Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 284 Moon Coin

"Looking through history, it is not difficult to find that whether it is the three gods of the Tribunal, the Nerevarine, or Tiber Septim and Mannimarco, the figures of the gods always loom in their legendary lives...

It is not a secret to say that behind Tiber Septim, who finally ascended to the throne of one of the Nine Holy Spirits under the name of Talos after the Trinity, the figure of a certain Holy Spirit appeared so many times that countless historians who had studied the life of this Dragon Emperor secretly complained about it.

In those crazy times, the Holy Spirit and the Demon God were like the strange and unpredictable weather in the Ghost Sea. It could be sunny and windy one moment, but a violent storm would appear before your eyes the next, catching you off guard.

  So, it is hard to say whether the so-called path to heaven of these famous "new gods" in history is really the course of history?" - "The Path to Godhood" by Duran Sefer

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We know that in the world view of the Elder Scrolls, the ethereal and intangible power of "faith" actually exists. The warrior poet Vivec named it the Moon Coin, which means: the currency prescribed by the Moon God of Creation. With the space snake Lokhan, there is creation, and there is the circulation system of mortal moon coins after the split.

How important are Moon Coins to Demi-Kings? This varies from person to person. As Demi-Demons who have ascended from mortals, the Ideal Lords of Soul Stone Cairns are very hungry for Moon Coins. They directly obtain Moon Coins by harvesting souls, and even directly absorb the life essence of mortals in a form similar to Soul Stone.

The other half-kings were not as unscrupulous as them. Perhaps due to their role as soul merchants, the ideal masters had to reduce the consumption of magic power to maintain immortality.

As mentioned before, mortals' faith is a very complicated thing. Sometimes, they claim to believe in a certain god/Daedra Lord, but in fact, we all know that it is just a businessman's mutual benefit instinct. If the gods/Daedra Lords really believe in the loyalty they say, it is estimated that the most ignorant scholars in the Imperial University will laugh their teeth off.

Dondis Savius ​​left, confused and uneasy.

Turka gained the power of faith for the first time from the old farmer in the border territory. It was a mysterious power that lingered between the two of them like a thread.

It is both real (Turka is a little skeptical) and unreal.

If you look closely, it seems to be made up of countless points of light, or perhaps it is like some kind of thin silk thread emitting a faint glow, with the old farmer tied to one end and the other end passing through the void and lingering around Turka.

When Turka plucked the thin line, he could sense what Dondis Savius ​​was thinking. Turka even vaguely felt that if he wanted to, he could tightly grasp the soul of this mortal through this connection.

This is a wonderful feeling that cannot be described in words. It is like fine wine, mellow and fragrant, intoxicating; or, it is like the supreme authority, the life and death of mortals is up to you!

And if you try to cut it off, you will find that it does not really exist in the main plane we are familiar with.

It's not even energy.

It is a connection, a commitment.

A voice told him so.

  What agreement?

Turka asked gently.

The covenant between mortals and gods, the voice said.

I do not understand.

You understand, but you have never seriously asked your own heart.

So, Turka fell silent. He even suspected that the so-called voice was just his own hallucination. Or, it was the instigation of Molag Bal. But he soon rejected this conjecture. Because he had heard this voice before. It was the cry from the depths of his soul, his pursuit of self. It was also the awakening of spiritual perception. With it, he would not get lost in the endless journey. Only by pursuing it, he could find the way home.

  So, he asked himself. What should I do?

The voice did not answer.

After pondering for a long time, Turka Arakano picked up the thread composed of countless light points and wrapped it around his fingertips. With a thought, the white thread that was entangled with the old farmer and himself suddenly emitted a more dazzling white light. The next moment, a strange crystal that was completely clear and white appeared in his palm.

The crystal is composed of many smooth mirror-like rhombuses and is only half the size of a fingernail. However, at the core of the crystal, a bright flame emits a soft glow as the light changes, as if it has life.

In fact, when our powerful demigod from a foreign land extracted the power of faith from Dondis Savius ​​and condensed it into a moon coin, Dondis, who was in the room downstairs with the old farmer and his uneasy wife, felt an inexplicable joy. This joy was so strong that it seemed to emerge from the deepest part of his heart.

"What happened?" the wife asked him. The expression on her husband's face frightened her. Ever since he was resurrected, Dondis looked bitter and resentful, as if everyone owed him hundreds of Septim coins. The farmer's wife knew that this was something the man could never forget. It turned out that it was their... son who killed him. This almost became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the poor old man.

Their son was controlled by evil magic. They comforted themselves in this way. But this terrible truth still brought a despair that was more sad than the sword.

But now, the wife discovered that there was a kind of tranquility and satisfaction on her husband's face that they had only seen in the high priest of the Dibella Temple in the past.

At first, Dondis Savius ​​didn't understand why his wife was so surprised. But soon, he found a smile on his face, and the farmer seemed to understand something. He smiled and said, "Ah, nothing, I just found the way to salvation."

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  At the same time, Turka also looked at the strange crystal coin in his hand with a strange expression. Don't get me wrong, he was not unhappy. On the contrary, from the vast amount of knowledge in the soul fragments of the Lord of Torture and Slavery, he knew that this was one of the fundamentals of the immortality of the gods. {The impact and changes brought about by the collision and devouring of Molag Bal's soul are still ongoing. The good thing is that Turka has obtained ancient knowledge and powerful magic that is difficult for mortals to measure, so he can easily gather faith and know its use and efficacy}

Those beings who have been promoted from mortals to demigods or even true gods, their desire for moon coins is almost nakedly imprinted in the depths of their souls. He found that as he absorbed the farmer's small but loyal faith and condensed it into a moon coin, his connection with the farmer deepened. Those feelings that were originally only vague and hazy are now real and clear - as long as he wants, he can take away Dondis Savius's soul at any time!

This is the agreement.

It is one of the world laws finalized by the Original Spirit of Creation (Et'Ada) after reality solidified in Tower Zero of Balfira (a small island in the Skeleton Bay between High Rock and Hammerfell) - also known as the Tower of Origin, the Adamantine Tower, the Direnne Tower, and the Urta.

However, Dondis Savius ​​was just a mortal, and his faith had little effect on Turka, who wanted to become a god, but it was not as big as he imagined. So should he continue to recruit believers?

What matters is, Turka asked himself.

Do I really need the mortal faith of this world to maintain my immortality?

The candle on the desk had long been extinguished, but the flame in the fireplace was still crackling. The half-drunk liquid in the wine glass glowed golden in the reflection of the fire. The towering shadow of the alien dragon swayed gently like catkins in the breeze blowing in through the window cracks.

No one answered.

According to the Elder Scrolls universe, Turka should not be immortal at this stage, but the problem is that he is not a native of the Mundus plane, so is he bound by the Elder Scrolls universe? This has always troubled me. In other words, when writing about other worlds, how to balance and express the seemingly true relationship between him and the world he travels through is really a headache.