[If you haven't read the series of stories I'd written starting with "Birth of Ruin" I suggest you do. Some of these events will make more sense if you read those first, but feel free to just read this too] In a land plagued by wars, I once stood, undefeated. Until the day I was cursed. I lost a two battles that day. One was a mind game the other a duel on the battlefield. I was cursed, but I am unsure if the outcomes.

Requests open! *on hold* Literally anyone but Cicero and Hermaeus Mora. Read the requests page for some explanation on that! Updates at least once a week!

[Update 2/23: Started a general proofread, correcting many grammatical errors.] Emperor Uriel Septim's three sons have been assassinated by the Deadra-worshoping cult The Mythic Dawn, and he fears his time may be soon. The only thing standing between Oblivion's forces invading Tamriel is the Emporer's life, which sustains the Dragonfires, a mystical barrier that protects Tamriel from the dangers of Oblivion. And so our story begins, enter Endar Telvanni, a young dark elf... Disclaimer: This fan-fiction is based on an M rated game, and as such, some content may be inappropriate for children.

This is a prequel/sequel to This Means War.

the realms are going haywire because an elder god comes back from the dead. so there are so many heroes coming together trying to combine their power to channel their rage to combat this retro threat

VS community matches that take ~3 Minutes to read.

where shit goes to hell as Spartans meet the infamous xenomorphs from avp

[Read Birth of Ruin and Veil of Ruin before this]

Some one-shot stories for the Elder Scrolls : Skyrim.

Fivesosisnotonfire. 2021. Wattys 2021.