Elder Scrolls Universe の小説・ストーリー

Arius gaze flickered to my hands a couple of times before they settled on my face. “I can give you an army but when you return, you will not be allowed a part in fighting, this way, I can guarantee that your position will always be secured and besides, you will be okay. They are not undead creatures. They just have a collective thought and power beyond what any of us can imagine. This is the best offer I can give you.” “I want my army with no strings attached, I am tired of your extra terms which keeps increasing without stopping.” I gritted out.

Oh, cruel fate. She didn't ask for it this time. Probably scared I knew her secret. Gems weren’t supposed to be out in public and if I told on her then she could get into trouble. But still, thinking back to my knowledge about Gems, they weren’t evil creatures. They were just unnaturally outstanding, beauty and body wise. Not very clever. Even though I didn't like Gems, I wasn't heartless. Well, not entirely. I picked up the lip gloss and handed it back to her. Only it wasn't her.

Trajyr stepped forward, coming as close as he could to his King before speaking. "Be aware, my King," Trajyr spoke in a low voice. "There are Elves on the council who are not happy about your changes. They feel those times are over and are beginning to speak… dangerous thoughts." "Go," Lorcan nodded towards the door. "Don't let them see you stayed back. Thank you for your warning." The silver-haired Elflord disappeared quickly and silently into the hall. Lorcan and Niamh left the room with General Aengus, who graciously excused himself and left them to walk to their chambers alone.

Elara’s POV The world around me blurred, shifting between reality and something beyond. One moment, I stood amidst the shattered remains of the stone, Kael's voice a distant echo. The next, a pull—like invisible hands dragging me—tore me away from the battlefield. Darkness enveloped me. Then, suddenly—light. A vast, endless expanse stretched before me, glowing with an ethereal silver mist. The air shimmered, heavy with an ancient presence. A soft hum vibrated through the realm, powerful yet calming.

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

“I need to get to the bottom of this. We need samples, data, whatever we can get our hands on.” But it wasn’t that simple. Over the next few weeks, the world began to unravel. The virus didn’t just spread—it mutated. Each day, it seemed like it was evolving in ways no one had predicted. And the survivors—those who had managed to survive the fever—weren’t the same. They looked like shells of their former selves, with a hunger in their eyes that wasn’t human. They had become creatures driven by something primal. Something terrifying.

I saw the crystal pillar in the North, glowing with a faint, trapped violet light. I realized that the "Forever Mine" contract hadn't just bound me to Kaelen. It had bound us to the fate of the world. We were no longer just a family; we were the wardens of an epoch. "Kaelen?" I murmured, drifting toward sleep. "I'm here, Elara." "The Elder was wrong about one thing." "What’s that?" "The stars aren't the ones I'm worried about," I said, thinking of the solar gold in Aero’s eyes and the void-black in my own hair. "It's what we’re becoming that scares me."

"We gave you the canvas. We gave you the ink. If you can't figure out the plot by now, you deserve to be canceled." The girl flinched. Marcus lowered his head. "She's right," Marcus whispered. "The era of the Firstborn is over. The era of the Blackwood begins." "No." I gripped Elodie's hand tighter. "The era of the human ends. That’s all. Just be kind to the wolves, Marcus. And don't let anyone buy a suit." "A suit?" Marcus frowned. "Never mind." I looked back at Elodie. The light was fading from the sky. The bruising purple was turning to a deep, absolute black. The stars in this world weren't distant suns; they were the eyes of the ones we’d lost, watching from the moon.

The two marks answered each other. A wave of energy spread through the chamber. The memories floating among the branches began moving. I saw worlds being born. I saw the first Moon Goddess. I saw the first laws. I saw countless versions of reality. And standing at the center of them all... Was Elara. She walked through each world. Watching. Learning. Choosing. Never ruling. Never controlling. Never becoming a queen. "Why have I never heard of you?" I asked. Elara's smile faded. "Because I was erased."

It is said that the five nations were also once part of the Elshire forest, our ancestors long before us explored as deep as they could into the Elshire forest unraveling phenomenons and fighting different species of monsters It is rumored that there could be another country far beyond ours in the Elshire forest. But it has just been myths and speculations. I’ve never been there but I feel drawn to that place ever since I got this curse. Something just calls me there. I know I can get incredibly strong if I’m opportuned to be there…I just know it. “Elsa?” “Yes?” I was so lost in my thoughts, I didn’t know Oliver had been calling my name. “Are you okay? You seem absent, Ser Godfrey is talking