It was more difficult to retrieve the priest than you initially thought it would be. You know where he is, it's just these damn forsworn were impossible to work with, and you were forced to resort to violence once more.
You finally found the cultist in a cage, and freed him, telling him that he needed to perform the rituals at Molag Bol's shrine once more. He readily agreed, and you escorted him back.
You ran into a few problems returning from the previously trapped priest's residence, but eventually, you returned to the abandoned house. The priest didn't even hesitate, he just ran to the basement and was immediately trapped by the same spikes that had once trapped you.-time skip-
"Take my mace mortal, and know that when you're enemies lie before you, broken and bloody, I am watching..."
You nod, overwhelmed by his voice for a moment. Eventually, he takes his leave, his last order being to 'watch the house' for him.
Taking this order to heart, you began working on it right away, and soon enough your new home was in perfect condition. You stocked it with fresh food, clothes, and even got an alchemy station and an arcane enchanter.
Every now and then when you had to take down a group of bandits to pay for food or just to treat yourself to some niceties, you felt as though you could feel Molag Bol watching you, feeding on the souls of those you had killed.
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Molag Bol x Male!Reader
Teen FictionI'm kinda horn-y(kill me) for the daedric lord of domination... so yeah have this. also some fluff thrown in bc why not