Disclaimer: I do not own Skyrim, MCU, or any other anime/novel/manga that I may use.
Chapter 1:
Have you ever heard of the five-minute theory? It's a theory that states that everything we know, the world, the universe, and even our very selves came into existence only five minutes ago. Just like a movie or a dream, it all began not more than five minutes ago.
Well, that's how I'm feeling right now.
I woke up to find myself standing in an alleyway, dressed in a robe, holding a letter in my hand, and having an incredibly bad headache.
"Fuck, my head!" (???)
With a wave of my hand, I unconsciously conjured a chair and sat down while holding my head in pain.
Two sets of memories were hitting me like a train.
'I'm an orphan college dropout working at a liquor store and a huge Skyrim fan?'
'No, I'm the Dragonborn, son of Akatosh, champion of Azura, Archmage of Winterhold, and thane of most of the holds of Skyrim.'
I rubbed my forehead as I tried to make sense of what was going on.
My first set of memories told me about Skyrim, the game, and my second set was showing me that I really lived in Skyrim.
It was a baffling experience, and I didn't know what to make of this situation until I realized I was holding a letter in my off-hand.
I tore it open and started reading.
[ Hey man!
I'm sure you're pretty confused right now but hang on, and I'll explain.
First off, you died. In fact, your entire planet died.
You see, my wife and I are ascended gods on a much larger scale than you would understand. We have a hobby in making divine liquor, and just a little while ago, we made something a bit stronger than even we could handle and got pissed drunk.
We also tend to get VERY horny when drunk, and as you might imagine, we went at it like wild animals. In our state, we ended up breaking through the barriers of many lower worlds, and to be straight with you, we were too rough for the planets we landed on.
We crashed into your planet, and it broke apart and imploded on itself. The good news is that everyone died instantly, so no one experienced any real pain. The bad news is that our energy wiped out the souls of around 99.99% of the planet. Less than ten souls managed to survive by pure luck, that's somewhere around a .0000001% chance. (AN: I googled that number.)
So... in a way, you should marvel at your luck.
Right. That was rude, my bad man, I really don't get that drunk that often and it's usually much contained than this incident.
Anyway, when my wife and I regained clarity, we were saddened by what we caused and tried to repay at least a little to the lucky souls who survived.
We searched the memories of each soul and decided to fulfill the wishes of each of you before sending you all off to worlds that you dreamed of.
Now, that brings us to you. It seemed you were quite firmly attached to that Skyrim game, so after a bit of thinking, I recreated an exact replica of your game avatar with all its abilities and turned the life of the avatar into reality. You should have all the memories of the Dragonborn from a young child to around a year after you defeated Alduin and all the good and bad you experienced along the way.
I must say, you were quite the detail-orientated gamer. It helped me remake everything as closely as I could.
However, I did have to change a few things.
- Unless you somehow end up in the Skyrim world, you do not have to worry about any of their gods. I completely severed any connection they could use to trace back to you.
- You can still summon creatures from Oblivion. I recreated a small dimension that holds such beings that you can summon from, they have no connection to the original gods of that world.
- Your game inventory still works, but I modified it a little. You only have to think about your inventory, and you will know everything that is in it. There is no max capacity, but the more you put in it, the more weight you will have to carry around. I didn't cancel the weight limit altogether since I can't have you storing a planet-sized rock for fun. Play with it for a while to get used to it, and you should be fine.
- Inside your inventory, you have a unique item. It's your fully furnished Skyrim home! Yes, you're not homeless! I know you truly loved your Lakeview Manor home and even ended up slightly modding it to make it perfect. In your memories, you will discover that every mod you made in your first life was built with your own hands in your Skyrim life. I recreated the home, expanded it to about three times the original size, and moved a few things around because it's no longer a game. You can't have a smelter in your basement without ventilation, among other things. It does not weigh anything inside your inventory, and you can place it down wherever you want, enjoy. While it is in your inventory, you may remove any items from the house, BUT, a fair warning, once you take something out, its weight will be counted in your inventory, you can't put it back unless you take out your house. P.S. I left a gift inside for you.
- Because of your dragon soul, you're currently a demigod. Outside of your shouts, it realistically gives you increased durability, mental abilities, vitality, lifespan, and a few other things. I would suggest practicing restraint on 'squishy mortals.'
- Your magicka, stamina, and health are in game terms set to around 1000 points for each. Yes, your OP, but that was what you achieved with your avatar by leveling up hundreds of times, and now you have the memories of every hard-won battle that resulted in such results. It's not so fun now that you remember all that pain and loss, is it? At least you get to enjoy life now though.
- Your inventory is currently empty except for some small things. Everything else is inside your manor. If you want more potion ingredients, soul gems or metal ore, get them yourself. In your basement, you will find three pairs of doors. One leads to a series of mines with every kind of metal ore, it will refill every other day. One leads to a gem deposit mine for soul gems and other stones. And the final one is a sort of pocket dimension filled with fertile land and enclosed species of animals you will need for potion ingredients and other uses. As for the plants, grow them yourself, I gave you all the necessary seeds.
This is cool, right? No need to think about your old life, go enjoy your new one as an OP demigod!
A few final notes for you.
You had a lot of worlds you wanted to go to, so I just picked one randomly. Congratulations! You're in the Marvel MCU world!
I know, I know, this is a bullshit world in your opinion, but hear me out for a sec.
For one, the cosmic beings of death, life (or phoenix), fate, and such beings do indeed exist BUT, they are not personified or have an ego. They legit don't care about earth or any world in particular. They are more like an AI or heavenly law that has a single function, and together, they run that universe, just that universe. Anything that says otherwise is bullshit. There are many gods at levels you can't comprehend that follow the Dao of death or life, and they have never met such a cosmic being in person in your lower worlds. And yes, the Marvel MCU world, among many others, is a lower world.
That girl Jean, the one touched by a phoenix in Marvel. They really think a fucking cosmic being became interested in a tiny lifeform because she tried to save someone? Really? I swear, people are so full of themselves. She just gained the attention of a passing phoenix who made a familiar bond with her. There are many of the weaker variety of them, like in the Harry Potter world. That old cripple is killing her because he didn't understand the bond and sealed it out of fear.
Anyway, you don't have to worry about those beings.
You're also a fucking demigod, so on a base level, without any skills or powers, your similar to Thor, who has to continually hold back for fear of killing mortals and he could survive in space, you shouldn't worry too much about getting killed. A funny note for you is that since you picked Nord as your race, you actually look a bit like Thor.
If you combine both sets of memories, you're around fifty years old, but you currently look like someone in their late twenties. You will age very slowly, but your soul is divine, so you might want to look into fixing that if you want to be immortal.
I dropped you into the world a few years before Tony Stark becomes iron man, so you have some time to get settled. I also enchanted the armor you're currently wearing, the Saviors Hide, to change and look like anything you want, it's not the greatest for real armor though so beware.
I hope you enjoy your new life and, once again, my bad about your past life.
P.S. I know life can be boring without direction, so I'll give you an optional quest, gather all the infinity stones, and think about contacting me, and I'll give you a fun gift.
Also, I may sometimes throw some exotic liquor your way every now and then. It's a real honor for those who know about me. Some even call it a divine blessing, haha.
Sincerely,
Wolfe, the god of &X<$*&^.]
".... I feel conflicted."
I want to be excited, sad, angry, happy, and a multitude of other things right now.
"*Sigh* Let's deal with my current problems, and then I'll take the time to digest all of this."
I stood up, conjured a full body mirror, and examined myself.
'Hm… my memories of Skyrim are much more pronounced than my past life. I can't even recall how I looked in that life, so I'm much happier and more comfortable with this body.'
Standing at around 2 meters tall with a strong buff Nord build, strands of silvery charcoal hair framed my face and fell down to the end of my neck.
I was bulky in a handsome and wild predator sort of way.
The thing that stood out the most was my slightly glowing amber eyes with slits, and the three claws mark scar over my left eye.
The scar was similar to Shanks from One piece but a bit more realistic.
If you were wondering about the mirror, the Skyrim game was a bit different from real life. They got the majority of things right, but a few things were vastly different without the game mechanics.
Magic, for example, was a bit freer than the game makes it out to be.
(AN: I'll explain the differences when they come up so bear with me.)
While I have read every spell tome from the game, once you become familiar with something like conjuration, the easier it is to get the idea behind the magic. Just as one casts the spell to conjure a sword or bow, one can conjure many different shapes. Things like a chair or mirror are simple as long as you have a sharp mental image. It does waste a bit of magicka since it's not in a spell form, but by the time a mage is skilled enough, they have enough magicka to play around and experiment as they like.
Moving on, I was currently wearing the Saviors Hide in a robe form, but if the letter meant what it said, I could make it whatever I want with a thought.
Considering I'm in the modern era, I switched over to some casual clothes. A pair of black slacks, leather shoes, a loose button-down shirt with the top open, and a sports jacket.
Don't ask me how a torso armor switches to covering my whole body, I didn't enchant it.
"Now, I'll deal with the details of the letter and my jumbled memories later, let's see where I am and try to get a handle on my situation. Then I'll find a place to put down my house and make a game plan, I'm in fucking Marvel MCU, what a weird feeling."
With an idea of what to do, a mix of emotions, and a sense of determination to accomplish my first goal, I took my first step into this new world!
'What was the quote? A journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step?'
Unfortunately, my first step ended up being right into a circular portal on the ground and resulted in me falling on my ass into a chair in a comfortable wooden room with a teapot set up on a table in front of me and sitting on the other side was a bald woman in a golden robe.
"Hello traveler, I am called the ancient one, please state your purpose." (Ancient one)
I only had a single thought at this moment.
'Fuck.'