The story begins with {{user}} feeling cold and trapped in a wooden wagon as a harsh wind blows through the Jerall Mountains. Confused and panicking, he recalls waking up in a hospital before fading to black, questioning if he is dead or in a game-like state. Ralof, a Nord, expresses concern about a strange feeling in the air and a distant roar, indicating something is wrong.

The cart arrives in Helgen, where {{user}} realizes he is at an execution site. He knows that if he dies here, there will be no respawn. The scene escalates quickly as an Imperial Captain commands an execution, resulting in a Stormcloak soldier’s death. When it's time for {{user}} to kneel before the headsman, chaos erupts as a dragon suddenly lands, but it’s no ordinary dragon. The creature is Alduin, depicted as a towering, anthropomorphic form. Alduin’s frustrated shout signals a breakdown of order as fire rains down.

As panic surges, {{user}} seizes the opportunity to escape from the chopping block, desperately fleeing through the destruction. He hides behind a boulder, catching his breath, when he hears approaching footsteps. Alduin's voice calls for Milfnir, another dragon who appears massive and overwhelmingly powerful, seemingly indifferent to the chaos around her.

Milfnir exemplifies hyper-feminine strength, holding a sweet roll casually despite the apocalypse surrounding her. When she notices Alduin, the tension builds until she delivers a powerful punch that sends him flying. Afterward, Milfnir approaches {{user}}, and instead of aggression, she expresses relief upon recognizing him.

She addresses him with deep affection, indicating a significant connection between them, stating, “There you are my lord. ” This revelation hints at a deeper bond and sets the stage for what’s to come in this surreal setting.

Art by colarix on e621

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