The Last Dragonborn had ruined everything.
Miraak's plans, so painstakingly thought out and implemented, were no longer possible. And with their demise so were his hopes of ever freeing himself from his imprisonment.
The female Dragonborn had released the All-Maker Stones and sauntered off back wherever she came from. Probably now reveling in her victory over him. Without Mora's intervention, she would never had made it as far as she did.
Instead of coming into Apocrypha to face him, the Last Dragonborn had destroyed Miraak's temple. The female had not wanted to risk facing him in battle.
So she ruined his plans and left Miraak here. In this place Gods forsaken place. To rot and be forgotten about.
That damned Daedra was the one to lead her to Solstheim as Miraak's plans began to come to fruition. He had not send his cultists after her. What a stupid move that would have been.
Hermaeus Mora would not forget this betrayal. Miraak would never have a chance at freedom like that again.
Miraak felt too empty at that moment to rage at his fate. But he knew that anger and despair would come soon.
He had an eternity to dwell on it, after all.
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Elder Scrolls One-Shots (Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Fanfiction)
FanfictionA collection of shorter fanfictions I've written about the Elder Scrolls universe, mainly involving Miraak and a female Dragonborn.
