章節 621: Catceptual
Michael and every else in fact were pretty worried that Sheogorath had somehow managed to bypass the Veil of Akatosh. He knew for sure the mad god hadn't followed him through his Dimension Gates, nor had he brute-forced his passage either... Thankfully, the Daedra didn't seem to be immediately hostile, so Michael was fine letting him be for the time being... After he maximized the defences of the Eye of Magnus and the Spire as a whole.
Of course, this left another problem to deal with. The 'recent' death of Jarl Korir and his family... The whole Winterhold found it strange that a lesser Daedra had appeared in their house, but most assumed that the Jarl had been up to something, or was simply just assassinated. Michael didn't feel the need to explain what'd happened, so for now it was a mystery.
This, obviously, left the position of Jarl up for grabs, something Michael, most of the city, and even the Arch-Mage of the new Winterhold College wished to see finalized soon. This was mainly due to 'High King Surtr's' new highly militaristic and expansive attitude towards Skyrim.
If Surtr heard of Korir's death before a new Jarl was installed he'd force a candidate of his own to take the spot. Which would either cause everyone to refuse and fight back, resulting in a war, or accept and be led by Surtr's puppet.
There were many willing and able candidates, some even voting to have him or his companions take the place. He and the others refused, no one wanting to take up such responsibilities.
Michael's personal choice was to have Ennura take the seat, as the Head Librarian in her home world she was well versed in most subjects a Jarl would know, delegation, wisdom, planning, politicking, and business being just a few.
Having a non-Nord become Jarl would set great precedence too, making it known to all that Winterhold was a place that everyone could seek their fortune in, the only thing holding you back being your own talent and efforts.
Some wanted a mage Jarl due to Korir's known dislike of them, and some wanted a Nord like Dagur who owned the Frozen Hearth, who was an original resident and well known by the community. Unfortunately for everyone else, Michael's sponsorship and the support of the Eredar quickly had Ennura taking her seat as Jarl of Winterhold. A Courier was soon sent to inform Surtr of the change.
During all of this Michael was forced out from the Spire, allowing people to see the 'new him', the ones with the biggest reactions being the Arch-Mage and Masters of the College, and most Eredar who could innately sense magic.
While it was kind of funny to have Masters faint at his mere presence, it was the Arch-Mage's response that got the biggest laugh out of him...
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"Foul Daedra! What have you done with Michael, and how have you possessed his body!?" Savos Aren exclaims as his hands shine brightly with prepared spells. Outside of that, the man was also heavily sweating, knowing that he was probably dead due to a Daedric Lord being fully manifest before him.
Michae smirks at him and leans forward, "BOO!"
"Hiiya!" the old Dunmer exclaims out in shock, launching a huge fireball that shoots over Michael's shoulder and into the sky, his scare causing his spell to stray.
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"
...
"What...?"
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Yeah, Savos hadn't forgiven him for that one even two weeks later... Still worth it.
With his new free time he also explored his new abilities, particularly his Conceptual ones. With a thought he could now instantly kill creatures. He'd tested it on rabbits, fish, cats, and wolves. All of them had the same result. To be honest, he wasn't exactly sure how to expand this ability from there... What else is there to Death?
His other Concepts were easier to understand, Pacts, Bargains, and Deals all sort of came under one umbrella, if with a few small variations. Pacts were better with things concerning restrictions and bindings.
Bargains were better with things concerning wealth or anything with a perceived value.
And Deals dealt with Promises or exchanges made with force and under duress.
Again though, most of the time they could all be used interchangeably from what he observed. This was only a service-level analysis from testing and Clavicus' own memories.
His Concept of 'Power' was one of the more confusing ones... It wasn't anything like how it was presented in the Marvel movies concerning the Infinity Stone. From talks with his friends and his speculations on the small things he could do with it, he came to a few understandings.
Power didn't exist in a vacuum. Without anything to measure it against it simply didn't exist. This meant that the Concept of Power was more attuned to having 'Power over something' instead of simply 'Having Power'. Again, what this realistically meant still somewhat went over his head.
The Concept didn't grant him infinite power or something akin to that, instead, he was able to subvert the minds of people under him. Those who a lesser position or was drastically weaker than himself.
Strangely, this also allowed him to affect objects too... He could force changes in a stone he held in his grasp, forcing it to turn orange, or become lighter. Anything more advanced than this however still evaded him.
Clavicus didn't actually know much about the Concept or Power, he had a bare understanding of it and only used to on his servants at whim. He probably only declared it to be under his control to intimidate the other Daedric Princes.
Lastly, Michael had the Concepts of 'Moon', 'Khajiit', and 'Gratification'. The former two Clavicus had only recently gained in his life, having stolen them from Azura during the Moon Sickness. This meant the Daedric Prince had literally no idea what worth they were...
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章節 622: The Firstborn's Return
The Concept of Moon didn't mean anything to Michael, only that it had some control over Werewolves and the Khajiit, though, the Concept of 'Khajiit' likely took priority in this instance.
From various games and other fiction Michael was aware that Moon Light could be used to heal or harm, whether or not that was realistic in reality was another thing entirely. He himself couldn't find any use for it during the night, nor could he affect any of the actual moons, aside from being able to tug on the curse afflicting them and the Khajiit birth cycles.
The Concept of Khajiit was far easier to understand in his mind, it was a rather limited Concept which actually helped him out. Khajiits were birthed from Azura after she began experimenting on their less civilized ancestors, the evidence for it was very visible to him.
They basically fell under these categories, [Predator], [Animal], [Intelligent], [Group], and finally, [Moon]. These and some lesser concepts made up the beings known as Khajiit. This explained their talent in sneaking and thievery, along with their reluctance to leave their communities,
What could Michael do with all of this? Well... He employed a plan called 'I want more Cat-Girls in my life', which did exactly as it sounded.
Khajiit would no longer be born as giant cat-people with horns (The horns courtesy of Clavicus), now they would be born as cute human-like cat people with ears, tails, claws, and fangs. Did he tell anyone of this? No. He intended to allow Tamriel to find out for themselves.
Hopefully it wouldn't result in the race getting genocided or all becoming slaves for their unique beauty... If that started happening he'd put a stop to it, after all, they were his people now. He wasn't keen on everyone figuring out his new status as a Daedric Lord either, only trouble could come from that...
...
He just jinxed himself, didn't he...?
"A letter for you Michael!" Megumin happy skips into his room just as he thinks this, the girl slamming it down on his desk with a grin.
...
"Well? Open it! I wanna see what it is!"
"Why? You've never cared about my mail before..."
"Because you've only just come back as a Daedric Lord! Your first letter has to have something cool in it!"
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"You know, she's got a point..." Derflinger remarks from the corner of the room, the sword having spent most of its time with Darth now that it was basically useless to Michael... As powerful as it is, he sincerely doubted its ability to cut gods. His fight with Mehrunes Dagon was evidence enough...
Michael shakes his head and lets out a sigh, lifting the letter, "You reckon if I leave it closed the contents will stay away?"
"No chance!" the sword cackles.
He opens it and immediately feels the need to jump off the top of the Spire...
Apparently, every statue, depiction, description, and everything else you can guess of Clavicus Vile had transformed to now reflect himself. Statues were now taller, had cut horns with familiar-looking rings around them, lacked Barbas, and looked exactly like Michael.
Books about Clavicus described him perfectly, and pictures of Clavicus now simply showed versions with him replacing the former Daedric Lord...
Everyone who's someone, and many who weren't, now knew of his new status... Or at least, the clues for it were very, very obvious... Michael telekinetically pulls a book from his bookshelf and looks at the title... What was once 'Myths and Legends of Clavicus Vile', had become 'Myths and Legends of Mikhail Tahlin Vile'...
"Fuck."
"So, not cool or...?" Megumin questions.
"Ima say it's the 'definitely not cool section'." he grumbles, handing her letter to her.
"What do you mean 'Not cool!?' this is super cool! Everyone knows how strong you are now!" she exclaims after reading.
He sighs, "Never change, Megumin. Never change."
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Elsewhere, Miraak was readying the world for his return. His new servant possessed far greater powers than he initially thought, the power of 'Void', whatever that was. He was somewhat cautious due to its links with Sithis, but his eagerness and lust for freedom soon rid him of this.
The Skaal had all been annihilated, their druidic control over the land subverted to his own cause. The minds of everyone within Soltheim were now his to command, with that control he'd had them begin fortifications in preparation for war, and construction of military resources, weapons, armour, etc.
The ritual to bring him to Tamriel isn't as easy as one might expect, Hermaeus Mora had put in place many protections to prevent it... Fortunately, he had everything he needed.
Louise Valliere gathered almost everyone in Solstheim to the Shrine of Miraak, she and Joseph de Gallia stood close to the pillar in the center, beginning the chants Miraak had developed. His dragons were doing the same in their own language, the combined verses causing light to dim and a faint 'heartbeat' sound to ring out in a rhythm.
*ThumpThump*
*ThumpThump*
After a couple minutes of this, a black rift opens up from within the pillar, cracking it open and revealing a lone figure. Standing dressed in fine armoured robes and wearing a Dragon Priest Mask.
Miraak takes a deep breath, luxuriating in the air of Tamriel, a realm he hadn't seen in thousands of years...
Unfortunately for him, waiting wasn't an option...
"MIIIIIRRRAAAAAAAAAKKKK!!!!" Hermaeus Mora's voice screeches from behind him, the entrance to Tamriel waking the previously comatose Daedric Prince from his slumber.
Miraak, as any sane person would done, quickly rushes out, "CLOSE THE DAMNED THING! CLOSE IT! CLOSE IT NOW!" he frantically shouts, not wanting to allow his escape to be compromised by his former jailor.
"MIIIRAAAAAAAAAA-" Hermaeus Mora's bulbous, black form rushes the rift, almost reaching it but getting stopped as Louise and Joseph slam it closed.
"Hah... Hah... Hah... Hahahahahaha! I AM FREE! FINALLY FREE!" the First Dragonborn begins wildly laughing, his plans finally coming to fruition.
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