The land of Skyrim was never known as peaceful to the rest of Tamriel. If it's harsh cold did not kill you, then the creatures who dwell within would. Though it was not the cold, nor the creatures that slaughtered the people in recent times. No, for in this time there was much more to fear than the land itself. A war had raged for years unchecked between Skyrim's residence, the Nords, and those that would maintain their hold, the Imperials. Believed to be the end of the war the Nord rebellion's leader, Ulfric Stormcloak, was captured. Fate was not kind to the people though for as the execution began a great beast returned. Alduin first among dragons had risen from the dead and with him his brethren sewed chaos and death among the people. One stood against the dragon tide and pushed them back, he was known as the dragonborn, dovahkiin. A mortal body possessing the soul of an immortal dragon. Many dragons fell to his magic and Thu'um, the dragon's voice. Long did he fight as the dragons roamed, leading only the first to stand. Fate was not kind to the dragonborn though. Defeated Alduin retreated to the realm of Sovngarde to devour the ancient souls and rest.

Unable to follow for a time the dragonborn continued his journey coming upon a group in need of help. The Dawnguard an ancient group of hunters, searched for one of the first of vampire clans. The dragonborn found one such vampire known as Serana. Turning his back on the Dawnguard the dragonborn aided Serana to Castle Volkihar where he declined vampirism from the Vampire Lord Harkon. As time passed Serana and the dragonborn grew closer eventually becoming each other's mate. Using this Harkon manipulated the dragonborn to find Auriel's Bow, a weapon capable of eternal night. What Harkon did not count on was the dragonborn's lust for power. He alone would rule the night as Harkon was slain by his very daughter, Serana. Leaving Serana control of the clan the dragonborn once more continued his journey. Eventually gaining the titles Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, Arch-mage of the College of Winterhold, Harbinger of the Companions, and Master of the Thieves Guild along with being Nocturnal's champion.

Eventually only one challenge remained for the dragonborn or so he thought. From across the seas arrived people seeking aid from a mysterious foe. Deciding to help the dragonborn ventures to the island of Solstheim. Upon arrival he discovered a portal into Apocrypha, the oblivion plane of Hermaeus Mora. Within Apocrypha the dragonborn learned of the threat. The first dragonborn and one of the original dragon priest, Miraak, had returned. After a lengthy battle and the aid of Hermaeus Mora, Mirrak was defeated and his soul, along with a multitude of dragon souls, were absorbed into the last dragonborn. With his champion no more, Hermaeus Mora offered a pact with the last dragonborn. The pact was accepted and a new champion was born with all the knowledge of Apocrypha. Returning to the mortal plane the dragonborn quickly enslaved the land of Solstheim, continuing the work of his predecessor before returning to Skyrim.

A way was found to Sovngarde. Deep within the mountains of a once grand fortress was a gateway between the mortal and spiritual planes of course getting there was not as easy as it sounds. Using Dragonsreach in Whiterun the dragonborn captured the dragon Odahviing and he agreed under distress that he would take the dragonborn to the fortress. Fighting his way through the fortress the dragonborn eventually came upon the gateway. Within Sovngarde the dragonborn discovered the resting place of the ancients. Alduin was defeated outside the gates of the Halls of Valor by the dragonborn with the aid of the three ancient spirits. Upon his defeat the soul of Alduin swiftly took its place within the dragonborn however the twisted power of Miraak and Apocrypha took hold. The first born son of Akatosh held power only surpassed by the gods and princes. As Alduin's soul was absorbed an unimaginable pain went through every fiber of the dragonborn. His body bathed in a purple flame, turning itself to ash. A physical form had become a hindrance to the once mortal being. A mortal body is fragile but the soul of a dragon is eternal thus was the dragonborn forever changed. From the death of the dragonborn rose a being of darkness. Velixare the Ideal Master was born. Neither a daedric prince nor a god, Velixare would remain neutral within the divine conflict.

The birth of Velixare changed little upon the world of Nirn, and time flowed on for a majority of its people. Few even knew of his ascension save for those sad souls that made a pact with the creature, and the higher beings. Centuries passed and the world grew older, its people more foolish. Velixare had aided the other Masters and their land had flourished with souls.

Eventually Velixare would grow tired from the endless task. Leaving their realm in the care of his brothers he gathered his host, within a section of the Soul Cairn. There his consciousness would retreat into the Great Crystal and enter into a presumed eternal sleep.

The world continued as it would. The realm of souls remained as it would, while Nirn was ever changing.

Centuries turned to millenias, and still Nirn remained. The Divines and the Princess had changed in form and name, or had entered their own rest. The Elven races had risen against the other races in supposed supremacy. The beast races had suffered the most from the genocide committed by the elves. Few remained, but each was hidden, in the sea or the forests.. The Orcs had long since left Tamriel for the continent of Akavir, and not a word was heard of since.

Only the humans had been spared the elves wrath. Sadly their fate had been far worse than death. Forced into slavery, the Redguards, Nords, and Imperials, ceased to exist under the rule of the Altmir. In their place rose simply the race known as Humans.

The Elves thinking themselves masters of the land renamed the very planet itself. Nirn was now the past and the future belonged to Halkeginia.

The rule of Elves though would not last, ow it did for centuries, but all things must end. With the rise of a single human the Elves fell, and the human known as Brimir freed his kind. With this event the time of the magicians began.

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