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Corrupted Masks (Skyrim Miraak)
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Ongoing, First published Dec 28, 2019
Mature
"Viditor." He finally said, "But everyone calls me Vid."
"Well, Viditor. Dragonborn, Alduin slayer, even with all these perks... compared to my Father, you are nothing." Anger rose in her chest and it sparked energy in her body, she took a step closer to him. 
"For I am the keeper of secrets, I am daughter of Miraak! Learner of Hermanus Mora himself!" she shouted, getting more angry every second. 
"You are nothing compared to the great three! You are nothing compared to Hermanus Mora! You are nothing compared to Miraak! 
And you are nothing compared to me!"
She drew her sword.
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