In the cold, and merciless planes of skyrim, a dark and ominous cloud looms over the land. The shadow of evil laying heavily as an old, and determined enemy prepares for his return. Freyja and her guild of warriors have taken many contracts for gold for ages, but when a strange mage asks for her help personally, things don't seem right, but money is money. After learning that all that glitters isn't gold, freyja must decide between what is right, and what is easy. In a fight for all that she secretly loves, she relies on the strength of her team, and her bond of friendship that lies between them. Will the morbid future of skyrim be averted? Or will all turn to ash?
I LOVE skyrim so I just had to make a fanfic, please don't judge/hate me too badly! The picture is , once again, not mine but I loved it, so I used it as a poster picture. I have absolutely nothing to do with bethesda in ANY way but this story is my own creation. I hope you enjoy it my lovelies!
*Warning* This is a semi-serious fanfiction and will contain some hard language as well as sexual and graphic content. Reader discretion is advised. Please be 18+ to read.
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.