'Hello darkness, my old friend.' I thought to myself as I floated around in the dark abyss. It was weird. I felt like I was floating in water, except I couldn't hear anything, feel anything, or move any limbs. It was just me, alone in the dark void, crippled for god knows how long.

I knew I shouldn't have read that stupid book. In fact, I should have burned the book when I had the chance. Don't get me wrong, I did enjoy have an artifact from a game that may be real. But the last thing I need was some demons running around the place, killing anything in site. Equestria, and the world of Midgard, already has enough problems with the caribou.

'Could I be....dead'. No, that can't be. I mean, I just got to this new world. I couldn't be dead right away. Besides, I'm to young to die. I still have a life to live.

'So this is what death is like, huh?' I thought it would be more.......meaningful or something.' I imagine some of the things that has happened while I was away, like my brother looking for me while he and his friends are stuck in the city. Hell, maybe my parents already knew that I was missing. Or possibly dead. Or worse.

Then, I saw something. A light at the edge of the darkness. It grew bigger and bigger, until the entire realm was engulfed in brightness.

I groaned as I tried to open my eyes. Everything was a blur, the brightness of the room didn't make it much better either. I closed my eyes and rubbed them with my knuckles. After about a minute of that, I opened them for a second time. The blurriness was gone, but the room was still bright. I blinked for a couple of times before the brightness was toned down a little. I brought myself up and looked around the room I was in.

I was in a bedroom of sorts, that much was certain. However, it wasn't just any ordinary room. The room itself was very clean, the white tiles shine as the sun. To the right of me, there was a small pool, with a waterfall coming from above. The water itself was crystal clear, not like the ones that I've seen on Earth or Midgard. To the left of be were some cabinets that were close to the wall. There was also a fire place behind me, still burning with fire. A small table is next to the fire place with two cups and a pitcher. Next to the fire, three swords were presented upon the small rack. Below them was a chest with the same style as the outer layer of the fire place. Another table was also right next to the weapon racket. The table and its chairs were wooden, thought it was a little bigger than the one next to the fire place. On its table were two cups of mysterious content, two plates with food on it, and the Mysterium Xarxes laying on the table.

I slowly got up from the bed, which was surprisingly comfortable. I was like one of those memory foamed beds back on Earth. The sheet itself was a smooth red silk that makes you want to just stay in bed. But I wasn't tempted by the concept. I was thirsty, after all. I groaned as my head was pounding like there's no tomorrow. I slowly went down some small steps that surrounded the bed. I could hear the sound of the water falling into the small pool. Once I reached the bottom, I had a massive pain shot through my head. I lead against a pillar as I rubbed my temples. This sudden pain never happened to me before. Maybe I was using too much magic? I heard from Lyra when we were traveling that when you use too much magic, your body is being drained of its contents and can hurt you. She tried that once when she was trying to clean her friends house.

Suffice to say, the house was burned down, but they survived.

Once the pain had subsided, I walked toward the table, the smell of cooked meat made my mouth water. I hadn't eaten anything for hours. Once I got to the table and sat down in one of the chairs, I scan the contents on the table. There was two chicken legs on my plate and a bowl of pasta, with some salad on the side. It all looked hot and fresh, like it was made moments ago.

Of course, my mind was giving me alarms. One the one hand, I was in a completely different place than the Everfree Forest. However, if someone did capture me, I would have been thrown into a cell and not a room. It seemed like something from a scary movie of sorts. The moment I start to sit down and eat, something is going to come in and kill me. Or worse. However, I was also remind that I was vanished. I had eaten anything for hours, since this whole thing began. It would be a waste to not eat something.

'Ah, screw it.'

I sat down and started to dig in. I grabbed one of the chicken legs and some pasta, along with some salad. Let me tell you, once I taken a bit out of the chicken, I felt that I was in heaven. I moaned as the food was eaten and swallowed in my mouth. I grabbed the pitcher and poured myself something to drink, which turned out to be water. I drank the water to wash down the food.

Before I knew it, I already cleaned up the entire plate of food and gone for seconds. After some time, the only things on my plate were six bones and some strings of pasta. My stomach looked like it was ready to pop like a balloon. I closed my eyes in bliss to rest a bit, with a goofy grin on my face.

"Looks like your awake."

I opened my eyes, and turned to the source of the voice.

My heart stopped immediately what I saw.

Right in front of me, in the flesh, was a Dremora. A real one. Thought there was a lot of difference from him than the ones from the game. The skin on his face was a mixture of black and red. Both of his eyes were grey, with his left eye having a scar running down it. The armor that he wore looks like the ones in Skyrim when you either summon one or make the armor. He had a crown on his head that looks like the ones the Jarl's in Skyrim wear to symbolized their authority. His horns are like those of a ram. His hair is raven-black.

"Now that you are awake, we need to have a talk." He said. His voice sounded normal, which was strange since the Dremora are known for having disoriented robot-like voice.

Now someone in my position would have been scared shitless. But to be honest, this didn't surprised me at all. After everything that has happened, from arriving to another planet, from being attacked by furries that want to rape any females they see, to magic, I decided to just 'roll with it', as it were. However, I was still a bit scared of what the Dremora is going to do to me.

"W-who are you?!?" I said, sounding a bit scare so as to not arouse suspicion. I already know what he is, but I just want to make sure.

He sent a glare my way, obviously trying to size me up. "My name is Kathutet, permanent ruler of this realm, and I have some....questions for you."

"So let me get this straight," He said, one of his armored hands rubbing his temple, his eyes shut in concentration. "You bought this book, the most powerful artifact created by our Prince, from a mysterious vendor in a 'convention' for twenty dollars, and the next thing you knew you arrive in some other world filled with Kha'jiit-type people?"

We arrive in what I assume would be the throne room. Like the bedroom I was in, this room had a familiar style. White marble glistened the floor and the walls, with some green glass in the outer layers of the walls. On top of the sets of steps, was the throne for the ruler of Paradise. Behind said throne, is a large garden with different planets and trees I've never seen before. Dremora guards were standing at attention, some holding the handles of their swords. Two other Dremora were presented as well, flanking me from both sides. Although the Dremora are all the same color, the differences are in the eyes and hair. The one that flanked me on the left had white hair that is tied to a pony tail with black eyes, while his friend had short black hair with green eyes. It seemed to make sense if they can tell the difference to each other.

I nodded. "Yeah, that's.....it in a nutshell." I was kind of surprised that he wanted to talk to me instead of killing me. I learned throught the game that the Dremora are a war-like race that proudly serve Dagon. To take a human alive.........well, its just weird.

There was a moment of silence that followed. I saw Kathutet with an expression on his face. If there was one thing to describe his face, it would be one of disappointment. Honestly, who could blame him? I just bought an artifact from the hands of a normal merchant.

This lead me to think about that guy. Did he know about the artifact? Where did he get it from? Did he even know that it was cursed? All questions and no answers. Thought, the guy that did sell me it did seem a little...how do I put this.......wrong. I mean, I was getting a strange vive from him when I did see him. Like he just went to Hell and made a deal with the Devil, then screwed the Devil over some serious money and walked away from it alive.

".....That's just dumb."

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the Daedra that was next to me (Bilifulag, I think his name is), as all the others were just looking at him with different expressions.

I sighed. "Look, I know this own thing is stupid, but-"

"Oh, no. I get that someone sold a powerful artifact. But why twenty 'dollars'? I would have sold it for thirty 'dollars'."

'....what?'

The other one that flanked me, Jebrus, stared at his friend with a dead pan expression. "What the hell do you mean?"

"Look," Bilifulag said, trying to explain his opinion to his breatheren. "we know that the Mysterium Xarxes is written by our master, and given to Mankar Cameron. It helps him create his Paradise, which we call home. So if we sell it for thirty or forty dollars more-"

"Enough!" Kathutet shout from his throne, glaring down at him. "We will not sell something that belongs to us. Get that through your thick head!" I could tell that he was mad at his comrades, and I would feel the same way myself if some would talk about selling a powerful artifact that belonged to Dagon.

Bilifulag nearly cringed at his outburst. "All right! All right! Sorry! Geeez!"

A deadly silenced filled the air after that outburst. I could almost feel the intense magic building inside Kathutet, ready to unleash it in front of Bilifulag.

"Soooo." I started to speak, trying to change the subject before they did anything drastic. "What's going to happen to me now?"

Kathutet looked at me with one of curiosity, even if he didn't show it. "Normally, any human we find in our realm would be killed on site, as we have done for sometime. We've dealt with mages, dark wizards and cultist that wanted to control Gaiar Alata. But they failed to do this without the necessary items. However," He stood up from his throne and walked down the set of stairs. "you have found the very thing that created this place. It is written by our master, Mehrunes Dagon, and given to Mankar Camoran, leader of the Mythic Dawn, as a place for his family and fellow cultist." He stops right in front of me, sizing me up. "Unfortunately, the Imperials found out about my master's plan and send the Blades after the cult. They're so-called 'Hero' killed Mankar. If he is killed, then Paradise disappears. However, thanks to my quick thinking and a couple of mages, we placed a spell on it to save the realm."

"A spell on the realm itself?" I asked him. I was quite curious as to how they pulled it of. "How did you do it?"

"It wasn't hard. I just had to sacrifice a few Immortals."

I looked right behind me at our newcomer standing in the hallway. He wore the same armor as the rest of them, but he had a hood over his face. He carried a daedric staff with him, like any other wizard I've seen in movies or T.V. shows. His hood concealed what he looks like, but his eyes were frost blue, with years of intelligent in them.

"Ah, Xucruroth. Glad of you to join us." Kathutet greeted this newcomer with a casual greeting. "How are things in the realm?"

"Controlled mostly. Nothing has changed except for a disturbance I felt earlier." He looked at me with a look of interest. "I assume this is one?"

Kathutet nodded. "Yes. Apparently, he found the Mysterium Xarxes and entered the realm."

"I see." He murmured as he inspected me, his frosty eyes scanning me. "And did you procure this book, human?"

"I-I bought it from some guy that was selling it." I answered quickly. I was totally scared right now because of him. He gave off a sinister vive, which was no surprised considering he is a powerful mage of sorts.

He looked at me as if I told a worse joke in history. His expression remained neutral, which surprised me. I though he would be mad like the rest of them. Or at least upset.

"Well then, human." He started to say. "Since you now have the book, that now makes you the new ruler of the realm."

".......what?" My eyes widened and my jaws almost literally dropped to the floor when he said those words. Even the Dremora in the room were surprised by this as well.

He shifted his weight, hold the staff with both hands. "You see, me and several other mages casted a spell over this very realm. It released this place from Mankar Cameron's control. Anyone that has the Mysterium Xarxes and can read it clearly can become the official ruler of the realm." He stated. He shifted his attention to Kathutet. "The book he has is real. I've sensed its power the moment I stepped into the palace."

"What a minute. Isn't Kathutet ruler of this realm?" I asked. He said that he rules over the Daedra in this realm.

Kathutet snorted "Please. As if I want to rule over these idiots. I just maintain this realm until someone with the book comes and rules it."

"Oook." I murmured, still trying to rap my head around all of this. "Just....what do I do if I accepted ownership of the realm?"

"Everything." Xucruroth said from my side. I turned my head to look at him and listened. "Although the realm itself is small, we do have an army for you to call upon, should you find yourself in a situation. You will also have some magic at your disposal, as well as some war beasts in our realm."

My head felt light as I tried to come to terms with everything. My brain was still trying to catch up on what he said. Me, a ruler over an Oblivion Realm? It has to be a joke of sorts. This has to be some sort of joke. I love the Elder Scroll series, including the Daedric Princes. They were powerful beyond any creature that ever lived, have their own realms to rule in, and don't give a shit about anyone. To have my own realm? It would be so cool! I can what to tell Lyra and Bon Bon about this. They would be so-

'Oh shit!' I thought. 'I forgot about them!' I've been so caught up with all of what's happening, that I forgot that I was hunt for some food for us. They must be worried sick for me!

Taking a deep breath, I calmly looked at them. "Look, I would love nothing more than to say yes. But I have to get going."

Kathutet looked a me in confusion. "Why is that?"

"Because," I started to explain. "I have some....'people' that are depending on me to survive. And I need to get back to then." I rubbed the back of my neck with one of my hands. "This is all going too fast for me. Can you give me some time to think about it."

Kathutet looked at me for a moment, like I have decided to give away ten billion dollars to some orphanage. After some time, he nodded. "I understand." He motioned for the guards that flanked me. They stepped up and bowed to him. "I want you to escort him back to his realm." He looked a me once again. "Use the book again, should you consider our offer."

I nodded. Bilifulag and Jebrus flanked me once again and started marching out, with me behind them. One of the guards opened the door for us, leading us to the outside world of Paradise.

Let me tell you this. It was beautiful.

The Paradise seemed to pale in comparison to the one in Oblivion. The colors of both they sky and the ground were vibrant. Healthy-looking trees swayed in the wind. The sun itself was more colorful that the one from Earth. The sky itself is light blue, with a hint of color to some clouds. I found out that the palace was in a mountain overlooking the entire realm. The snow off the ground were more white than the ones I've seen from Earth. The pine trees were more exotic and colorful, with light brown settings and light green pines. It was all some mesmerizing. I could just stay on this mountain for some time and watch the sun.

I was snapped out of my trance by a finger poking me on the shoulder. I saw Jebrus with an annoyed expression on his face as he waited for me to move. I continued walking, with both of them flanking by my side once again.

As we continued to climb down the small mountain. I was still trying to rap my head around all of this. This place, and the residents within, are real. The game that I played was real. The Dremora.....are real. And now I've been given a chance to rule over the realm, to actually lead an army of demons that were made to serve a god.

'Just what the hell have I gotten myself into?'

Author's Notes:

Sorry if it took so long. School has started for me, I have a job and I'm working on my other stories. You can't expect fast updates like some stories.