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I died after hearing that Elder Scrolls VI was delayed again. After opening my eyes, I woke up in a village that was blazing with fire and being attacked by a dragon. I realized that this place was Helgen I trying to save myself. Then I saw a woman lying down. I reflexively saved her and it turned out she was Dragonborn. if you want to support me and read more chapter visit my Pat_reon.com/frz10

Tartarus; an Brutal Nation of a Warring Continent where the strong means everything to them, releasing their "beasts" at each other's throats of an endless cycle of "Survival of the Fittest". The same method that reign over 30,000 years by the Fore-Founders; Apollyon and her disciples. Even in death, the cycle continued onward in her legacy. But among countless beasts, there's a wolf among them. As well a small pack that defied the ways of living. Time will tells of the changes they'd brings to Tartarus as well being more than just a beasts in Apollyon's influence. ----- This is an Fusion-Crossover AU fanfiction series that based on the setting of different faction groups in For Honor game. Also, I don't own any series in anime, cartoon, and video game. They belongs to their rightful owners/creators and companies. Except for OCs aka Original Characters that belong to me.

As I sat in this wooden wagon with people I have never met, I tried to remember. Where was I? How did I get here? I don't remember anything at all. I launched forward as the wagon stopped, in front of a guillotine.This should be interesting, possibly deadly.

An adventure exploration story of player character, Artemia Valtieri, throughout the province of Skyrim in the Tamriel continent in Mundus. The story takes place during the first day of the Fourth Era Second Century when Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak murdered the High King of Skyrim. Artemia was searching for a dwarven ruin toward the east of High Rock when she accidentally crossed into the Skyrim border and got caught by the Imperial Guards near Darkwater River in Eastmarch. When she woke up, she was riding a carriage along with many other captured prisoners, some wearing blue uniform, claiming to be "Stormcloak" soldiers. Her carriage had the infamous Ulfric sitting beside her. They were all taken to Helgen for death-punishment. Right when she was taken to the block to have her head chopped off, a dragon emerged out of nowhere and stroke the entire Helgen by its fiery breath. Her adventure story began when she escaped with Stormcloak Soldier Ralof through the Helgen Keep.

Farwil Berano hated most vampires. No, hate wasn't exactly what he felt about them. he abhorred their existance, he couldn't stand seeing them walk about. a Rumor of A Vampire hunting on the grounds of a city was enough for him to attack the entire coven and kill every single vampire in sight. and more than everything else, Farwil Berano hated himself.

The smell of fire is thick in the air and the dragon lies dead in the heart of the western forest.There wasn't a single drop of blood in the dragon when we found it. It was just a pile of bones. Six hours ago, the dragon attacked our beloved town...

~4E202~ How strange it is for a single event to set off a chain of events that would change Nirn forever, for Provinces to be sent asunder, for Empires to fall, and for an entire continent to be set alight in the wake of war. Unlikely alliances are triggered in a chain reaction, resulting in a strife that sweeps across Tamriel like a merciless plague. Armies will destroy the land, soldiers will dig endless graves, and spells will leave scars on Earth and minds for generations to come.

The Bands of the Bunnies Are Born! In the heart of Whiterun, beneath the towering gaze of Dragonsreach and the ever-watchful moons above, four unlikely heroes gathered in Selma's home-each fueled by a shared goal: to take down the Whiterun bullies and carve out their own legend within the city walls. At the center of it all sat their fearless leader-a small, sharp-eyed, and undeniably arrogant Rabbit named Ronnie. He stood atop a wooden crate, puffing out his tiny chest. "From this day forward, we are no longer just a bunch of kids," he declared, his voice brimming with authority. "We are The Bands of the Bunnies!" The group erupted into excitement, their imaginations spinning wild ideas. But their ambitions didn't stop at just taking down bullies. The Bands of the Bunnies would be Whiterun's unseen protectors. They would take on daring adventures, sneak into places no one else could, uncover secrets hidden within the city walls, and defend the innocent. By the time the candlelight flickered low, they had their first mission planned. The adventure had begun. And Whiterun? It would never be the same again.

Läila, an imperial in Skyrim is up for execution, but what would happen to her if there was no dragon to save her?

A short backstory on how a little Breaton girl became who she is today.

✧✦✧ Rick, a top gamer, wakes up inside his favorite MMORPG-not as himself, but as Maria von Cainehurst, a hidden boss destined to die and later become a feared late-game enemy. Stripped of his former power, Maria must survive a deadly world of monsters, betrayal, and prophecy. With memories of the game's future, she fights to rewrite her fate and avoid being crushed by the players' path. Gothic horror, dark fantasy, and MMO mechanics collide in a story of survival. ✦✧✦ 💌 Support me on Patreon to access 25+ future chapters and exclusive content: patreon.com/M0CLAW