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บท 523: Her Son

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*Present Day - Winterhold*

Jon Dare returned. It needed less than 12 hours for the news to spread from Winterhold and Whiterun to reach every court in Skyrim. Messengers on fast horses were dispatched to all the concerned parties carrying this particularly important piece of news.

Meanwhile in Winterhold, Clan Firemane took care of all the guests delivering Jon's intentions of not incorporating himself with any business-related issues for the coming three days as the journey around the Continent has taken a toll on him. Of course, these three days are the most accurate timeframe in which the representatives of the important forces will start flocking to Winterhold.

That aside, Jon needed some time for familial peace away from the noises of the world. He had a lot of family members to bond with and many stories to tell. Most of the family members were in Winterhold to receive him for the first day. Heartwarming as it was, Jon had to spend all night receiving more family members and accepting drinks.

As the night came, everyone was so drunk that no one even noticed where they slept. By the next morning, Jon was the first to wake up being the early bird he is.

He looked around for Nurina but all the ones sleeping around where the Firemanes. Noticing that Alina and Beth were also missing, Jon followed the direction in which he expected to find them, to the attic of his manor.

The attic was exclusively made for Nefertiti but Beth seemed to have been promised to share the room with her, Jon climbed up and there he saw Alina conversing quietly with Beth while Nurina was dazing at the window with the morning haze making the outer world brighter.

Seeing Jon coming in, Alina's face brightened and smiled at him.

"You woke up?" She asked.

"Yeah, emm… do you have any hangover remedy?" Jon asked Alina while looking at Nurina.

Alina noticed the hint and nodded.

"I'll find you some. Beth, come with me. I'll show you something." She said taking Beth away.

Jon watched them leave then turned to Nurina without saying anything. She didn't turn to him either even with a hidden hint in her distant expressions reacting to his presence.

Slowly, Jon approached and sat on the other side of the window resting his back against the wall. Looking at Nefertiti who was quietly sleeping on Nurina's lap, Jon smiled and finally spoke.

"Congratulations, you have been chosen."

Nurina's distant look went away as she closed her eyes for a second then she looked at Nefertiti and replied.

"She's a good girl."

"She missed you." Jon said and looked at Nurina as she also looked at him, "And I missed you, mother."

Nurina exhaled slowly and looked at Jon seizing him up.

"You have grown, baby boy." She said with a smile that felt to be hiding something.

"You haven't said that word in a very long time." Jon replied.

"You'll always be the baby boy I raised."

Nurina's word struck deep. She is his mentor and his caretaker, she was the one who made Jon Dare who he truly is. She taught him nearly everything he knows.

"I…" Jon was about to say something but she interrupted him.

"You wrote a book without consulting with me." She said.

"Oh! Sorry about that." Jon apologized.

Two years ago, he started writing a research paper under the title of [The Timely Lie] that was made into a very interesting and advanced theory book. Most of the book were notes and observations Jon recorded throughout his research on the Psijic Endeavour but this wasn't the problem. It is part of the etiquette of the Scholars to review the books they wrote on their Mentors before going public with them. Jon had a debate at the Academy of Shad Astula regarding his book but Nurina was not present which can be seen as a form of being insolent to his master.

"I sent you the book one month before going out with it." Jon said.

"It is disrespectful to just send a book, boy. You must have brought it yourself." Nurina gave Jon no excuse.

"I apologize." Jon didn't even try to argue.

"You were lucky Grandmaster Fyr was present. He passed a good word about you to get you off the hook." Nurina said.

"Oh! Alright." Jon nodded awkwardly.

Nurina seemed to be scolding him for the fact that he was absent for more than two years but in truth, once the book Jon wrote reached her, she kept bragging about it for two months straight. She walked around the College of Winterhold dropping bombs at the other departments that no one has a talent like her student and even shamed the Archmage and his students to her heart's content.

Seeing him looking down apologetically, Nurina had a gentle smile.

"You always wanted to become one." She spoke.

"Huh?"

"A Dragonborn."

"Right… I always knew." Jon nodded.

"Yes, your past life thingy."

The conversation came to another halt as they just couldn't organize what was on their minds. It is strange for how many things they wanted to share and exchange, what stopped them both was how to put these thoughts into words.

"At that time…" "During the…"

The two spoke and awkwardly stopped seeing that the other one was about to open that subject. As the junior, Jon remained silent but even as a Senior, Nurina couldn't say much.

Finally, she decided to speak.

"175 years."

Jon's eyes widened as he understood what she meant.

"… That's what it took for my friend from Winterhold to show up. Turns out… my baby boy…"

Nurina's mental state seemed to be dire. Her eyes became empty as she returned to daze at the window once again. Jon couldn't even comprehend what she was feeling which made him just sit silent. Her distant look gave away the pain she felt, the years of waiting for answers and the times when she gave up on ever meeting him again.

Nurina was young when she met Jon, young for an Elf who is very involved in Magic. 175 years ago, she went out of the Chaos by the portal created by one of the people that came to rescue Jon. Ever since that day, she wanted more answers than what she was looking for.

Taking actions based on the things she knows of a different timeline is a reckless move. That's the reason why she refused to share much information with him to begin with. The problem is that when he explained himself for the first time, he spoke of Mannimarco and an Aldmeri Dominion. As far as Nurina knows, this all happened around the 500s of the Second Era, an Era before she was even born. She never expected that history would somehow repeat itself in the future but that man spoke of things she never knew off. He spoke too little as she instructed him but she had bits and pieces of information about him.

He is a Nord. His origin is Winterhold. He is a Nobleman and a Great Sorcerer. And had to do with something called the Collapse.

She felt very grateful for him when he protected her from the influence of [Armilius the False], the Chained Man in the Tower of Babel. They began as enemies and ended on good terms but she later figured out that he is not from the Past as she thought he was but rather from the Future.

What happened to her that day in the Heart of Chaos left her with a scar she can never heal and she never got to know that friend. She remembers this exact moment when she told him her name and asked him to find her, he almost lost his cool and everyone around him had a dumb look on their faces, even the Lord of Madness Sheogorath himself was screaming from shock. Once he tried to tell her something, his friends dragged him away by force and pushed her in a portal that returned her to her timeline.

This was something she never understood and knew that she will never understand. If it was the only thing then it would have been fine but she wanted too many answers and she realized that this friend of hers would just be the key. Hell… she even needed questions for her questions the more she thinks of it, that's how far Nurina was lost.

From the day she left the Chaos, she went to her Master Alfe Fyr who refused her like the plague. Before venturing into the Chaos, she asked for Alfe's guidance to go against the Daedric Princes and restore her family but even Lord Divayth Fyr forbade her from that. Nurina went against their orders and joined the Cult of Sithis at the age of 31 to draw power from the Origin of Chaos, a power that can threaten the Daedric Princes and if not enough to kill them then it would seal them.

The young Nurina was out for too many questions and a blood vengeance against the Titans themselves. After her return and getting chased away by Alfe, she traveled to Winterhold for the first time but the Capital of Skyrim at that time was not welcoming to the Dark Elves. She gathered the information she wanted and went on her way traveling the world. She spent most of her time in High Rock or Cyrodiil but she always kept visiting Winterhold once every one or two years to gather clues.

Her only clue was that Winterhold will face some Collapse. She didn't know what sort of a future she was up against and her investigation yielded no apparent results for a very long time.

With time, people tend to lose hope and Nurina wasn't much different.

Almost 50 years have passed since she came out of Chaos and no sign for anything. By that time, she managed to redeem herself to Divayth and Alfe Fyr and was accepted again under their mantle. Without much hope of finding the answers she sought after, her vengeance against the Daedra was still a driving force.

She caused great pain to the Daedric Cults and annihilated a lot of evil. She even snuck into many Daedric Realms and committed atrocities against the Daedra but like anyone else, she was still powerless against the Princes themselves yet that didn't mean she was completely useless.

In her blood, she carried a terrible power known as the [Chaos Infection], it was what was passed to her by getting exposed to mere fragments of a blood drop from Armilius the False. She refined that Chaos into a terrifying power and even killed a Demi-Prince once. Still, that infection gave her nightmares and caused her great pain. She reverted to drinking to ease the pain but it took her years to fully wield it.

It wasn't until another 50 years had passed when finally the news arrived.

The Great Collapse of Winterhold.

She left everything in her hands and traveled to Winterhold to investigate only to see no trace of the great city. Only the College remained standing with the land around it was gone as if taken by the Titan of the Sea. Other than the College, there was a camp of Nord survivors who were beyond hope and despair.

With the Collapse that finally happened, Nurina insisted to uncover its reason but that stubbornness of hers, which drove her to find answers to everything even at the far depth of the Abyss, was the same stubbornness that drove her almost hopeless once again.

The truth of the Great Collapse was nothing but that wound that made her the person she is today.

It all began when she was six years of age during the Oblivion Crisis when her father died to a Daedric creature. As the Crisis was over in the rest of the world, it wasn't quite the case in Morrowind and especially the City of Vivec. During the crisis, Vivec, the king of the city disappeared and without his presence, a titanic rock hung above the city was about to fall and crush it. Two Dark Elves made a pact with the Daedric Prince Clavicus Vile to give them a method that keeps this rock in its place but such a method needed thousands of blood sacrifices. Nurina's mother was taken by a random selection when she was 11. After that, the machine that hung the rock was compromised and the gigantic rock fell on the city in full momentum. That day, the City of Vivec was wiped off the face of Nirn with only one Unrecorded Sole Survivor.

Nurina Aren.

[A/n: The Rock hung above the City of Vivec is thought to have been tossed from the void by a Daedric Prince. Read about the "Baar Dau" in UESP. Image "Baar Dau" is uploaded on IG and Discord (links at the end of the Chapter).]

The tragedy of Vivec city was the disaster that caused the Red Mountain to erupt in year 4E 5. The Red Year became a global disaster that affected far more than just Morrowind. The Great Collapse in Winterhold was another result of the Destruction of Vivec. It was caused by an earthquake that happened under the sea as an aftershock from the volcanic Red Mountain.

The tragedy of Winterhold was the same tragedy that made her and since then, she decided to stay. She took it as a sign and stayed in the College of Winterhold confining herself from interfering with the hold.

Time changed Nurina. She distanced herself from the Magic Community even with her great titles and high seniority in the line of Divayth Fyr. As she let go of all the questions that she kept asking all her life, she started to find some solace and salvation. She even got married once but discovered that she is infertile and the marriage was ruined thus she stayed with Faralda who became some sort of a soul mate to her.

Things became easier and easier with time and her life became slow, boring, peaceful and dull. She wanted it this way and quite enjoyed it too. She also developed a strange fondness of children and always thought about adoption but she wasn't quite sure.

Many years passed and she forgot all about her past, she became the lazy drunk clumsy Nurina and loved her lifestyle. She even wanted to try her luck at raising children and became an Orphanage Caretaker in Riften, it was then when she met a certain child.

A child whose world was falling apart even when he was less than a year old. She never suspected much and took the child under her care. With time, she grew fond and attached to him, he was even making it worse by his curiosity and obsession of magic and anything related to the craft thus she taught him from the very fine basics to the mind-flipping theories which he absorbed all and even started researching them. His talent was… monstrous. He even would spout nonsensical excuses about past life and his peerless handsomeness yet even if that was true, it still wouldn't explain his talent.

Days passed and years followed. Nurina delayed her return to the College of Winterhold just to watch that child grow in an environment he is familiar with and before she knew it, she adopted him and made him her Legacy Disciple. Even with his biological mother showing up, he wasn't the unfilial type. Finally, that day came when he became 15 and had to leave the orphanage. She excused herself as well and decided to take him to the College of Winterhold where his talent can grow further.

Since the day she brought he to Winterhold, not a day was quiet or peaceful. Everything was changing and revolving around him, every action he made impacted the Winterhold significantly. Nurina feared that she may have caused an alteration to the future by bringing him to Winterhold yet nothing she could do about it, her child was just moving with the momentum of Fate.

Business, money, battles, politics. Nurina hid from the world in Winterhold yet he brought the world to Winterhold. She has long since forgotten about what happened in Chaos by that time. Jon even got himself into trouble and out of it but she had to leave him to rely on his own power and face his Fate. That until… he returned to her one day.

One look at him and it was just it.

It was all there.

Every question she ever asked, every stone she ever turned, every clue she ever followed for 200 years… the answer was right in front of her once she felt the Chaos Infection running on his blood.

The things she forgot and the things she tried to forget all came together to make perfect and clear sense.

He is her son… her baby boy… he is the one she met 175 years ago.

Was all her life just a coincidental survival? Was all her misery a curse by the Daedra?

No.

It was all Fate preparing her, making her into who she is, giving her all the solutions and granting her all the credit. It was her Fate and her Reward. Nurina was never much of a believer but now she believed.

If her Fate was to meet Jon, to be his mentor, to give him power and see him rise… then this is better than anything she ever dreamt of.

She is lucky. She is a winner.

It is said that behind every great man, there is a great woman. In Jon's case, that woman is not Hilda, not Jullanar and certainly not Alina.

It is her.

She raised the Dragon.

Let all the world shiver in her wake and bask in her glory.

She looked at him with tears finally flowing from her eyes.

"Welcome home."

Jon silently put his head on her lap and closed his eyes.

"Yeah… I'm home."

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*The College of Winterhold*

The College of Winterhold was always shunned by the Nords and until this very day, no one liked the magic or the mages this much. Winterhold as a city was an exception as a big part of the economy is dependent on the College but problems would arise from time to time with the Nords who recently moved to the city.

Other than that, the College started to receive more attention than before from the outside world. Jon Dare is surely the culprit but the College itself started developing from inside alongside Winterhold and was stretching its influence to the other holds all around Skyrim. Archmage Savos Aren was surely ambitious and wanted to expand whenever he got the chance and the DDC assisted him. With that, many young Nords would enroll in the College to graduate and find work in the DDC either as Battlemages, Researchers, Alchemists or Enchanters.

Inside the College, the situation was as busy as ever. Students and Scholars were holding lectures and the Eight Departments were on each other's throats especially today. Why? It is the enrollment day.

The College accepts students four times every year and the departments would work as hard as they could to attract students.

"With Alchemy, one unravels the secrets of the matter and browses the wonder of nature." Two Alchemists stood behind a table as they performed colorful tricks with their flasks and ingredients.

"Alchemy? Is that even Magic? Who needs unraveling the Matter when you can Master the Matter. Turn what is cheap to something expensive. In Alteration, you can even protect yourself from any spell or blade." Two Alteration apprentices on a stage not far from them showed off their arcane skill.

"Did I hear that right, friend? Alteration protects you? Maybe at minimal but when it comes to protecting or even healing and fighting the undead, there is no school beyond Restoration, my friends. Join our department." Two Restoration mages performed the most radiant magic to attract attention.

"Restoration? Isn't that the magic they teach at basically any temple? These people came to the College to see true Magic and there is nothing more Arcane in this world than Illusion. Master the ways of the Mind, unravel the secrets of the Hidden Senses. Join the Illusion Department." Two Illusionists made music and lights using their staves to attract the crowd.

"Illusion? I wonder what is turning invisible good for unless for running away. This is Enchanting, you don't need any School of Magic and Craft after this, at any Magic Application, Enchanting is always essential." An Enchanter said as he sent up a floating staff and robes that looked well crafted and abundant with magic.

"Hahaha! Friends, we all came here for one thing and one thing only. Blow stuff up, freeze it to death, shock it to the morrow. We are the most popular department for a reason, be with the cool kids and join the DESTRUCTION Department." A Pyromancer road on the shoulder of two others and started shooting out flames.

"Those Destruction metalheads are too noisy. This is a Flame Atronach and that's a Frost Atronach, do I need to tell you more. Who needs to dirty their hands if they have such mighty servants or maybe… delve into a darker endeavour. We are not shy, join the Conjuration Department." A Conjurer road on a Flame Atronach Horse bragging with his summons.

"Bitch, please! Mysticism is this way." A mystic floated on air while crossing legs as he manipulated the arcane energy to Teleport around while levitating.

It was fairly clear that all the departments were on edge but one thing was certain about most of the Nord students, the first thing they would ask about is which department does Thane Jon Dare belong to. Mysticism was popular for such a reason but the numbers would always decrease when people realize how insane that department is and they would transfer to other departments.

Alina observed the situation from above the roof as the main yard of the college was as busy as a Fredas (Friday) market. As a teacher in the Academy, she has a large role to play in managing the students of the Mysticism Department and she will be assisting Master Tolfdir in the coming lectures for the new students.

"Master Alina, I've finished." A young voice called for her and as she turned around, she saw Beth coming alongside Laaneth.

"Congratulations on the application, Beth. And Senior, thank you for taking care of her." Alina received Beth cheerfully.

"It's a pleasure, she's such a sweet girl." Laaneth said as she patted Beth on the shoulder.

"Hey, Beth. Why don't you go and find Jon, he is over there with Master Nurina." Alina said.

"Alright, I'll go greet Master and Grandmaster." Beth said as she ran to where Alina pointed her.

Laaneth and Alina watched Beth go and looked at each other.

"Not his child, right?" Laaneth asked.

"Senior, surely you jest. Kid is 12, Jon is Jon alright but even he can't have a kid when he is 8." Alina smiled.

"Oh! Look at you, all nerves of steel and all. Hubby is now home and you can act all relaxed and cute now." Laaneth teased her.

"That's a given, I am not the most beautiful and cutest in the World for nothing." Alina acted all high and mighty.

"Tsk, you're as a brat as he is." Laaneth punched Alina in the shoulder and stood beside her at the balcony, "Good numbers this year, will have a lot of work."

"True. Jon asked me to be on College duty for the coming few months." Alina replied.

"Why?"

"He didn't say… from what it looks like, something in the College is concerning him. It is also fun to teach so I'll be sticking around you and Master for a while." Alina said then kept looking at the yard of the college with a frown.

"What's on your mind?" Laaneth asked.

"I don't know…"

"Relax. By the way, that girl Beth seemed to have run into that Thalmor spy." Laaneth said.

"Ancano?" Alina reacted violently.

"Yes. He seemed to have started questioning her but she got on his nerves a bit too fast compared to others." Laaneth said.

"By Kyne! I just can't understand how the Archmage let a Thalmor into the College, it is an insult to everything Winterhold stands for. If Jon finds out…" Alina was about to throw a tantrum.

"Hey, calm down. You know how much the Thalmor are deeply involved in the politics of the Magic Community. If the College went against them publicly, we may lose a lot of relationships with the other Academies and Institutes. Also, we agreed that we can afford a spy that we can monitor." Laaneth said.

"I know. Jon won't interfere with the College but he won't like it." Alina was still upset.

"Are you upset about the Thalmor or are upset about something else?" Laaneth teased Alina.

"Alright, I am upset. Hmph! Why does every time I try to be alone with Jon, someone has to be with him? I want my husband and I want him now." Alina stomped the ground.

"Here it is, the Alina we know and love." Laaneth pinched Alina from her cheek.

"Stop it."

"Speaking of Jon, I was waiting for a moment to drop by and talk to him, let's see what his two years journey has uncovered."

"Senior, you're a bully."

"Ahaha!"

The two kept conversing until Laaneth finally spoke out her true purpose.

"Alina, Mirabelle Ervine wanted you to receive this list of freshmen. They are all under Master Tolfdir's guidance so you'll manage them."

"Shouldn't Master Tolfdir be the one managing his people?" Alina asked.

"We are lucky he still remembers his name. Also, weren't you the one who asked to be assisting with the first year?" Laaneth asked.

"Yeah." Alina received the list quietly.

Truth be told, it was one of Jon's instructions that were in his message. Jon wanted her to be around the first-year student that will apply this summer. He didn't say the reason but she didn't mind.

Alina finally opened the list and observed the names.

"A troublesome bunch it seems. J'zargo, a Khajiit; Onmund, a Nord. Not so promising."

"Wait and see, you have a Telvanni down the list and guess what… Mysticism." Laaneth pointed.

"Brelyna Maryon? That's some royal blood among you Dunmer. Guess there is some potential at least."

"I'll leave you to your duties then."

"Thank you, senior."

Alina took the students list and seemed to be willing to do some work as long as it is an easy task that will finally end with her going back home to Jon. Little did she know what he had for her in-store.

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A/n: Here is Nurina's status which was censored before.

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• Name: Nurina Aren

• Titles: High Priestess of Sithis, Daedric Nemesis

• Race: Elf (Dunmer)

• Age: 207

• Level: ???

• Class: Arch Mystic of Chaos

• Energy: ???

• Condition: Normal

• Bloodline: Chaotic

• Birth Sign: The Mage

• Blessings: Sithis, Mara

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บท 524: What We Have in Store

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On the roof of the Hall of the Elements, Jon and Nurina were sitting alone on a wooden bench as he was showing her a flame that he conjured on his hand.

"I have heard the stories yet after 201 years, the legend comes back to life." Nurina said.

"I tried smoking some weed with it last night, it was amazing." Jon replied.

"You little shit! You used an Eternal Flame to smoke? This thing… I don't think this is something any magic can replicate at all."

Nurina was closely inspecting the Flame that Jon summoned on his hand.

The Dragonfires.

This flame disappeared from the world over two hundred years ago with the death of the Last Septim Emperor, Martin Septim.

The Dragonfires is the symbol of Akatosh given to the Dragonborn Emperors. Jon acquired it when the "Blessing of the Dragon Guardian" was absorbed by the "Blessing of Akatosh" and the Ashen Flame mutated into the Dragonsfire.

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[Dragonfires] <Eternal Flame>

- Summoned by igniting the Dragon Blood.

- A Divine Flame with Scorching, Cleansing and Protecting properties.

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"It seems like an all-purpose Eternal Flame. Nothing too fancy." Jon said.

Nurina looked at him with the urge to throw him off the roof yet she couldn't help but laugh at his silly joke. She really missed it.

"It surely is interesting but the Dragonfires in your case depend on your Vitality. It is not a problem to you since you achieved the Astral Access which gives you a passive equilibrium between Life Force and Magicka but don't overdo it." Nurina noted, "Also, you can ignite it using your blood, not by a medium like the Emperors of the past. They would rely on the CHIM-EL ADABAL to manipulate the Dragonfires but you just naturally do it."

[A/n: CHIM-EL ADABAL means Royal-Honorable Godstone. It is the red gem of the Amulet of Kings.]

"I am awesome, let's keep it to that."

"Won't lie, you are impressing me. What else can you do?" She asked.

"Something called the Inner Dragon. Now I know what you're thinking and no… I don't have a Dragon inside me." Jon said.

Jon's other power that replaced the "Dragon Affinity" was the "Inner Dragon".

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[Inner Dragon]

- <Incomplete>

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Nurina put her palm on Jon's back and sent a strong wave of Magicka to try and awaken any hidden entity inside him but it was of no use.

"That's a shame! I wanted to see a Dragon sticking out from you." She said.

"Wow! You are merciless." Jon said.

"Either way, if the ability mutated and never brought out its full potential then it means that it still needs more of the energy that fed it."

"You mean a Dragon Soul?" Jon asked.

"I am not sure how you are so in peace about fighting another Dragon to death but yeah, another Dragon Soul or maybe a few more may awaken this Ability. Still, you must refine the one inside you now first." Nurina provided guidance.

Jon thought for a while as he inspected the Dragon's energy inside himself.

"Truth be told, I have never experienced such harmony while absorbing any energy before. The Dragon's Soul entered my Energy Core and started nourishing me slowly for the past two days but I had that weird thing happening." Jon said.

"What is it?"

"I took a try at refining the Dragon Soul yesterday but I noticed that it wasn't increasing my power that much… not the way I wanted anyway." Jon said.

"Explain further." Nurina said.

"How do I say it… imagine building a tower and trying to make that tower go higher except that when I use Dragon Soul, the tower doesn't really go up faster but it feels like the Dragon Soul is making it Grow Wider." Jon said.

"Grow wider?" Nurina tilted her head but suddenly, her eyes widened. "This can't… oh my! It is Enhancing your Foundations!"

"My Foundations?" Jon frowned, "My Foundations were always firm. You always said that my Magicka is purer and richer than some High Elven mages."

"Yes but that was in the past before you awakened as a Dragonborn. Absorbing a Dragon Soul is bound to change your soul, changing your soul changes your body and foundations. You are a human now but you are also becoming more than just that, I guess that is one of the reasons why the rules don't apply on the Dragonborns."

Nurina wasn't good at delivering shocking news without causing the other party to panic and Jon was making their weirdest of faces.

"Wait! You mean I am becoming something that is not human?" He asked.

"Hm? No. You are like a Dragonborn Human… call it whenever you want but that's the most logical explanation. Part of your soul is Divine after all."

"I see…" Jon said, trying not to panic too soon.

"All in all, you are reaching a new potential. It is good but remember that you mustn't slack off, higher potential means a longer journey ahead. I am proud of you." She said as she messed up his hair.

"Thanks… other than that, the Dragon's Soul seemed to have memories of its own especially regarding the Thu'um." Jon added.

"Great! You will train on the Voice like the good old days then. How about I record and observe your progress again?" She asked.

"Don't remember you asking for permissions before."

"Oh, believe me I wasn't. Hehehe."

*Hahaha!"

She asked him about everything there is regarding the Dragonborn Abilities and provided him with her insights and advice on how to cope with his new power. Nurina always gets excited when Jon comes with things he can't solve and they keep conversing for hours if possible.

After Nurina mustered up her courage, she started asking Jon about the details of their journey in the Chaos. During the past year, Jon has asked all these questions to Shadow and thus he got answers.

He knows that the place was an abyss and it is a sealing place for many evil things. The sunken Tower of Babel is there to be the sealing ground for its architecture who fancies himself to be God, the man known as Armilus the False.

More to the mess, the Beast that met them is the Guardian and it is there to examine those who come and go as the place always has visitors. Jon and Nurina got a strange mark of protection called the [Mark of the Beast] and it is to ward off the influence of Armilus.

Armilus tried to mark them as well with his blood but the [Mark of the Beast] was stronger and resisted the Corruption. From what it seems, the Mark Jon carries is a special one and has something to do with "Peace", Shadow carries a similar one that is related to "Virtue".

"You? Peace?" Nurina asked.

"I know, right?" Jon agreed.

"I think it is related to your standing regarding the Civil War."

"It would seem so but I am not sure how the Mark of a Beast would help with Peace. I don't even see it."

"Maybe time will tell."

"Yeah."

The two of them left things to Fate regarding what they don't know. They are powerhouses and all but even they have limits when it comes to knowing things.

And speaking of limits, Jon finally got the chance to ask Nurina a question.

"What on Earth is that, Nurina?" Jon said, showing up the ring on his hand.

She raised her brows and didn't know how to respond at first but finally made her mind. The ring she gave him a long time ago carries an important secret after all.

She held the ring and undid some sort of a seal then pulled it out.

"This, my dumbass student, A very sophisticated ring that I put a Curse on." She said.

"A what?"

"Got stones in your ears, boy? I said a Curse."

"Yeah, I heard it the first time but I wasn't sure my ears got it right." Jon said.

"Good, can't afford you dumb and deaf now, can I?"

"Okay, let me rephrase it correctly." Jon said and shouted, "WHAT ON NIRN, WOMAN? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY A CURSE?" Jon returned to be calm, "Got my point now?"

"Aha! I see what you mean… wait! Don't tell me… pfft… you're afraid of curses. *Mimic Jon* Oh! Look at me, I am Jon Dare and I fear nothing except curses waa waa."

"Okay okay, the Curse. Why did you put a curse on the ring?"

"Because you're a dumbass who may lose it or something. The curse on the ring makes you forget to take it off and if you remember somehow, it makes it impossible to take it off by normal means. I encrypted the spell a few times so that you can't figure it out." Nurina said.

Actually, to encrypt something by magic runes and make Jon unable to figure it out is quite the feet. Jon is a Master Enchanter after all.

He can easily take the ring off by using the [Skeleton Key] but there seemed to be more to the ring that Nurina just told.

"I know that the ring has a recording function." Jon said.

"You knew?" She was taken aback.

"A Time Recording function to be precise."

"Tsk… now I regret teaching you too well." She said with a bit of frustration then sighed and held the ring up, "It is just some countermeasure in case something happened to you?"

Her words were finally genuine and she wasn't trying to lose him in the conversation.

"So you record my time, put a sophisticated curse on it so you can use it to travel back in my timeline if by any chance… I died?" Jon concluded with narrowed eyes.

Nurina's eyes widened but she soon realized that she fell into a trap. Jon wasn't sure as he said that so he was monitoring her reaction but he was mostly trying to make a guess… which hit the mark accurately.

Seeing Jon who was coldly looking at her, she realized that he is no longer all laughs and smiles.

"Tsk… I really taught you way too much." She said.

"I am grateful for the effort you took but you realize the consequences of such magic… traveling back in time this recklessly may cause a devastating consequence. You taught me that 175 years ago, right? You will cause a Dragon Break, two realities snapping at the same time with me dying in one and living in another, it may return me but will fuck the rest of the world."

"Hey, language!"

"…"

"Yes, be silent you insolent student and watch your fucking tongue." Nurina acted offended and looked away after successfully changing the subject.

Meanwhile, Jon was simply baffled. Even if she caused a Dragon Break, she wouldn't even regret it, would she now?

"So shameless… I truly admire you." Jon gave up.

Nurina smiled widely and turned to him.

"That's my baby boy." She said.

"Still… I want to know how you made it. I've been thinking about it for a year and I never understood how an object can make a backup for reality and Record Time itself." Jon's inquiry made Nurina go back into teacher mode.

"That is a good question. There is no way a non-living object can record Time thus if you want to employ it to do that much, you need something that can do so and seal it into it." She said.

"So an object sealed into another. Quite the formidable technique. What is that sealed object then?"

That last question made Nurina very happy.

"Watch closely."

Nurina carried the ring between two fingers and then turned her fingers to the other direction as if making a hand trick. In that case, a pigeon should normally come flying from her sleeve or the ring turning into a playing card but it was not the case this time.

This was some of the most real magic Jon has ever seen. Reality itself was manipulated to Nurina's will and the ring became…

Jon jumped off his place with a pale face.

"Why are those things popping up so much these days?"

… an Elder Scroll.

"It is mine, the one I had from 175 years ago." She said.

"How? But we were…"

"Together with the same Elder Scroll? I know it is confusing but the Elder Scrolls exist by their own rules and the Elder Scroll of the Unrecorded is weirder than the other scrolls." She said.

"The Unrecorded?" Jon asked.

"Yes. It shows things that aren't recorded in history yet altered its course significantly. I haven't read it though."

"Woman… you're insane… and that's me admitting it." Jon said with a tired face.

"I'll take it as a compliment then." Nurina said and noticed someone approaching, she quickly returned the Elder Scroll into its sealing ring and held out Jon's hand quickly jamming it back on his finger.

"Hey!" Jon said as he seemed to be unwilling to put it back.

"That's not up to you." Nurina raised a finger and spoke seriously before turning to the one approaching them.

Once she saw a young girl coming their way, she smiled cheerfully.

"Well, aren't you a lovely little thing." Nurina spoke to Beth.

Beth walked towards them hurriedly as she was lifting up her oversized college robes.

"Grandmaster, Master." Beth greeted Nurina and Jon.

"Master, this is Beth. She's my apprentice, I introduced her to you yesterday but you were quite… absent-minded." Jon said, justifying Nurina's reactions the other day.

"Oh, that was just a busy day." Nurina waved her hand and turned to Beth, "You look quite good for your age, 12 and almost an Adept, not bad at all.".

"Thank you, Grandmaster." Beth said full of excitement.

Jon started introducing Beth properly starting with her origins to her experience and talent all the way to her Mystic Tattoo unique skills.

"I have never seen or heard about anything like this Mystic Tattoo. Maybe some paints and body marks were a result of making pacts with higher beings but that's as far as we know. To make a tattoo that can suppress the Aura or even to Channel the Chaos, I would have loved meeting someone like that a long time ago." Nurina said.

"I see your point." Jon agreed.

Unlike Jon who used Tattoo to control the Chaos, Nurina had nothing to use which made her refine the Blood of Chaos directly in her blood causing her great pain. Her infertility is a side effect of such practice.

"What about you? Why do you have so many tattoos on your body and face?" Nurina asked.

"I was born like that." Beth said.

"I see… it may be a mutated bloodline in the end just like mine. Very rare to happen, most unlikely to be powerful. In your case, yours is good, Baldie." Nurina said, patting Beth's head.

Nurina stood up from the stone bench and nodded to Jon.

"Guide her well, did you do that Initiation Ceremony?"

"Not yet." Jon shook his head, "Shouldn't have all the fun to myself, should I?"

"Well done, let's set a time and a place for that then. Right now, I have a lot of paperwork to be done with… or pass it to Laaneth. Maybe…"

"Let's get out of here." Jon took Beth and initiated a fast retreat knowing that Nurina was thinking about dumping some of her work on him. Classic Nurina.

"Hey, don't turn your back on your master. Is that how you teach your student?" Nurina shouted.

"Lesson one, Beth. Never lower your guard eith Nurina."

***

After getting out of the College, Jon had a lot of free time now. He sent Beth home and went to visit Master Nurelion the Alchemist and returned the [White Phial] to him. The two had a very deep conversation about Jon's Moon Crystal Aether [Lust] and Jon gifted him a few Meteoric Glass crystals that he once extracted from the Abyss almost two years ago.

With that, the old man was very happy as his Transformation Potion which he gave to Jon when he fled Skyrim was repaid with a handsome benefit. Following Jon Dare to Winterhold was surely the best decision he made.

After finishing up with Master Nurelion, Jon was still free so he decided to visit Isha and Mirren who were choosing a new house for themselves. After two years of living like vagrants, Jon wanted those two to have a place to settle in. Mirren was completely fine while Isha was skeptical about living in Winterhold away from Hammerfell. She holds the title of the Spear Battlelord now even though she didn't want to have it as she saw herself to never be a match for either her master or her brother. Jon didn't tell her what happened to Zain's body in the Heart of Chaos but he always felt some guilt towards not giving him a proper burial.

Still, with Alina showing Isha around, the latter finally made peace with her conflicted thoughts.

On the other hand, there was Miranda who kept alienating herself for some reason. She felt rather strange around Jon's family. The most intimate family she experienced was her master in Elsweyr, her brother Mirren, her sworn sister Isha and her lover Jon. Getting to know all those faces all at once was overwhelming her a little bit.

As Mirren and Miranda are both parts of Myr, they were always close and would complete each other easily but when Myr was struck by the Chaos Infection when he went to save Jon, he was getting weaker and weaker making strange effects appear on both Mirren and Miranda.

It is strange that Mortals like Jon and Nurina were getting stronger by controlling the infection while a Pseudo-Immortal like Myr was dying from it. Jon would always try to maintain Myr in both Mirren and Miranda but somehow, Myr himself was slowly trying to let go.

What would happen if Myr was gone?

Nothing. Mirren and Miranda will stay as what they are but will never be Myr again. It is very sad that such a pure and innocent person may fade from existence any moment just because his essence is dissolving in the world. The Ehlonfey were always doomed to this fate which is nothing Fair.

It's still felt like the Altmer twins are being orphaned at the rate they are losing connection to Myr. The only difference is, Mirren was respecting Myr's decision while Miranda wanted to save Myr.

Jon hoped to stop the Chaos Infection from consuming Myr but he is powerless with it at the moment, not even Nurina would be able to halt such a process anyway.

With his new worries weighing him, Jon put his head together and decided to fix things one at a time. Eventually, there is an answer for everything.

"Augur." Jon spoke as he was watching Winterhold from the nearby mountain.

< You are willing to talk now? >

"Always, old friend. How is your analysis doing so far?" Jon asked.

< It is beyond my ability. The experience you have been through is truly beyond this world. You deserve all the praise that can be spared for making it this far. >

The Augur seemed to be showing emotion for the first time since the day Jon met him. It caused Jon to shake his head.

"I hope that one day you will find what you are seeking."

< What I seek is the "Truth Further". It was the last will before my Death. You helped me see something I would have never seen on my own and for that, you have repaid all the help I offered you if not more. >

Jon has long since understood what the entity called the Augur is all about. As the remnant of the Soul and Astral Form of a very talented Mystic, the Augur was someone whose goal was to satisfy his curiosity and know more thus the College kept him for the sake of the answers they can't get on their own. "Knowing More" is his only quest. However, his only flaw is his inability to keep it to himself. The Augur may give a warning before answering but will eventually answer with all his knowledge.

"Come on! Don't tell me you are going to pass on after fulfilling your last attachment in the world!" Jon said sarcastically.

< That would be too soon. I think sticking with you will give me more to analyze and study. I fulfill what I want and you get benefited… even though, both of us know that you don't need me anymore. >

"That's right. I no longer need your services." Jon said and smiled, "After what I experienced in the Chaos, I am now too formidable. I don't see a limit to myself quite frankly. Before, I needed you to divert the Daedra from looking into my Head but now, the Daedra can't manipulate me anymore. They can never see through me no matter what they do and they can never influence me even if I am in their realms."

Jon started some hard facts as he sat down on top of the southern hills overlooking Winterhold.

"I can even generate the System by my own head now and play a thousand different songs at the same time. I can close my eyes and live a thousand years inside my mind then open my eyes and not a second has passed. Can you offer me more, Augur?"

< No. > The Augur answered like a machine.

"I know." Jon nodded, "Still, I need you around. Talking to myself would make me more insane than what I already am. You also have a good sense of humor sometimes and I still feel indebted for your help. I am not some ungrateful bastard."

< I understand. >

"Nice."

Everything Jon said has a very strong truth backing it. He experienced the Chaos and his mind is more formidable than anything else. Nurina may have had a similar experience but she didn't lose herself in the Chaos, didn't go through a literal Existential Crisis and didn't have to put herself back together. That is why Jon's journey in the Chaos was unique.

More to that, Jon also has the same power as Nurina that she used to stand against the Daedric Princes, the Chaos Infection. The power they inherited from the Man who is called Armilus, the one who defied the Heavens.

"Augur, tell me your thoughts on the Chaos Infection."

———————————

[Chaos Infection] <Variable Effect>

- The purest form of defiance to all worldly laws. Chaos is Invincible, Indestructible, and very Unstable.

———————————

"Amazing, isn't it? I can defy all the laws, block the Daedra from reading my mind and free myself from their influence. I will have a lot of fun regarding some future enemies that I want to take care of. Thankfully, my identity is safe with all the Daedra except Molag Bal and I have a lot of unfinished business with the Vampires."

Jon started thinking for a while, aside from the Dragons, he has to take care of two threats which are the Vampires and the Cult of Miraak, both are supported by a Daedric Prince each.

Regarding Molag Bal, he knew that Jon once came to him in Markarth and offered human sacrifice in exchange for power. Molag asked for agony and he got what he wanted but he backstabbed Jon with the Vampires.

This was one of the reasons why Jon hid his identity during the Labours as Krilon and now as the Dragonborn.

Molag Bal knows Jon Dare and thus the Volkihar Vampires know too. If Jon was known to be Krilon, the Labourer of Azura, to the Molag Bal, Serana's betrayal would be revealed and this time, the Volkihar Vampires would directly attack Winterhold which is extremely dangerous.

Either way, Jon had to keep an Eye on the Volkihar Vampires who are still trapped in Coldharbour and that Eye is this guy.

"Mortal! Ahahaha, we are back to this place. Remember the last time we were here, we had lots of fun and killed a lot of mortals. Let's do it again. Hahahahaha!"

"Evil bastard." Jon looked annoyed at the creature he summoned.

It is his good old pal, Xikil. A former low-ranked Dremora, a current Daedric Titan whose size is half that of a dragon but his appearance is a few times as dreadful as any Dragon.

"Keep your voice down. How is the situation in the Hollow City?" Jon asked.

"Expanding. Sir Caldwell may be a little bit hollow-headed himself but he's managing the herd." Xikil said.

"Good. And the merchandise?" Jon asked.

"The Storages are full. The Realm is expanding and we are discovering a few new places. How lucky you are, Mortal! To have a Daedric Realm under your command all by yourself."

"Sub-Realm." Jon corrected him, "I want to visit the Hollow City but my presence will make some questions rise and may cause some entities to notice our little project. Either way, once I get things fixed here, the Next Phase shall go up and running."

"Hehehe! I am excited."

"Now, tell me about the Volkihar Vampires? Have you been monitoring them?" Jon asked.

"Hmmm… they don't question my presence too much so I know a fair share about them. After you escaped, the henchmen of the Vampire Lord were in a disagreement about what to do. They think that you were taken by the fellow called Krilon and they wanted to travel back to Nirn through an old portal but their Lord stopped them and uncovered the mystery behind the sabotage of his Domain. He extracted a strange vampiric plant which drained all the energy of the Chaotic Creatia of his place and sealed it somewhere but the Domain still needs to be recharged to return to Nirn."

"How long will it take them?"

"Not long."

"That's not good, I don't think I would be able to finish up with Alduin before that. I still don't know much about Solstheim either." Jon said as he started thinking deeply, "Alright. I'll contact you once again once I am ready to start the next phase."

"Mortal, is it close?"

Jon thought as he took out his sword [Bloodskal] and raised it up inspecting it. The blade seemed to have taken a lot of damage because of the immense energy that controlled it for two years and it needed to be reforged.

"I have been a thorn to the side of both the Imperials and the Stormcloaks for five years. With the war at its current scale, someone would do something stupid. The Imperial General Tullius is new in Skyrim and as rash as how he was to capture Ulfric Stormcloak, he will try to deal with me soon. And I need more Dragon Souls… Goddammit, why do I have to do so much?"

"You were taking a vacation for a whole year, you shameless mortal."

"Watch your tongue, lowly Daedra. I have been training all my life for this so let's see what Fate and I have for each other in store and God as my witness, I am bringing down the fucking storm."

———<Status>———

• Name: Jon Dare (Jonhild Firemane)

• Title: The Boss, Thane of Winterhold, Krilon

• Race: Human (Nord)

• Age: 20

• Level: Early Frozen Heart Formation

(Game Level: 69)

• Class: Master Mystic Warrior

• Craft: Master Binary Enchanter

• Condition: Normal?

• Bloodline: Firemane (Fireborn/Titanborn)

• Birth Sign: Serpent (Shadow)

• Soul Bonds: Familiar (Nefertiti) - ??? (Inner Dragon) - Domain (Hidden Dragon Isle)

Greed (Dark Matter) - Wrath (Odokuro) - Pride (Elder Staff) - Lust (Moon Crystal)

———<Powers>———

[Nord]

- Battle Cry (Active)

- 50% Frost Resistance

[Firemane]

- Fireborn: 50% Fire Resistance

- Titanborn: Beast Master

[Astral Access]

- Vitality and Magicka Equilibrium

[Eternal Flesh]

- Disease Immunity

[Serpent Birth Sign]

- Serpent Tyranny: Compatible with all Birth Signs

[Ahzidal's Genius]

- Ahzidal's Enchanting Knowledge

[Gautfang Martial Style]

- Force Channeling Martial Arts

[Enchanted Tattoos (21%)]

- Channel all energy into the tattoo to increase Efficiency and bind them from leaking out or losing control

[Chaos Infection]

- The purest form of defiance to all worldly laws. Chaos is Invincibile, Indestructible, and very Unstable.

———<Blessings>———

[Akatosh]

- Dragonborn: The Gift of the Dragon's Blood and Soul, Highest Affinity to the Thu'um, Highest Affinity to the element of Time

- Dragonsfire: Eternal Flame (Active)

- Inner Dragon: Not Complete

[All-Maker] - Root of Power: 2500% Magicka Regeneration (Active)

[Talos]

- Greater Amulet of Talos: Fortify Thu'um 50%

- Old Man's Coin: Fortify Luck

[Kyne] - Thunder Child: 25% Empower Thu'um

[Sheogorath] - Mad Champion: 2500% Vitality Regen (Active)

[Azura] - Dawn's Beauty: 50% Absorb Magic Attacks. (Active)

[Boethiah] - Berserk: Take half damage and do double damage in a Feral State of mind (Active)

[Mephala] - Golden Tongue: Persuasive to all beings (Active)

[Hermaeus Mora] - Bardic Knowledge: Summon knowable Music Instruments to cause a Tonal Effect (Active)

[The Shadow Stone]

- Hide in Shadows: Fortify Stealth in through the shadows

- Blur: Fortify Speed during Combat

———————————

———————————

[Pride] <The Elder Staff of Power and Fate>

- Imagination Magic

- Will of Pride

———————————

[Greed] <Devouring Shadow Aether>

- Reform Weapons

- Perfect Stealth

———————————

[Lust] <Moon Crystal Aether>

- Metamorphosis

- Desire Inducement

———————————

[Wrath] <Bone Samurai Colossus, Odokuro>

- Howl of Wrath

- Howl of Death

- Bone Lord

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