#evil!voryn

Part 6 here

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Nerevar: *steps back into his office with a deep and heavy sigh as he closes the door. His communion with Boethia silent. And Azura too far gone to answer his call* I don’t understand… *rubs his face leaning against the door as he recalls his dream, Mephala strung up within red mountain, her body split open and her heart beating in place of the heart of creation* if she was the one responsible, why was she-

*creak*

Nerevar: *immediately snaps to attention, drawing his lance and casting detect life… but sensing nothing* … gods im tired… *sets his lance down and walks to his desk before pausing as he sees the door to his safe unlocked but not open* huh? *quickly opens it up and sighs with relief to find Vivec’s spear still inside, where Beyte Fyr had placed it… but next to it, a familiar golden mask with three eyes whose mere presence sent shivers down his spine* Wh-what?… *reaches in with a trembling hand, picking it up and staring at it in shock* how did-

“You freed me. From the curse she’d condemned me to.”

Nerevar: *drops the mask and spins around in shock to see… Voryn… alive, his long dark hair tucked behind his, and his skin just as good as the precious metals adorning him, contrasting the red paint decorating it beautifully, exactly how he remembered him… his closest friend* voryn? I- I’m dreaming. I have to be. Or I’ve lost my min- *blinks and shivers as voryn suddenly appears right in front of him, the councillors slender and soft hands sliding up his armoured shoulders to his neck, and slowly creeping up a little further to hold his face lovingly as his lips falter so close to his own* Mephala wanted us dead. She wanted me dead. But now I’m free, we’re free… we can be together… together at last… *leans in closer pressing his lips to the other chimers, his skin cold against nerevars, his touch cold, his body cold… no pulse. No heart.*

Nerevar: *closes his eyes and moans softly into the kiss, wanting for a moment to give in and reach out to take hold of him, but ultimately deciding to not feed into his dreams as he opens his eyes and stifles a scream seeing Voryns skin now grey, and three red eyes, locked onto his* WHAT IN-

???: neht?

Nerevar: *jolts awake to find himself at his desk, his neck and back aching as he lifts his head from the scattered parchment he’d fallen asleep reading* Ah- wh-what? I- huh- *freezes seeing a familiar figure standing at his door, Vivec* Vehk, what are you doing up? You need to be-

Vivec: *walks quietly from the door, past his desk and to the safe, before bending down before it and picking up the mask of dagoth ur* …Mephala… didn’t lie to me completely then… *looks to him with fear lingering behind his eyes* Dagoth Ur was never the true threat… it was Voryn. *sets it down on his desk and shakily hugs his robe tighter, the dim glow of the candlelight finally showing the sweat on his brow and the tussled mess his pillow had made of his now short hair* I expect you’re used to him coming to you in your dreams by now?…

Nerevar: he came to you as well?…

Vivec: he… *sighs recalling it* he did… I almost prefer my visits to cold harbour over his presence in my sleep…

Nerevar: he didn’t hurt you did he?… *stands from his desk and picks his cape up from his chair, draping it around Vivec like a blanket as he closes the gap between them*

Vivec: *smiles and hugs it close, his heart feeling a deep warmth that seeps into his soul, that they could return to such friendly, comfortable familiarity so quickly despite all that had happened* no… and I think that’s what scared me so much about it… I opened my eyes and he was at my bedside… he promised I’d be, looked after, when he’d at last he by your side again… so I pushed my way out of the dream and came to find you.

Nerevar: pushed your way out of the dre- *blinks and staggers back, seeing vivec no longer there, and his cape on the floor* … *picks it up and turns to run out the door thinking it was open only to smack face first into it hard* UURGH!!! IM TIRED OF DREAMS BLURRING WITH REALITY I THOUGHT I WAS DONE WITH THIS! *fumbles for the knob and finally staggers out into and up the hall, his pace only quickening as he hears Vivec gasping for breath behind the door of his room* Vehk?! Vivec?! *opens it to find Vivec sitting upright in his bed, the guards assigned to his room trying to help him breath while another checks the window and room for any signs of an intruder* I- Vivec?

Vivec: *pale as sheet as he slowly turns his gaze to him, evidently having seen something as his mind entered back into his own when it left nerevars* he actually did it… we… we can’t kill him.

Nerevar: what do you mean he did it?… what do you mean we can’t kill him?…