"Hey, you. You're finally awake."

Choice and Chance. Both can send the universe down different paths. One universe into two, alternative universes. And there are so many times to chose, so much left to chance….

"You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there."

But not all create universes. Only sometimes, when the walls between universes are thin, or an important choice is to be made, or by chance the world is changed, does the universe split.

"Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen that horse and been halfway to Hammerfell."

And sometimes… it hangs on one moment, one place. Many, many universes funnel into a single point in space and time, and come out changed….

"You there... You and me, we shouldn't be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants."

What came before does not necessarily control what comes after….

"We're all brothers and sisters in binds now, thief."

But what comes after hangs on that pivotal moment...

"Shut up back there!"

Sometimes the focus is filled by a being, any being...

"And what's wrong with him, huh?"

Who steps forward into the space destiny has carved for them...

"Watch your tongue. You're speaking to Ulfric Stormcloak, the true High King."

That space can be filled by any amount of different beings, in all the universes streaming through that one point….

"Ulfric? The Jarl of Windhelm? You're the leader of the rebellion. But if they've captured you... Oh gods, where are they taking us?"

All unique, but the same...

"I don't know where we're going, but Sovngarde awaits."

All with the same destiny…

but what happens between destiny, and that single point….

Is the choice of the individual….

The prisoner cart rattled into Helgen. It halted in the courtyard, and the prisoners disembarked. One panicked and ran; he didn't get far before the archers shot him down. Hadvar sighed, and turned to the last prisoner. As he realised they weren't on the list… the world began to twist and change, without notice.

"Wait. You there. Step forward."

The wandering son, returning home….

"Who are you?"

"Arlek Stout-Shield. Nord, obviously"

Hadvar nodded sadly. "You picked a bad time to come home to Skyrim, kinsman."

"You think so?" the Nord said, his muscles straining as he tried to break his bounds…

The traveling mage, looking for knowledge…

"Who are you?"

"Elyn Woodwing, Breton. Where are my spell books?"

"You from Daggerfall, Breton? Fleeing from some court intrigue?"

"Ha ha, no, in actual fact I'm a mage. You better not have done anything with my books, or there will be trouble."

"Miss, I don't think that will be much concern to you soon…"

The fleeing thief, wishing to forget…

"Who are you?"

"Dar'Eldar… Khajiit."

"You with one of the trade caravans, Khajiit? Your kind always seems to find trouble."

"I prefer to think trouble finds us."

"Like in someone else's house?"

"Once or twice, once or twice…."

The mindless orc, banished from even its kin…

"Who are you?"

"uhh…. Trog…. Oriss…. Oris… Orc."

"You from one of the strongholds, Orc? How did you end up here?"

"In cart."

"Er… right. Why were you… in the cart?"

"... not sure…. bad thing."


The broken High Elf, wanting vengence…

"Who are you?"

"Gerrick Jorius. Altmer"

You're not with the Thalmor Embassy, are you, high elf? No, that can't be right..."

"Indeed." The Elf gave Hadvar a thin lipped style. "Believe me, I would prefer to die before I called myself Thalmor… again."

"Er… okay, I guess. I'll remember that for the record..."

The ambitious Dark Elf, seeking glory...

"Who are you?"

"Hala T'rizone. Dunmer"

"Another refugee? Gods really have abandoned your people, dark elf."

"Prehaps. I plan to go on living my way regardless."

"You plans maybe be cut short, I'm afraid…"

The tinkering dwarf, seeking the truth…

"Who are you?"

"Rusak Bronze-Gear. Dwemer."

"A Dwarf? Don't see many of you outside your holes."

"Looks like I'm facing another hole in while, hmmm? I'm only sad that I never got to finish my research."

"What are you researching? Anything interesting?"

"Not really. Just the possibility of alternative universes…."

Many more step forward, into the mantel of the Dragonborn. Each unique, but the same. Each gains the same destiny, to defeat the World Eater…. but some….

Some create their destiny.

"Who are you?"

"Volk Dragon-King."


"Believe me," the Nord said grinning, "It won't be long before you understand that name."

"Er… I think not, actually…"

"Ha! With what is coming, you will soon understand that name very, very well…"

And when a destiny is forged, in that pivotal moment…

All the universes, in that pivotal moment, are bound together.

For a destiny forged a Dragonborn who hungers power, and control, affects all worlds….

Universal Observer System Report 99982143

Focal point detected

Type: Dragonborn Emergence

Priority: High

Location: Tamriel, Skyrim, Helgen

Local Time: 4 Era, 201, 17th of the Last Seed, Sundas, 9: 13

Unlimited number of universes entered focal point

Unlimited number of universes exited focal point

1 irregularity in Universal Flow detected

Type: Irregular Destiny created

Threat Level to other Universes: High

Possible end result: ERROR - Total Rule Theory - Theoretically impossible

Chance of end result: 87%

Recommended Action: Termination of Irregularity by -Clockwork Soldier Model: Integration-

Proceed with action: Y/N

No option selected in 300 D-Beats. Searching for duty officer.

No duty officer detected. Alerting off-duty officer.

No off-duty officer found. Alerting High Council

Link to High Council: Not Found

Decision System activated: Y

No active -Clockwork Soldier Model: Integration- found. Reverting to use of -Clockwork Soldier Model: Centurion-

No active -Clockwork Soldier Model: Centurion- found.


4 -Clockwork Soldier- units found active in city. None can be used for deployment.

Error- Unknown situation

Error- No on duty technicians to fix Error


Error- No sign of possible technicians found

Error- No Living beings found in city


Default setting engaged: Continuing observation

Hey everyone. What we have here is just an idea I had, which if enough people are interested in, may turn into a full blown story. Maybe. I can't guarantee that, or that if I do make the story it will come out frequently, as I'm just going into sixth form. Still it could be interesting.

If you have any questions about the story, ask and I will try to answer them without giving away what would happen in the follow up to this.