"Winter is cold in Skyrim, almost as cold as the summers are hot." her father had said. "Don't forget a coat." She left not an hour later, fully intending to see her parents in a month's time. When her carriage broke down and she was forced to return home, she found it empty. The family jewels had been taken, the food was gone, and the clothes were all packed awway. They had left her. So she took her horse, her last remaining friend, and rode away from Cyrodil, away from Burma, away from the place she once called home, and towards the mountinous region of Skyrim. What was meant to be the start of a new life, became the start of a dangerous adventure. Beasts, Draugr, and Forsworn aren't the only dangers that await her in Skyrim. She must fight to keep herself alive and to save her new home from civil war and a plague of Dragons. She must fight to become Roux, the Lionheart.
"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.