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[ureniashtram]

I'm still not quite sure I understood everything in this chapter that you wanted me to. It's difficult to tell if that is simply a reading deficiency on my part

Don't worry about it, Acadian. Happens to everyone. Can you believe that I mistook a book of riddles for poe.. Never mind, it's too embarassing.


As you might notice, I like creating Demi-Gods, just like a certain Pariah Lich out there, and this Chapter's all about Saeladyn's darker side awakening. Blacklight, the Demon of Lies, Terror and Mistrust.

And you might notice there's a similar name carried by another Dunmer: Salyndiil Vaeryl. She's Saeladyn's sister. Alright, I said too much. I hope I helped shed some light on... this Chapter?

Hopefully, all of your questions will be answered in the next, of which I'm currently working on.

Ta-ta, for now. Or whatever they say in situations like these.. Rofl!

[Zalphon]

Excellent work, thusfar.

[ureniashtram]

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Interlude:

The Chaos Theory

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Fear.

After all these years.. After all the bone chilling acts that I've made... I felt the familiar sting of Fear. The heavy feeling in my guts, the weakened legs and knees, the sped up beating of my heart... Is this what my victims felt, when they know they're being followed by Death? Is this what they felt before I slit their throats? If so, then I feel a sparse bit of pity towards them.

Wait.

Where am I? So caught up with my emotions, I did not inspect my surroundings. I looked around to and fro, but was only greeted by Darkness. So dark, I doubt I can see my own hands in... Was that a pale finger pinching my thighs? Where did that came from? As I tried to shoo it away, ignoring the fact that it's technically useless, more and more came out of thin air. They began to climb their way, up to some part of my body that they so want to reach. As seconds became minutes, my whole body was drowned by ethereal limbs, tearing, choking and squishing at every fiber, every skin and every bones. I thrashed, I screamed and I gasped for the precious air, but each time I try, I was denied. To say that this hurt would be an ultimate understatement. No man or mer should experience this kind of..

Torture.

This was torture, and for the first time in my life, I am at the receiving end of it. It went for hours, days even. But I guess I lost count in my anguish, after all, Time seemed like a fruitless endeavor in this... Abyss.

Finally, after endless suffering I had endured, they stopped. I can only guess that I'm a walking abattoir. Blood spluttered everywhere on my body, skins hanging barely on my flesh with my insides pouring out like a sticky cataract, a red and pink waterfall. And the bones, oh Sithis, my bones! One twitch, pain. If I couldn't resist it anymore and I flinch, it is like playing with Arquen.

You endured that? I'm impressed!

I heard.. A voice?

A voice, like an axe scraping against metal but painfully male. Judging from his tone, he sounds amused. Maybe he was the one that tortured me? It could be tricks played by my mind on me, but it sounded so real. It was a baritone volume that spelled out derangeness, paranoia and malice. Whoever or whatever said that, I've distance myself away if I had the chance. But in this current state that I'm in, it's like telling Akatosh to become Vaernima.

Such names are useless in this place, mortal. You do know that a part of you has been awakened, yes?

Strange and absurd, is all I can say. This voice is actually talking to me? And it/he can read my mind? If I had the strength, I'd answer straight away, but hell, I can't even stand without swaying and grovelling in pain. Finally, my knees gave up and I fell flat on my stomach. Literally no words can express my agony. If a seasoned Orc, known for their immense tolerance for pain, felt this they would've kneeled and begged for mercy. Nonetheless, I nodded my head. The animal inside me... it, it was horrible.

I'm sorry for the pain you endured but that's Blacklight's . . . greeting when someone managed to enter his realm.

A chuckle coated with amusement began and it unnerved me. It truly is a frightening creature. That aside, what does it want with me and Bla-

Hmm.. That's a good question. What in Xhaestrahnyl's name do I even want with you? I'll figure that out after we know each other.
I'm Graylight. The in-between. I'm in the middle of White and Black. Too good to be bad and too bad to be good.

What? In-between... White and Black? Does he mean neutral? I heard that in a land far, far away they use terms like 'Lawful Good' and 'Chaotic Evil' or some such. Personally, I think that's glorified, but no-

Yes! Neutral. Gray. Someone finally understands! There is no such thing as Good and Evil, just Three Shades Of Gray! White, the aforementioned Gray and Black. Simple as that. Now, how do I explain.. In your anger, you summoned your negative side. Anger, hate, lust... Those, you understand, are negative emotions. Negative emotions equals Negative... Shade. The Sword Damaren gave you can feel your emotions through your blood.

Hmm.. There is no White in you, just Black.. No happiness, euphoria.. Just anger and numbness..

There is no emotions in me, you're right in that. You gotta thank my father and history as an Assassin. I'm sorry, but there will never be such happiness in me.

Fool! What of Anastascia? Do you not love her?! In your anger... Wait. Anger because of Love. That doesn't make any sense, the White Shade should have been summoned! What the-, wait. That surge in your heart... No. You.. You're the The Leash! The Leash that had been constructed by the Daedra and Aedra millenias ago has been Cut off! But who could've done that?! Such a feat is impossi- Sithis.



I don't know if this is possible, but could spirits go mad? The voice, Graylight, is ranting by himself! But he mentioned Sithis and a Leash being cut off... Hmm, my early days as an Assassin is . . . messy., to say the least. Involving eyeless heads and tongueless mouths. Like all my anger has been ..unleashed. Like a rabid wolf, more like. But what is the voice ranting about?


I see now. Ice and Death using Terror and Rage to free Chaos. Say goodbye to the Nine, Vaeryl, for Lorkhan is about to be awakened. Let me explain, and listen well. There is once a mad god who tried to conquer Tamriel, where did she come from?

Mad God? Conquer Tamriel? That sounds like.. Salidriel or something? Damaren mentioned she was the one behind the scenes during our Contract involving Akavir.

Yes. She tried to harness the power of the White Gold Tower to open the Cage. Lorkhan isn't dead y'know. Just... sleeping. And waiting. Towers you see, Direnni Tower, White Gold and Red Mountain and others are like ropes, tieing Lorkhan beneath Nirn. Red Mountain was the central . . . leash, that's why his Heart is in Morrowind.

Listen carefully. Salidariel tried to conquer Tamriel, twice so she can free Lorkhan. She used many pawns, including the infamous Laeg'Reval, Mehrunes Dagon and now Vivec. Blacklight and Salidariel despises Vivec and his Tribune for abusing the Heart of Lorkhan, so I can guess that he's expendable. Anyway, since Sithis is the 'father' of Lorkhan, he tried to help by freeing another caged Monster.

Blacklight.

Ages ago, Blacklight used to have a single personality: Terror. But when he was Imprisoned, Akatosh created duplicates of himself, me and the Whiteshade, as a failsafe. He also created many Leashes, like you, so the chances of Blacklight being freed is slim.
Had one flaw, though.

Free will.

You can destroy the world by letting Terror and Mistrust fully control you or you can save it by destroying the Sword and... Yourself. Which will you choose, if you had the chance?

. . . That's a tough choice.

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This interlude seems a bit rushed and info dumped.. To me, but what do you readers think?

Yes

Or

No

[mALX]

Whew! Really powerful writing in the beginning of this chapter! Realistic inner monologue, wonderful job on this!