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Chương 734: The Hidden Twilight (1)

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"Hey!"

"Don't hey me!"

"My legal team shall contact your steward to pay for the damages."

"You don't even smell anywhere near sorry."

"Dragon fighting has a lot of occupational hazards."

"Not what I want to hear."

"I am deeply sorry."

"Well… nope… too easy!"

Jon Dare and Arcgmage Neloth were a very unusual mix. Jon vs. Neloth is basically a hopeless narcissist vs. another hopeless narcissist.

And it doesn't end here.

It is a self-accomplished man vs. another self-accomplished man.

A self-centered asshole vs. another self-centered asshole.

An aristocratic magic supremacist archwizard vs. another aristocratic magic supremacist archwizard.

Jon may have had an idea about Neloth's personality from the game, but he was just swayed by the glamor of a Telvanni Wizard. The first time the two met, Neloth's attitude made Jon muster out his attitude too, and they became very tense with one another.

"I wasn't going to let your precious tower get destroyed anyway. I know you keep a Black Book there." Jon said.

"I believe my Black Book is none of your concern, Nurina's disciple." Neloth replied.

"It becomes my concern when it is about Dragons and Dragonborns." Jon said.

"You spit those words, and people seriously get to open doors for you?" Neloth asked.

"When I ask them in Dragon Tongue, I tend to be convincing enough for doors to open on their own." Jon replied.

"At least try asking nicely." (Neloth)

"Please." (Jon)

"The fact that you didn't hesitate takes all the seriousness away from your nice act." (Neloth)

"The fact that I don't hesitate while being nice made you hesitant." (Jon)

"The fact that you thought I was hesitant makes you the funniest guy on Solstheim, maybe Tamriel, or even across all of Nirn." (Neloth)

"I don't need your acknowledgement for that. I'm the funniest guy, period." (Jon)

"Get a room, you two."

While the two gentlemen were having a personality deadlock, Jullanar spoke her mind casually as she was dusting off the ash from the fight.

"Good idea." Neloth didn't seem to mind, "I have one Black Book, while you have multiple, the last time I asked around."

Seeing how Neloth seemed to be living under a rock, Jon found it unprofitable to keep up the banter.

"I have four." He replied.

"Show me what you have, and I'll show you mine." Neloth said.

"Lead the way."

Agreeing to follow him into Tel Mithryn, Jon followed Neloth, with a tail of three individuals following and asking him about the Dragon he turned into in the sky.

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"I turned into a Dragon?" Jon asked.

"Yes, dude!" Wulfur excitedly replied.

"I told you he didn't. Dragons are divine beings. What we saw may be the reflection of his aura, or maybe a shout manifested something spiritual within him that caused such a phenomenon." Alina rationally said.

"Wow! All that happened?" Jon asked, "I was just beating up a dragon. I even used magic and Thu'um less than usual."

"I also witnessed the phenomenon. Mysterious as it was, the world offers a lot of unexplained phenomena for those with the eye to see and appreciate magic. Anything could have happened up there, just as the infinite possibilities of magic." Neloth said as he put the Black Book of the Hidden Twilight on the large central table in the middle of his mushroom abode of Tel Mithryn.

"I think I know what happened."

But just like her usual self, Jullanar raised her hand with a mad glint in her eyes.

Everyone turned to her, a bit doubtful, and seemed to be at least willing to hear her out.

"When Jon and the big bad lizards swooshed into the sky, their fight was so intense and filled with mystical energy that the world couldn't help but turn them into greater versions of themselves so they could beat the crap out of each other in a mystical way." She said.

They at least spared her a moment of nodding before returning to the main subject.

"You said there were strange things that appeared and redirected the Dragon's fall at the last second. What exactly was that?" Jon asked.

"I don't know." Neloth said, "Nirn spirits, mystical forces. Your guess is as good as mine. I don't owe these things anything, though. Tel Mithryn could have withstood the impact, and any damage would have been mended easily."

"And you?" Jon asked Alina.

"Couldn't see them coming, to be honest. They surprised me too." She replied.

"Another mystery." Jon sighed, "I wasn't expecting all that at once."

"So, the Black Books?" Neloth asked.

"Right." Jon flicked his fingers, and four Black Books appeared out of thin air under his right.

A fifth also appeared on Jon's left, but he seemed not to be handing it out.

"This one is damaged." He said as he waved the Black Book with a hole in its center.

"It'll heal over time." Neloth said.

"And it leads right to the center of Apocrypha." Jon added.

Neloth looked at the book for a second before turning away.

"Not interested."

Jon would usually comment that the difference between Divayth Fyr and Neloth, who hold similar positions to each in House Telvanni, is that if it were Old Divayth, he'd find it even more interesting to get into the center of Apocrypha and mess with Hermaeus Mora, unlike Neloth, who preferred not to. He didn't say it, but he was smiling with the thought running through his head.

"I know what you're thinking. The great Neloth must be scared. Look at him! Oh, how the mighty have fallen!" Neloth said mockingly.

"Nope. Didn't even think of that." Jon denied it and took the Black Book of The Hidden Twilight that Neloth brought him.

"By the way, this is four books for one." Jon said.

"One for one, and the other three are compensation." Neloth said.

"One for compensation, another for the other book you know its location but don't seem to have. And the last is a favor I didn't think about just yet." Jon said.

"How annoying!" Neloth sighed, "Just keep the damn book then."

"You don't want it?"

"I was done with it a long time ago."

"Cool."

As Jon was done with the exchange, he and Neloth took opposite corners of each other and prepared for their Black Book research. And by research, it meant delving into Apocrypha through the books.

Previously, Jon explored four Black Books and got four different and useful abilities. From the Black Book of Untold Legends, he learned the Bardic Inspiration, the spell that he used and abused to its maximum potential. From the Black Book of Filament and Filigree, he gained the Secret of Arcana, an ability that contributed greatly to his current ability as a spellcaster. From the Black Book of the Winds of Change, he gained the Scholar's Insight, another ability that buffed his ability as a magic learner. Finally, from the Black Book of the Sallow Regent, Jon learned the Seeker of Sorcery ability, which improved his spellcasting and enchanting in general.

Now that the Black Book of the Hidden Twilight is in his hand, it is natural for him to pick another magic buffing ability, but he knew that this wouldn't be possible with this one. The powers this book offers are either too comical, too boring, or plain but useful.

Still, after making enemies with Hermaeus Mora and Miraak at the same time, will Jon be okay if he steps into Apocrypha and Oblivion during this heat?

"Well… I'll just have to keep the mischief at max heat." Jon mumbled with a grin and then looked at his own hand.

Something felt strange, but it felt like power, and it was a good feeling.

He finally completed all the Sin Artifacts, and it felt good; it felt right.

He still couldn't understand where his power was taking him, but his heart was bursting with energy, and he needed to let some out. Even that dragon fight wasn't enough to push him where he wanted to go.

Hell, he was only left wanting to fight more.

"Honey, I'll get going." Jon said and opened the book for many tentacles to come out and start wrapping themselves around his arms and his head. 

"Don't be late for dinner." Alina smiled gently and saw him off to Oblivion.

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Chương 735: The Painful Life of a Daedric Prince

A/n: Hey, guys. I'm back. Glad to say that I've finally got my Master's Degree with an excellent grade and moving on to PhD, it kept me occupied for the past month for sure! Happy to be back.

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What would be expected of you when an enemy kicks your door like a maniac, killing your servants and pillaging your valuables?

The answer is always self-defense.

Hermaeus Mora was well known to be a hoarder, a collector, and a vicious taskmaster. His collections of knowledge were the most prized of his possessions which he would use to lure many puny mortals, ensnare them to his realm, and make them submit their knowledge for his endless hoard.

In terms of being a Daedric Prince, Hermaeus Mora sought no domination, sowed no destruction, released no plagues, caused no disaster, told no lie, claimed no righteousness, and did no misdeeds. In terms of being fair and sporty, Hermaeus Mora was a top-tier fair guy. He gives knowledge and takes away knowledge in return all through simple rules of contracting and transactions.

Just why do mortals expect to get something for nothing, especially from a guy known as a hoarder? This may be one of the existential questions Hermaeus Mora gave up figuring out a long time ago.

But out of all these mortals, Heroes and Dragonborns were the most troublesome. Those self-centered bastards were always the kind of people who would seek knowledge without even attempting to pay anything in return. Hermaeus Mora figured out that if he made a trial for those heroes, he would get to experience their powers and abilities and note something from them while in return, he'd give them the illusion of choice between three powers and they would simply fuck off after that.

It was a simple and straight idea that would always bear fruits for all sides and everyone would win and benefit.

But just why in the world wouldn't humans understand even this most basic principle?!

Hermaeus Mora was plucking his own tentacles from madness across all the ages and kalpas just from that. Even Sheogorath, who is officially crazy, understands that. Why can't mortals just get it?!

It started a long time ago when Xarxes, an elven deity, was a mortal elf and turned to Hermaeus Mora for knowledge. While the rules back in these ancient eras were simple such as "Aedra were the ancestors of people" and "Daedra were the guys who wanted no such a thing with Lorkhan and his open-world-survival-craft shenanigans", mortals always found faults with the Daedra and dragged them to all sorts of dramas. On the other hand, Xarxes was a lovely guy who wanted to make the most of history and create an account for the ages of his favorite records.

The story of "Oghma" is known for the most part but Xarxes and Hermaeus Mora were co-authors and at some point, they were always arguing over some details. Xarxes wanted to polish out history and turn it into a romance that shows off the glory of his ancestral Aedra such as Auri-El and Trinimac, while Mora wanted to focus on practical records without straying off to the vain glorification of the fantastical fetishes of Elves.

This argument turned into a feud, which resulted in Xarxes taking whatever he wanted from Hermaeus Mora's hoard of knowledge and turning it into his Historical Romance. Naturally, Hermaeus Mora was displeased and did all that he could to get the Oghma of Xarxes into his hands, and with anger at the inaccuracy of such a record, Hermaeus Mora tore it apart and put it back many many times until it started to fit together and became what it is today. A trove of actual knowledge that no mortal mind can simply fathom.

All of what happened, of course, happened during the Merethic Eras, in which no chronological order was established and the events were fumbled into the glooms of Oblivion. To the mortals, however, especially the Altmer of Alinor, the truth turned into another romance and it lived on in their hearts such as all the history they claimed. Hermaeus Mora turned into an evil figure in the story and Xarxes, who ripped him of his hoarded knowledge, was a good guy.

Eventually, this happened with all the Daedra so Hermaeus Mora wasn't particularly left out.

But then the Humans of Atmora came along and they were the worst. No matter how many times Hermaeus Mora came to them with offers, they were always stoning him with skepticism and accusing him of malice.

They didn't even have that much knowledge, to begin with! That's what maddened Hermaeus Mora to no end. He was willing to give and take with those illiterate dying fools to make them stronger and enable them to survive the death of Atmora.

In the end, he was branded as the old trickster of the forest and the Atmorans left their homeland and traveled far south. As tragic as it was for him, Hermaeus Mora was still failing to enter any Pantheon and remained one of the outcast Daedra, sharing the same category with the likes of Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon.

By that time, Azura, Boethiah, and Mephala established their own exclusive Pantheon with the Chimer. Meredia had her own cult which was widely popular and lawfully accepted. Malacath had his own race that exclusively worshiped him. Even Sheogorath was popular with the Khajiit for some furry reason.

But he, who is a patron of knowledge, the most valuable thing people could ever possess was unjustifiably cast out.

Well, at least he managed to get some Karstaag-men to follow him at some point and there was also the Kamal of Akavir but he can't be proud of the Kamal, nobody can be. He'd trade them with the Sload if he could but he knew he always wished for the Tang Mo. Not that Azura or Hircine would allow it anyway.

And while the time of the Daedric Princes is rather irrelative to their twisted concept of reality, Hermaeus Mora was happy that for once, a Nord came to his doorstep desperate for knowledge and willing to accept any trade. Curious about this particular case, Hermaeus Mora accepted the Nord and asked for servitude in return since that Nord was a cult leader. It seemed like a good investment back then and it was high time for Hermaeus Mora to get some action with the Nords.

This cult leader had a strange revelation from the Dragon God of Time that he was to become the enemy of all Dragons and would be the one to stop the tyranny of Alduin. The Cult Leader was indeed not popular with the Dragons and had his own animosities with other Dragon Priests, so when he got that weird blessing of being a Dragonborn, Hermaeus Mora seemed like the best candidate to tell him what it meant.

Of course the matter of eternal servitude meant that this Cult Leader will now be subject to a different patron than the Dragon God or any Dragon, which for some reason, he didn't seem to protest against. It all piqued Mora's curiosity even more.

A long time later, it appeared that this Cult Leader, namely Miraak, was aware of many things himself. Things that include that if the Dragon King Alduin was to be taken down, the Kalpa would come to an end and the end of a Champion's mission is to be discarded by the world. This made Miraak much warrier and more scared than any mortal of demise and death. Hermaeus Mora was happy to provide him with the alternative by tethering his soul to Apocrypha through a contract, meaning that he can't be killed in the Mortal World and shall be always immortal so long that the World of Apocrypha stands.

It was immortality in a sort of way.

However, Miraak took that immortality and wreaked havoc in his own name as Lord Miraak, the one that dominates both Mortals and Dragons. Armed with the Soul of a Dragon and now the Immortality that rivals theirs, Miraak sought to be a god while giving no credit to his current patron, Hermaeus Mora.

This was not a breach of contract but it was obvious that Mora wasn't happy with that. He wanted to be the god and now this puny Nord is taking that away.

Moreover, Miraak even took control of the Summit of Apocrypha and commanded the Seekers and the Lurkers under Hermaeus Mora to serve him. What's next? Mantel Hermaeus Mora or some shit?

If not for Vahlok the Jailor, Miraak would have gotten away with his schemes long ago but Hermaeus Mora was careful. Once the soul was tethered to Apocrypha, it wasn't easy to return it to Mundus without a lot of power and energy.

This made Miraak the prisoner of his own greed to Hermaeus Mora and put the two face to face for eternity against one another. In his realm, Hermaeus Mora had a tumor-like servant that sucked his power to do everything he could to return to Nirn. Many Dragonborns appeared after that but none of them were felt by Miraak and so he couldn't find a replacement until the Fourth Era.

And Jon Dare appeared.

To Hermaeus Mora, the fight between the two Dragonborns was something he wished for and if it meant that Miraak was going to be replaced with anything even if it was a pair of smelly socks, Hermaeus Mora would be pleased. "Good riddance!" he thought.

The contract bound him and Miraak for eternity together and Miraak was powerful enough to keep Hermaeus Mora from killing him since his soul was Divine and that of a Dragon. It would cost Hermaeus Mora a few arms and legs if he was to forcefully take out a full-fledged Dragonborn in a contract with him.

The two of them wanted this hatchling Dragonborn to come and made sure to not give him power. As soon as his Dragonborn Soul was awakened and his identity was revealed, it seemed that he was already in the game of power and had Winterhold under his control. Moreover, he was the one to initiate the attack by capturing many Black Books and most importantly, the "Oghma Infinium" herself.

Hermaeus Mora and Miraak were fully aggroed by that insolent Dragonborn and Hermaeus Mora allowed Miraak to form a cult on Solstheim to capture the new Dragonborn. It didn't end well and it seemed that Jon Dare had his own alliances with the Princes of Oblivion. Moreover, he invaded the place Miraak was attempting to capture on Nirn and freed it from his hold.

Humans! They are such messy creatures. Hermaeus Mora had many projects failing just because of Human Interventions and how they love to keep their secrets and knowledge from him. It was the straw that broke the camel's back as they say in Hammerfell and he was already so upset and annoyed with all humans.

Miraak, Jon Dare, Ysgramor, the Atmorans, the Skaal, and even the Daedric Princes that take on human forms, Sheogorath most of all.

But just as he was plucking his own tentacles from rage, the first chapter of the Secret Twilight was accessed and the smell that came from that direction was oddly familiar. It was that human that came here four years ago and kidnapped four Black Books. That human that kept messing with Hermaeus Mora. That human that he was gnashing his entire being because of.

He kicked a Lurker in the balls and stood over a pile of Seeker corpses while armlocking one of them from the head. His red hair was flowing behind him and his eyes were glowing and radiating with power and madness.

His muscles were oddly bulging from his mage robes and all his veins were pumping with vigor.

"Konnichiwa, Hemaiosu-kun. Watashi wa Jon desu."

He then tightened his arm muscles and the Seeker he was holding exploded from the head.

"YOROSHIKU ONEGAI SHIMASU!"

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