This is a story of a woman. But not just any woman; The Seventh Champion of Cyrodiil, The Gray Fox, The Listener of the Black Hand, The Champion of the Arena, The Archmage, and the Master of the Fighter's Guild. She may be beyond her younger years, but she is by no means finished with her duties. But what is there left for her to do? Just when she thinks she's done everything available, she overhears about a mysterious door on Niben Bay. She immediately takes the opportunity, but when she arrives looking like the aristocrat she is, she is scoffed at by the guard. She walks calmly through the door, seeing a man slumped over a desk, writing on parchment. Before she knows it, she's swept up in the demands of the Madgod: Sheogorath. It's all that this poor man Haskill can do to keep her out of harm's way. But he refuses to let anything happen to her. Rated M for my own safety, and a great amount of fluff ensues. Referenced songs are owned by their writers, and the Elder Scrolls attributes belong to Bethesda. I only own my character Helena.
"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.