The Daedras Son: Revival Of The Dragonborn Dragon Slayer

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Months had passed since they had all found your body at the base of the mountain. Now they were in a warm against Acnologia and Miraak, their supporters far too fearful to support them openly. They all stood once more at the peak of the Throat Of The World, and waited as the Greybeards Shouted, invoking Miraak and his insidious slave Dragon Slayer to come forth and face them. A roar from high above was all the answer they needed as everyone readied to fight, the Greybeards leaving due to their peaceful ways. As Acnologia dove for the group, Miraak ordered him to raze the area with his roar. Charging the power Acnologia used it to blast the mountain with pure energy, aiming to destroy them. As he roared however, an Oblivion Portal opened, and took the attack into Oblivion, leaving only a figure clad in Daedric armor. The figure stood there, watching Miraak as his loyal slave landed in front of it. "Miraak." The figure growled. Dismounting the dragon, Miraak stood in front of it, his sword ready. "Out of my way pawn." Shaking it's head the figure raised its hand to cast a spell, only for Miraak to strike it with his tentacles, crushing the arm of the armor beneath it. Pulling back the arm that was crushed fell away, revealing the arm of the wearer. As it continued to try and fight Miraak kept crushing or destroying parts of its armor whenever it tried. Now as Miraak struck the helmet, he was surprised to see human flesh beneath, a crimson eye staring at him.

You stood there, half your new armor already destroyed and glad it was now, for it was more of a container for your new found powers then it was protection. Now you father spoke in your mind, "That's enough of the Daedric energy he needs for those tentacles. You can activate the form now." Smiling you roared, your voice indistinguishable from that of a dragon. Suddenly your armor cracked, and exploded as your demonic energy transformed you, your skin turning jet black, hard as the armor. Your eyes staying pure red, and your face contorting into a sadistic grin as your energy flowed about you. "Come on Miraak. I still owe you some pain and suffering." Roaring again you shouted out your first dragon breath. "Shadow Lightning Dragonborns Dragon Roar!" Roaring out the attack you blasted both Acnologia and Miraak with the shout, then charged forward. You were going to enjoy this.

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