Solv Skog stood on the snows of the Throat, taking in the blistering cold of the mountains. The skies were dark at this altitude despite it being day, but the Nord could not think of anything but his task at hand. It was his duty, as dovahkiin, to slay Alduin the World Eater. Since the day he was sent to the Gray Beard elders, he knew of this task, but he wasn't ready. He knew this much. To prepare himself, he traveled the world in search of training and new equipment. He came across a ship of a frightened sailor near Windhelm and traveled to the island of Solstheim where he, as the last dragonborn, defeated the first with the help of the local Nords and a daedric prince. The trophies of Miraak were great, but they were far too tainted for Solv's soul, so he placed them in safe keeping.

He gained experience and new shouts a well as a few enchanted ebony armor, but this did not sate his needs. Traveling back to Skyrim, Solv gained the knowledge of the mages at the College of Winterhold where gained the power of the Archmage and the ability to summon even daedras. He was not yet ready. The dragonborn travelled far and wide in Skyrim once more, discovering old dwemer ruins, vampiric secrets, and fought with many more dragons allowing him to awaken more shouts. Finally, after all his training and learning, the dragonborn had adorned himself with dragonbone armor and weapons and held the Elder Scroll of Dragon in his hands. His armor and weapons had been covered by the blood of many daedra in his travels as well, enhancing the weapons with the power to sense demonic evils and banish them from the world as well as an armor capable of resisting all but the most foul of spells. With this new equipment, Solv was ready to learn the words of hate and defeat Alduin once and for all.

Paarthurnax, one who used to be the last of his kind, stood atop the wall of draconic inscriptions and looked at the might dovahkiin with pride, but also with fear. He had quite the story to tell unto his grand children, and his dealings weren't all too pure despite his intentions. Still, the light shone upon the grounds and Solv took a deep breath.

"Dovahkiin, I have taught you what I could and have sent you to far reaches of Skyrim, yet you have discovered our kind even were they were not thought to be. For this, I thank you. You have grown strong and have not let this power cloud your judgment and truthful beliefs, and for this, the world thanks you. Now, you must gaze upon the Elder Scroll of Dragon and discover what the words that even we dare not speak are. Step within the light of the Time Wound and let the scroll show you what happened so many centuries ago."

"I...I am not certain I am ready for such a thing," Solv said with hesitation.

"Are you not dovahkiin? Are you not one who killed Miraak and used Hermaeus Mora to teach you the words to conquer a dragon? You have even stopped the vampires from engulfing the world in eternal darkness."

"How do you know of this?"

"Dovah tinvaak goes far, young one. Take your ahkrin and let it envelop you."

The Nord did just that and slammed his right hand on his chest.

"You are right! I may be dovahkiin, but I am also a Nord! We fear nothing!"

"GEH FUS! Now read the scroll. It will show you the words."

The Nord took his courage, as instructed, and stepped into the light. As he unfurled the scroll, the Time Wound broke open and could be seen through the material of the scroll. Thanks to the blessing of the moths, the dragonborn could read the scroll without fear of being permanently blinded or having his sight fail him gradually. As he viewed something within his sight, he heard a slight whisper of something. He did not know what it was. It felt as if words had been spoken that reached across countless worlds and had finally reached a dragonborn, but...these words weren't good words. Solv felt his consciousness slowly slipping away from reality as Paarthurnax seemed to be getting angry about something and seemed to be fighting against...another dragon? Alduin? No. He wasn't the most discrete and would have attacked the dragonborn first. This brightening sight soon disappeared completely as Solv Skog felt himself falling into a warm abyss of pure white light.

"Have I been killed? Am I going to Sovngarde before completing my final quest? It cannot end this way. I refuse it...but I have no energy. I cannot move," Solv thought to himself.

"You are not dead, dovahkiin," spoke a powerful voice in the aether.

"What? Who has spoken? Is it you, Mehrunes Dagon? Still furious that I tricked you into reforging the dagger?"

"N-no...You tricked him? Most impressive. Perhaps there is hope for you yet, but for now, you must remain calm. A voice has called your body through the Time Wound, and you are being sent to another world."

"What? Tell me your name first."

"I am Tiber Septim, the one you call 'Talos'."

"It is the highest honor for a Nord to by you. What are you here to tell me about that is so dangerous it requires a deity to speak to about it?"

"All I can tell you is that Alduin was not the only one to be cast across time, but the entity who is calling you now is of a terrifying origin."

"Tell me of it, and I shall slay it in the name of the Nine Divines!"

"It will not be so simple. This is a dovah of daedric origins."

"What? How is this possible?"

"I do not know. It is a secret that the daedric princes have guarded well, unfortunately. It was cursed and sent to whatever Oblivion hole that even we cannot see as we are limited to Nirn. It has often shouted for a dragonborn, but it has never succeeded. It seems that, with the tear, a shout of the past has reached you and you are being sent to his new world."

"Then what is the problem? I have fought many daedric abominations and defied many of the princes."

"Because this one requires the soul of a dovah or a dovahkiin to be reborn. You will not inhabit your own body, but you will inhabit his. I fear that you will both share the same body, but you must remain strong and suppress him."

"But...Such a fate. How am I to return to Skyrim and fulfill my duty?"

"You are reaching a point where I and the other eight cannot see or hear you, so all I can tell you is to seek the Silver Dragon. His is an entity of great age who travels often to worlds that even we do not know of and has bizarre powers. Be wary when you meet him, for he has proclaimed himself as a demon hunter and actively hunts demons when they are near him. I must go now. Be strong, dovahkiin. Not all curses destroy."

"Talos, wait! I have many more questions concerning this daedra and the Silver Dragon! Please! Come back!"

Tiber Septim did not answer, so Solv accepted his fate. As he continued to fall down, he eventually found his column of white crumble into pure darkness and, just as quickly as this happened, felt himself land painfully on something that quickly closed around him. As he grabbed the bars of his new cage, he saw two orange eyes with sparkling orange flames crackling around them. They were full of rage and hunger, but this did not deter the dragonborn. Instead, he stood up with pride and envy to combat this new foe.

"Who are you? Tell me your name at once, abomination!"

"Hahaha!" the dragon boomed.

The mouth of this beast glowed with a bright orange, illuminating his face. The dragon's head was enormous and had the same strange blackish growths that daedric armor possessed. It was unnatural and seemed inorganic."

"Nii hadrim hahnu zaam zu'u. Jul mey. Zu'u lost tiid fah daar fah pogaan eruvossetiid. Zu'u kiinpogaan naal hin siil!"

As soon as these words were spoken, words that Solv still did not know, he saw the mouth of the dragon going towards him and, finally, devouring him.

Daisypace was a growing city near the Dissirvian mountains at the border of the Griffin Kingdom. They were at the base of the giant stone pillars and were growing ever so slightly thanks to their textile making and mining. One such mining operation had started in a new vein, but this vein was special. There seemed to be a brand new red mineral that had been discovered, and a select few ponies had been chosen to mine them out very delicately.

Geode Yellow was one such pony. His yellow coat and green mane and tail had become practically gray and brown from dust and dirt while he crushed through the stone with his pickaxe. He was exhausted.

"Ugh. Why do WE have to mine this crap? It's probably just some volcanic product from long ago that isn't even worth a horseshoe," he complained as he leaned on the pickaxe and wiped his forehead.

"Because we were chosen for it. Don't forget that we unlucky sods are going to get a delicious bonus after mining at least two mine carts full of these things even if they're worthless," Dim Light answered further away.

"He's right. For every two carts we get out, we'll get around a hundred bits...each!" Blueberry added.

"A HUNDRED?!" Dull Gem shouted.

The crazed stallion began to sash violently into the stone, prompting Geode to shake his head in disapproval.

"That still doesn't save us from the crazy instability of this part of the caverns. Plus, with all the pounding that ravenous rock parasprite is doing, everything will cave in on us. And plus, why would the investors even pay that much if these things are worthless?"

"Could be worse. There could be gem spiders here. You know how they get when we try to mine," Blueberry said.

"I try not to," Geode answered with a frown.

"Poor Carrot," Dim Light looked down in sadness as he said that.

Geode Yellow sighed and readjusted his helmet.

"Well, might as well get back to work. Could you guys check the lining here? I think I'm seeing micro fractures in the mineral wall here."

As soon as the stallion finished his sentence, the cave began to shake violently, prompting the three other miners to cover their heads by instinct. Little stones and more of the transparent red rocks began to fall from the ceiling.

"What is...Hey HEY! Dull Gem! Calm down! You won't get the bits of we all die here!" Dim Light shouted.

"But there's tons more behind here! I can feel it!"

"That doesn't matter! We stopped mining there because the walls were too thin and fragile!"

The crazed pony continued anyways. The others tried to stop him, but it was too late. The ceiling collapsed on everypony, snuffing out the candles they had placed everywhere for light. They would have been crushed too, if Dim Light didn't erect a shield around them. Once the dust had cleared and the shaking stopped, he dropped the shield and nearly collapsed as well from the effort. Blueberry managed to catch him in time. After making sure he was okay, Geode turned to face Dull Gem who was still panting with his pupils shrunk. He was clutching the pickaxe between his two forelegs while he sat on his rear. He wasn't sat for long as Geode punched him in the back of the head, then lift him up and started choking him.

"What's the matter with you?! You nearly killed us. By the Destroyer, I WILL kill you!"

"B-but...l...look...!" Dull Gem struggled to say as he pointed forward.

"What? What is it?!"

"Let...Let me do it," Dim Light said.

"Are you sure you're up for this?"

"Yes. I'm certain."

"Okay. Don't force yourself."

With some concentration, the stallion managed to illuminate the cave with an orb of white light. It didn't take long for it to illuminate what looked like a crystallized stream of the red mineral. It had even trickled down the tunnel exit a bit. Geode let go of the crazy stallion and looked at the stream with amazement.

"It's a river of the minerals," Yellow said.

"And it seems we're locked in. We might have a rescue team coming soon, so I suggest we wait here in the mean time," Blueberry suggested.

"Look at this. How is such a formation possible. It's as if the stuff is blood that drained from its host's body," Geode gasped as he followed the trail.

"Geode...Wait here...It's not worth it..." Dim begged.

"I know, I just want to see how far this goes. It might lead to the sou-Oof!"

The stallion slammed against something as he was gently tapping the floor to make sure he wasn't going to fall down a hole.

"Ow. What is this? Dim, could you shine your ironically bright orb over here?"

"Aha. Another joke on my name. This coming from one whose name is just a mineral vein and a color," Dim replied.

Geode was going to reply as well, but Blueberry stopped them. The orb gently levitated in front of Geode to reveal not a wall but a dragon skull.

"A dragon skull?!" Dull Gem yelled.

"That explains the form of this source. It's crystallized dragon blood," Geode realized.

"But how did it get embedded in the rock?" Blueberry wondered.

Suddenly, an orange light began to shine behind Yellow with a mind numbing hum. Turning around, he saw that the creature's eyes had somehow reformed.

"By the Creator, it's alive?!" Geode shouted.

Unfortunately for the poor stallion, he was crushed under the skeletal claw of the dragon as it pushed its claws down through the stone. The cave began to cave in once more, but it did so in a violent manner. Outside, a rescue team had already begun to dig through the wreckage, but the violent tremors caused them to work even harder. They didn't know what was about to rise out of the mountain. With one violent explosion, the dragon skeleton blasted through the stone, throwing many blocks onto nearby buildings and unfortunate passer-bys.

"What in the Abyss is that?!" a mare shouted.

The skeleton moved and twisted slowly as flesh began to reform onto it like a misty shadow. Once it finally began to form around the skull yelled:

"Zu'u los Dinoksildov. Pah dovve faas zu'u, fah zu'u dinok do dovah ahrk dovahkiin!"

It then looked at the town below and, once more, shouted:

"Yol Toor Shul!"

An inferno of flame erupted from the muzzle, engulfing the small city and its residents in flesh-searing flame.

Author's Notes:

For those who need it (and because I'm not exactly sure I'm using it right) here's where I got the words of dovah tinaak

Here's what I intended with the first sentence (you have to rough it)

"Nii hadrim hahnu zaam zu'u. Jul mey. Zu'u lost tiid fah daar fah pogaan eruvosse. Zu'u kiinpogaan naal hin siil!"

"It thinks to command me. Foolish human. I have waited for this for many centuries (years time). I am reborn by your soul!"