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    This is a fan-fic based on Skryim, meant to serve as an untold legend in the game. A sort of a story book fable type deal. Anyways, hope you enjoy!    It was night in Skyrim, a shady trio strolled through the dark streets of Whiterun up to the doors of the Bannered Mare. The familiar, nondescript din of chatter and laughter could be heard throughout the town. Patrons of the tavern merrily babbled away about current events, with not a care in the world. At the bar sat a strong nord, a giant of a man, clothed in fur and hooded with his head down. He sat, staring into the blackness of his eyelids, occasionally drenching his face and beard

    The Beginning    The Beginning... the Beginning of everything. Did it ever actually happen? How did it happen? There must have been something before it to make it happen. But what? How? These are the things that humanity has been trying to comprehend since the Beginning. Our feeble minds have tried to wrap around these mysterious questions that build the foundation of knowledge. But something we have failed to learn is that mere humans, we are but mortals, we cannot understand these thing because we were not meant to. Thing is, I wasn't bred for the same purpose as humans. I've been lying to you, I'm not just any  mere human, I am a Qua

Besides art, I love writing, and one of my best ideas is of a boy named Charles Alexander Quake, and his two brothers, who are orphans, but they all have their own unique skills, such as intuitiveness(if that's a word) or strength, or smarts, or somethin. But all of them share one supernatural ability, time travel. Each of them can activate something called a Quake, hence the last name quake, where a sort of fiery rift will crack open in the ground beneath them, and they can use it to travel through time, and of course there are these bad guys who try to use there powers for evil, although they think they are doing good, such as trying to sto