*munch* *munch*
"This tastes like shit!"
I complained aloud as I was munching on some stale bread as hard as almost half frozen bread.
It won't all too bad since I followed a principle of never wasting food on my past life, and I wasn't spoiled, well I was but only if I had the luxury to do so.
Given my present circumstances that was not the case and Reality was saying straight to me "Tough Shit! Deal with it!".
So I didn't mind the old bread I had to steal from a opened crate by the Waterfront.
The Waterfront is essentially a dock for ships and cargo.
If memory serves me right, there were quite a number of Mods I had installed for Oblivion and Skyrim.
I just hope they exist.
With a prayer to Auri-El/Akatosh and the other 8 of the Nine Divines, I made my way to the Beggar's District.
Unlike the game, the size of the Imperial City is gigantic, if I had to compare sizes then I would say it was roughly like a small metropolis.
Using simple mathematics, I deduced the size of Tamriel is approximately all of Europe and Asia combined excluding Russia, making what Russia would be as Atmora which connects to Akavir in the far East which is of approximately the same size if not bigger than Tamriel.
At the centre of Tamriel is Cyrodil and in the North is Skyrim where I need to go to as I can meet Knight-Paladin Gelebor.
He is the one of two known surviving pure Falmer, although his brother Vyrthur was I feared and became a Vampire.
Vyrthur felt he was betrayed by Auri-El for abandoning him and allowing him yo become a Vampire.
Thus he has been ploting for centuries up until the events of Skyrim's Dawnguard DLC, via creating the "Tyranny of the Sun" Prophecy.
It is a Prophecy he created so that should someone use an eleven arrow imbued with the blood from a Daughter of Coldharbour and fired it at the sun using the legendary Aedric artifact, Auriel's Bow, then the sun would forever be blocked out and would glow red thereby allowing Vampires to freely walk in the sun and conqour the world.
Vyrthur didn't care about any of that, all he caredabout was weakening Auri-El's influence over the world of Nirn, and to fo that he needed to weaken the Sun God's connection to the Sun...obviously.
I may be able to have either myself (if I am the Last Dovahkiin) or the Last Dovahkiin (of I am not) to use the Thu'um shout [Bend Will] to mind control Vyrthur.
The only beings resistant to [Bend Will] is its creator Miraak, the First Dragonborn and any Daedric Prince or Aedric God, also including Alduin since he is an Aspect of Akatosh so he is also an Aedric God even if he is only a fragment.
I had already discovered by looking around the city for as much info I can, that I was in the Fourth Era 12 years before the events of Skyrim will take place and the Dovahkiin will almost be executed at Helgen but destiny saves the Dovahkiin's life.
And during said time, one of the stro gest beings will threaten to return to Nirn, Miraak the First Dragonborn and servant of the Daedric Prince of Knowledge and Secrets, Hermaeous Mora.
I am currently in the year 4E 189.
In 4E 201 is when Alduin will return and the events of the Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim takes place.
I can't stop stressing about Alduinand Miraak.
While Harkon is a great danger, he is someone I can handle if needed, but the other two are on the level of Gods.
I stand no chnace to fight against them unless I am the Dovahkiin.
But the only way to confirm if I am the Dragonborn is if I absorbed a Dragon's Soul.
There are four I know of that I can obtain when I am ready.
One is if I return the Horn or Jurgen Windcaller to the clawed hand atop his tomb.
If the player returns the Horn to the pedestal above his tomb where the letter from Delphine is, then the player can receive a Dragon's Soul.
But there are some complications with that one that may occur...I'll avoid it.
Then there is Vulthuryol, the Dragon of Blackreach, that is dangerous but I need to to go there at some point when I go after the Elder Scroll (Dragon). I'll make sure to teach the Dragonborn (if I am not the Dragonborn) the [Dragonrend] shoutneeded to defeat Alduin.
Then the last two are the Twin Sibling Dragons at the frozen lake at the Chantry of Auri-El. Naaslaarum and Voslaarum. That will be a difficult fight but I still need to go to the Forgotten Vale at some point
Dammit...
Why is it so hard to get Dragon Souls without going down the suicide route!
There is Paarthurnaax...but why would I ever want to kill him?
I will kill two useless people of a almost-dead faction however.
But to do anything...
I need money...
Cause I'm broke...
Naturally...
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Ignoring my financial issues I got ready and looked at my reflection in the broken shards of a once full undamaged mirror.
(Image here)
I didn't look to bad considering I am an Snow Elf with skin whiter than snow, fortunately my skin for some reason wasn't that pale and was more of the Western White of my past life, back on Earth.
Maybe one of my parents in this life was a Non-Falmer while other was.
It is the only logical reason I can think of cause Black People have Black Children because they originally lived in places like Africa or India where the sun would shine on their skin all day long.
This has happened for hundreds and possibly thousands of years causing a divide between three types of people.
Black People.
White People.
And Asian People who are also called Copper Skin by some, which they are Half-Black skinned and Half-White skinned.
I see no difference on this as I believe in true Equality and wish that I can spread that ideal onto the other races of Tamriel.
Although, that will be hard to accomplish due to alot of their ideologies being twisted by each other and the Gods for over four millennium.
After getting changed into some ragged dirty brown clothes i found along with wrapping every inch of my body in dark wrappings of cloth I had found, I put a cloth mask and scarf on my face and around my head.
I cannot risk a single soul even seeing a pale skinned boy with pointed ears.
While the majority of the populace will not think of my appearance as anything to be concerned about, the more informed individuals of society will know I am a uncorrupted Falmer.
The Falmer nowadays are horrific, twisted, blind and deformed creatures of the Snow Elves they once were.
I had a youthful, beautiful, well defined pale face with Witer Sapphire blue eyes.
I find it odd since I had brown eyes and my Birth Gem was an Amethyst, I kinda would have liked Amethyst purple eyes, but blue is still cool.
Ready to set out into tge Imperial City streets of the "Beggar's District", since it wasn't actually called that.
The pride of the Imperials wouldn't allow them to have it called that at the seat of their Empire, even though they are a Vassal of the Thalmor.
Making may way down various alleys and sticking to rhe sides behind as many stalls or near crowds as much as possible going full on Ezio style, I made it to my destination quite easily.
A very odd and definitely not a extremely "OBVIOUS" barrel was near the stone wall of a nearby house.
I went near said barrel and opened it after Inspecting my surroundings for any people walking past.
Getting the damn lid off was an impossible task in it of itself, any other ten year old would be able to open this, which just goes to show how physically weak I was. Unfortunately, what I wanted wasn't here so I had to make my way to another place where a possible Mod I had installed might exist.
What I tried looking for was Overpowered end game fully upgraded weapons with instant kill Legendary Difficulty damage ratings and unkillable health and defense values on them.
Going to many more stashes only proved my theory, they exist since the barrels and chest are there but since they are not "Lore Friendly Mods" that could have technically been considered cannon items, they simply don't exist.
Although one of these chests did have some jewellery and gold in them I could sell, it was a Thief cache mod.
There were simple arrows in place of the Daedric ones in the mod, along with a few hundred gold Septims then the tens of thousands of gold in the mod.
After getting another chest in a inconspicuous location, I finally had some defensive gear and a few weapons of simple quality.
This mod was the Assassin's Creed Mod.
Inside was many items from the various games of the series.
Ezio's Revelations Armour blueprints
Altair's robes
Hidden Blade (Phantom Blade Crossbow) Blueprints
Hookblade Blueprints
Poison, Explosive, Smoke, Flash, Splinter, Blood, Stink Bombs Blueprints
Noise, Posion, Frenzy Dart Blueprints
Rope Dart
Snare
Black Gunpower (1 litre worth)
This was my greatest find.
Practically everything here I could have easily made with modern day science, but at least with all these Blueprints already dome for me.
I don't have to waste time racking my brain in order to make them.
I could have done all this in two or three weeks, the Phantom Crossbow and Hidden Blade would have taken a month since I got no clue on what their inner mechanisms are, so I would have had to start from scratch.
The Gunpowder is the most precious think I have now in my possession.
While I could have bought the necessary ingredients and materials to create it, I only had a rough memory of it and trying to recreate Gunpowder was extremely dangerous until I am able to get a safe laboratory to create it in.
All this was great as I can now begin my studies into magic while cosplaying as Altair.
My physical capabilities is at rock bottom.
Although I do have an advantage, that being the unique Falmer/Snow Elf magic I can learn.
The Falmer back in the Merethic Era, before the genocide of the Falmer, possessed magic that only the Psijic Order with the magic of Mysticism could have weilded.
Even then, they didn't even know about it, which puts me in an entirely different league to any magic user in this word, placing me in fifth place if I can learn it, though Gelebor did say that the knowledge has been lost long before he became the protector of the Shrines of Auri-El's Chantry.
1st - Divath Fyr
2nd - The Nerevarine
3rd - Miraak, the First Dragonborn
4th - Manimarco, the Worm God
5th - Me (with Ancient Falmer Magic)
6th - The Dovahkiin (if I am not the Dovahkiin)
7th - Arch Mage Shalidor
The Nerevarine is second place only by virtue of him having achieved CHIM.
What is CHIM? Basically, it is just another form of saying someone has achieved Godhood via learning about the higher truth that the Godhead exists and that everything is nearly apart of the Godhead's Dream.
CHIM is actually far more complicated but this is the short of it.
Divath Fyr is a legal cheat, he is still a Mortal Dunmar who had extended his lifespan with magic to thousands of years.
Divath Fyr is so powerful in magical ability alone that he had defeated a Daedric Prince...IN THEIR OWN REALM!
If I could aquire his library of book on magic, I would become a "God" of Magic second only to him and the Fyr clones/Daughters he has.
Miraak had spent four thousand years since Herma Mora saved him in the Merethic Era, from almost being killed by the Dragon Priest Vahlok the Jailer.
For four millennia he has spent wandering the realm of Apocrypha learning from the infinite stores of Knowledge and books there.
Not only that but he is the First Dragonborn, a Dovahkiin.
That enough speaks volumes of his power, in truth, he could more than likely beat the Nerevarine easily, but I ranked the Nerevarine higher die to the feats he has done compared to what little is know about Miraak in the Lore.
The others are not to special.
Shalidor just knows Mysticism and is very skilled in it, the Last Dragonborn is a Jack of All Trades and Master of the Thu'um.
Manimarco is different however since he has also ascended to Godhood like the Nerevarine did, although in a different way.
Manimarco is a immensely powerful Necromancer and was present during the Invasion of Molag Bal on Tamriel.
And I can learn all their secrets if my plans go off without a hitch which I am confident they will.
The amount of Gold I had acquired was more than adequate to last me for a while should I need to purchase something.
I definitely want some Jarrin Root though, that is the strongest Poisonous ingredient to ever exist in the series to date.
One scratch and even Dragons will perish in mere moments before its lethality.
Once I was back in my new home, I began to write up as many ideas, Blueprints and future plans as I could in my native language on Earth, Punjabi.
(A/n Yes, he is Indian too, like me :P)
Weeks went by and I continued to write inside of the diary I purchased, while also stealing as much food as I can.
I would buy ingredients to create the various Poisons, Bombs and Consumables I had the Blueprints for.
In addition, I also got enough materials to attempt creation of the Hidden Phantom Blade and Hookblade.
I went to a various Blacksmiths so that I can commission the different components to create the Hidden Blades.
I didn't want one of them catching on and trying to recreate it, I gave them specific orders for certain sets of pieces and I would later assemble them myself.