prince. You gave me the power I need to become one. All I have to do is absorb your essence and I'm one of you. An all powerful Daedra." Godsbody replies, distracting the Daedric princes while Nysaiah leaves though the portal he created.
What Godsbody said didn't sit well with the Daedric princes. "I will kill you, then torture you for all eternity. I will hear your screams throughout Coldharbour and all will know to not cross the prince of schemes."
"Here's the thing, Molag Bal. you're weak. You can't enslave me if you don't have the power." Godsbody takes a deep breath and stomps on the ground, shaking it and a crack grows along the surface. The Daedric princes weren't expecting it, and the shaking caused them to lose their balance.
Godsbody uses the distraction to open a portal and leave his realm. He knew that soon the Daedric princes would be right behind him. The portal took him to Vvardenfell.
He takes a deep breath. He knows what he needs to do, but he wasn't sure he was prepared to do it. He had to face the Daedric princes one way or another.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, the Daedric princes emerge from the portals. "You can't hide from us, Godsbody."
Then something very unexpected happens. A portal opens up behind Godsbody, but he doesn't turn around and look, he was too focused on Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon.
"And down we go big guy!" Someone shouts, then a portal opens below him and he can't stop himself from falling though it.
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"Those two are nasty bunches, aren't they?" The man who dropped Godsbody though a portal laughed. Godsbody was unsure of who he was. He was old, Godsbody could tell by the grey hair and the lines on his face. The strange man was wearing purple and orange.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Godsbody asks.
"Oh! Where are my manners? I'm Sheogorath, but some just call me the mad god. Would you like some tea? Or maybe some cheese. Or both! You chose!" The Mad God didn't seem to be aware of what just happened, or he just ignored it.
"Um. Do you know what just happened?" Godsbody asks.
"Yes! Of course I do, I wouldn't have pulled you out of there unless I didn't want you to be burnt alive by Mehrunes Dagon or enslaved by Molag Bal. Or whatever horrific things they'd have planned for you. I heard you did quite the damage to them demiprince! Or was it that mortal? I get all these people confused." Sheogorath sits down in a near by chair. "Have a seat, and some cheese!"
"Don't we have Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon to worry about? They could come in here and just destroy everything. They can probably do anything together." Godsbody doesn't sit, but takes a bit of cheese.
"If I was worried, I'd be getting this place prepared for war! Or maybe a large tea party. What kind of tea do you think Dagon would like... oh never mind that, well just bring a very large selection!"
"Sheogorath. I'd rather drown in freezing water then have a tea party with Molag and Mehrunes. We have to find a better plan."
Sheogorath looks like he's about to rip Godsbody's head off and eat him, but then he smiles. "I figured Molag wouldn't want to sit at the same table then you anyways. I do have another plan though!"
"Please don't say another party, but with cheese." Godsbody whispers to himself. This guy really was insane.
"That is a good idea! A cheese party! Not what I had in mind though. That would probably work better then closing the veil between Nirn by making your realm of Purgatory the veil though. Let's have a cheese party instead!" Sheogorath raises his hands in celebration. "Good thinking demiprince!"
"I think your plan will work better! I really do. Let's do that before we get any ideas better then a cheese party or a tea party." Godsbody says. "Now how would we seal the veil?"
"The amulet of kings of course! It keeps the veil sealed when the dragonfires are lit, so I'm sure it's got enough power to make your realm the veil. Though you'll have to figure out how to keep the Daedra out. I'm sure you've got that covered though, big guy. I'm sure you could be happy enough to tear out intestines and straggle things! I might be insane but I'm not stupid!" Sheogorath starts laughing.
"You might actually be on to something. Why would you want the veil to be closed though?" Godsbody asks.
"As having helped you, I'm sure you'd let your good old pal Sheogorath enter the mortal realm! You would've figured out you could do it eventually. Now you owe me a favor or two, and the favor will be letting me visit Nirn whenever I please. Win win!"
"Fine. Tell me how to do this, and we'll seal the veil. My realm will be the new veil and only you can pass though without being stopped by my Daedra." Godsbody crosses his arms.
"Very well! Let's get started! First we celebrate!" Sheogorath smiles and walks off. "Stoping Dagon and Molag can wait, tea gets cold!" Godsbody reluctantly follows The Mad God.
