Dragonborn Saga

"Where should I begin?"

"..."

No one responded. They didn't seem to understand anything from the start.

"Can you make us understand first?" Jonrad asked in a low tone.

I laughed without making much noise.

Alina and Jull were sitting together at a table and seemed to be discussing something. My three parents don't seem to want to involve them in this conversation. I understand that they are worried but I have already told Jullanar everything. Maybe, she is the only person who knows the whole truth about me other than the Augur and Shadow.

I wasn't planning to tell anyone else the ultimate truth and that includes my parents. I love them and I don't want them to think of me as something different.

But that will leave another problem in my heart. I want them to love me as their son for the one I am, not the one I want them to believe.

I am a bit conflicted here.

"Sigh! Fine... the place Hilda and Nurina saw in my Mind Realm is a place from a different realm. Another realm of existence from outside Mundos if I dare to say. I am not sure about many things when comes to that world and this world but I can tell you for sure that the two places didn't hear of each other."

The three looked at each other and started thinking of my words bit by bit.

"So it is a different place?"

"Pretty much so."

"How far away from here?"

"No idea."

"And have you ever been there?"

"Nope."

"""Huh?"""

Well, I, as Jonhild, have never been to that place. That's the truth.

"You are telling me that the place that your mind is mostly attached to is a place you have never been to?"

"Exactly."

"How is that possible?"

It seems that the trio can't understand anything on their own.

"Well, I am not sure what is the correct answer as I also wondered about that world since I was young."

"You also don't know?"

"Well, I don't know a lot about that world, I started seeing it in my dreams when I was young."

That's not a lie. I saw many dreams of my past world when I was young. Back in the day, I was depressed about being reincarnated without having to know how I died. I made peace with it after five years of my reincarnation and started to blend in the new world without thinking too much about what happened.

I mean, I thought about what happened but I didn't find any possible explanation until I heard some theories from the Augur.

"So this world, you only visited it in your dreams."

"It wasn't entirely like a visit or something I can freely move with. I only have memories of a different human who lived in that world and died there. I saw all his memories and arrived at a weird conclusion."

"And it is?"

"This person was me, from a life I lived in the past."

"..."

And that is when they turn speechless.

Reincarnation is not a strange thing in this world. I mean it doesn't usually happen but it happened in the form of people known as the Shezarrine and the Nerevarine.

The Shezarrine are the reincarnations of 'Shezarr' who is the imperial representation of the missing god 'Lorkhan' who the Nords call 'Shor'. These Shezzarine left their names in the history for the great deeds they have done such as Pelinal Whitestrake, Harrald Hairy-Breeks, Ysmir, Hans the Fox, etc.

The Nerevarine, however, is the legitimate reincarnation of 'Indoril Nerevar' as well as the player character and protagonist of The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind. Indoril Nerevar was a Chimer hero who lived during the First Era. He was a champion of Azura, he also unified Chimer and Dwemer, following the overthrowing of the Nordic Empire. However, after the discovery that the Dwemer were creating the Numidium, he led his people against them in the War of the First Council and died at Red Mountain.

[A/N: Chimer: the race that the Dunmer (Dark Elves) originated from after being cursed by Azura.

Numidium: colossal humanoid golem created by the Dwemer, said to have been a thousand feet (304.8m) tall.]

These are known stories to people like Nurina, and also is not something that hidden clan can be oblivious about.

It made them sink into some deep thinking for a while but soon Hilda spoke.

"So, that person you was in your past life, was he someone great?"

I narrowed my eyes and tried to trace her line of thinking. It seemed she thought of the past me as a great person.

"I am not sure about him, he didn't do much in his life to be regarded a hero or anything exceptional. All I know he was a person who studied law and practiced it as a job. He also knows about the Elder Scrolls."

"... Elder Scrolls?"

Jonrad opened his eyes wide and looked deeply at me.

"In that case, you know where the Elder Scrolls are?"

"Naturally."

"And you are going to secure them?"

"When the right time comes. As long as there is no need for them, it is better to keep them hidden as they are."

Nurina smiled and shook her head.

"So, all that talk about your past life wasn't just a way to tell the people to screw off."

"Am I that kind of person?"

The talk continued for a while and no flag was raised so far.

"So, to sum it up. You inherited the knowledge of your past life and it will lead to the three Elder Scrolls of the prophecy."

"That's how it is."

They all nodded and looked at each other.

"Regarding the other thing about Dragons, It is not true, is it?" Jonrad asked.

Well, I guess telling them will keep them safer when the time comes… I don't want to be the only one preparing for the crisis after all.

***

After a while of discussion, I checked with 'Alexa' (System) and it was around 1:15 AM right now.

My parental trio went into a heated discussion with each other about the future threat. I didn't press the matter as me being a Dragonborn but Jonrad was already showing off his knowledge about dragons as a former Blade Agent. It seems that the Blades have inherited some techniques to seal the dragons or whatever they can do.

It doesn't matter with me anyway as I am the ultimate mean to kill a dragon. They only thing that was in my mind right now is about how to prevent the major damages.

If a dragon decided to attack a city in the middle of the day, I don't think your normal run in the mill town guards will be able to do it. I mean, these guys are well equipped and trained but fighting a dragon with that size of Paarthurnax is something ridiculous.

This is the time where the Nords will need Magic the most despite their hate for Magic and Mages.

Also, one of the matters that made me feel annoyed was the matter of mobility.

The dragons can come and go whenever they wished for, which means, if I am in Winterhold and a dragon attacked Markarth then they are royally screwed until the put down the dragon by force, also the dragon won't be dead as it still needs it soul to be absorbed for it to completely die. Dragons can be revived by a certain Thu'um as long as their souls aren't absorbed yet.

The difference between the reality and the game is vast and I need to be well aware when would a dragon appear and how to reach it as soon as possible. Dragons in the game were a random event that strikes based on the location of the player.

It only increased to my headache as I tried to explain these issues to the three in front of me. Of course, I didn't say the word 'Game' or any of what was in my mind. I only explained how vast this task is.

One more thing that added to my problems was this.

"What about the dragons outside Skyrim?"

That was a question asked by Hilda.

"Solstheim will be one of the places outside Skyrim that will also suffer from the Dragon Break as far as my knowledge may go. The Dragons' main task will happen in Skyrim, I am not sure about the other provinces other than Skyrim but I guess Cyrodiil, Hammerfell, Morrowind, and High Rock will manage to do something about it on their own."

The saw my point and nodded.

"Regarding Black Marsh, Elsweyr, Valenwood, and Summerset. This will be the Dominion's problem. Let's not worry about them." Hilda said and we nodded.

Black Marsh may not be a part of the Empire of the Dominion but they assisted the Dominion into weakening the Empire and invaded a lot of land in Morrowind.

"I may ask for someone's guidance to help us with task… I don't want to do so but I will only if it is necessary." Nurina said in a grim expression.

"You are speaking of…" I was wondering who can make Nurina this vexed.

"The crazy old hag."

Hmmm! This is one of the names Nurina calls her master with. I am very curious about that person. From Nurina's tales, her master is an overpowered person with a short temper and a tendency to kill whoever she doesn't like. Nurina, who normally is not afraid of anything, can have nightmares because of the traumas her master caused her.

I really want to meet that person.

As the talk was about to reach an end, someone came into the fort running.

"Lady Hilda!"

It was a man from the clan's guards.

"What happened? Speak?" Hilda ran to the man.

"Lady Hilda! A big problem. A guard came from Kynesgrove! An Elder Mammoth broke into madness, it is raging all over the place."