SCP - The Game Console

[A/N: 4(or more) Chapters a week now, your welcome]

"You have finally reached me...free me!" Shouted Morokei commanding me to release him.

"And why the hell would I do that? Just so you can annoy me by attacking me?" I retorted.

"You...you are not like other mortals, why do you not fear me?" Morokei asked with confusion.

"Please, why would I be scared of you if I have fought your Big Boss, Alduin himself?" I asked.

Morokei went silent under his mask and asked "If you have foughten our Lord then how are you still alive? No mortal should be able to fight Alduin and live..."

"Me? Mortal? No, but I can tell you a mortal will prove you wrong soon enough," I informed him without care.

Looking at the two bound spirits I waved my hand and released them, letting them go into their respective Afterlives.

Without letting the barrier fall I created a Magicka attractor that would essentially keep the barrier up for as long as Magicka existed. The Magicka attractor would first attract the ambient mana around it and redirect the required amount of Magicka to maintain the barrier at peak capacity.

Not only would it power the barrier but the excess Magicka drawn in would thicken the Magicka in the air around Labyrinthian making the land around the ruins a Holy Land for Mages and other magic users.

Looking at Morokei I sat down before him before waving my hands removing both his mask and staff.

"W-what?!" he shouted in shock touching his face and looking at the two items sitting by my side.

"Oh?" I asked feeling that his Mask acted like a weaker version of my Magic Attractor that would attract Magicka and redirect it to the user's body.

I then gazed my eyes over to the Unique, ancient and powerful staff known as the Staff of Magnus.

This reminds me, I have to go get The Eye of Magnus from Saarthal before any of the college residents find it and relocate it to either here or my Dimension, but who knows what would happen if I moved it to my dimension...

Looking at Morokei's face which was dry and ancient from age I frowned in disgust before waving my hand reverting his appearance to look more human.

Sure this cost me a few points of Divine Energy but I felt that if I looked at his disgusting face any longer then I might throw up...wait, can I even throw up in my human form?

Well, I ain't going to take the chance...

Morokei touched his face and looked at the tender flesh on his hands with pure shock.

"Y-you...you...are you one of the Divines?" Morokei stuttered.

"I am not, although I am a Divine I am not one of the Divines from this Dimension," I told him examining the unique staff before me.

What this staff can do is suck the Magicka out of a person's body and redirect the Magicka absorbed into the user's body, when the target runs out of Magicka the staff would start taking the target's life force instead causing the person to dry up like a husk as their life span is literally taken away from them...

'Freaky' I shuttered.

Although would it work on me or another God?

I don't know if I am immortal and I don't really want to test that theory but if I was Immortal then wouldn't that mean I could grant someone countless years of life using nothing but my body and its possible limitless lifespan?

Looking at Morokei I smile and wave my hand teleporting the both of us outside with the barrier and mana attractor of course.

Looking at the long since ruined city Morokei gazed at the city with a despondent gaze.

I lowered down to the Dragon Priest shrine and stepped into the small structure before summoning a table and sitting down.

"Let's have a nice chat," I told the Ancient Nordic Dragon Priest whose appearance returned to that of his prime.

Morokei looked at me with confusion and asked questioningly "Why have you not destroyed me? I am your enemy am I not?"

"Please, I have no beef with you and your fellow Dragon Priests, in fact, I actually wish to learn from you and even offer you a second chance, not that you have the right to decline," I answered with a smile.

"Besides, even if I killed you and your comrades what purpose would that serve me? You are all much more valuable to me alive than dead," I continued.

Morokei looked at me in silence before he sat across from me in the central chamber of the Dragon Priest Shrine.

I summoned some tea and asked "Tell me, how long has it been since you have been outside that lonely crypt?"

"Many...many years..." Morokei answered.

"I see, how have you kept your sanity? You would think that all those years in isolation would drive you mad..." I asked.

"Only one thing has managed to keep me sane all these years, and that's laying my eyes on the visage of the mighty Alduin once more," He answered looking off to the wall thinking about the past.

'Man...Alduin really sunk his claws deep into the minds of these old nordic people, its as if only Alduin exists with no opposers besides the Divine...' I thought to myself.

'It will definitely take some time to fix the brainwashing Alduin and the other dragons have done to these poor people....' I thought to myself looking at the handsome Nordic Dragon Priest before me.