Greetings, dear traveler
I lost some of my Sis-comic's progress in my own unseasonedness. Well, it's not critical, but it makes me sad a bit.
Soooo, I decided to tell you about this strange girl that you already saw.
This is by the way many times faster than doing comics. But I do not really like it.
Have a good mood and a wonderful week. ^_^
I advise you to turn the music on before reading =*
From the first time we have failed. And it could not be otherwise. We did not know what we were up against. But we came back and became stronger.
We were young... naive... stupid... We thought that we could change everything and get out of any situation. We did not even know then. Well ... I did not know.
I did not tell them where this amulet came from, and they did not ask. They were just happy, then we have a means to defeat him, even if temporarily.
And besides, what would I tell them? "Oh, you know, I read in one daedric book that there is such a daedric artifact as the Azura Star, but it's even better and Clavicus can lend us it."
Good thing they did not ask questions.
The plan was simple - they are fighting with him, and I'm doing a ritual. A mysterious artifact will do the rest.
With each blow of their swords, He will lose his power. And I will seal it in this amulet.
The plan was simple...
Bertron and Sinus will handle it. They survived it for the first time, they can also in the second. And we have no more options.
And now, we stood in front of these gates, once again. Unbroken, fearless ... probably foolish.
I remember that Bertron turned around and shouted something to me, it was not necessary, I remembered what to do, we all remembered and knew.
But we did not get any calmer from this.
And I ran, ran to do what I do best - to conjure.
I knew I had to pay for everything. Especially for such gifts, especially from Daedra.
I thought it was worth it ... I thought that ... I thought a lot of things.
The last thing I heard - their devastating leap in his direction. The clank of metal, the shrill cry.
But to me it all did not matter.
I was no longer there.
I did not understand where I got, how long I lay unconscious, but the contrast of feelings quickly brought me back to reality.
It was damp and cold, as in Skyrim's most terrible and darkest dungeons, but the heat of the candles at a distance seemed to burn my skin with the flames of hell.
Through the darkness of the room two familiar silhouettes could be seen, but not trusting my eyes, I still wondered "who's there?".
He mumbled something like "not a lot of Daedra accompanied by a dog and left the dusk.
I wanted to start asking questions, but he foresaw, as if reading my thoughts, pulled me.
"Apparently I forgot to warn you, my gift to you, it is like a soul gem, only it needs to be locked, and locked from the inside."
"But it turned out to be quite interesting, the uncontrollable power of a lascivious madman sealed in a small amulet, and you, in the middle of this chaos, oh, how I love that."
And in compensation for your future inconveniences, I'll ask you a riddle, the answer to which will be my advice to you. "
"To survive in a pack of wolves - you need to become a wolf, but what would survive here?"
Back then I did not understand what he meant.
I just started to go ahead. I do not know how much time has passed since that time. How many creatures met... How many I killed to survive...
But every new battle, every killed creature ... It awakened in me something ... Made me move forward. It was interesting.
But later interest was replaced by desire, desire with thirst, thirst with irreversible hunger.
I myself searched for them. I found and killed. With every beast killed, born of the power of this insane place - my own power grew.
With every enemy I killed, I became less and less human.
Becoming one who can survive in such a place.
Months? Years? I do not know. But this place has exhausted itself. My thirst for power and strength led me through the hordes of enemies.
I killed them all. I took everything that belongs to them. I conquered this place. And its power is now mine.
But this is not enough. I want to go outside. I want freedom. And I'll get out of here!
Whatever it takes.