#Ater Umbra

[realitybitesyouknowit]

Harry had never been able to comprehend a sibling relationship before, but he always thought he'd be great at it. Until, as Master of Death, he's reborn one Turais Rigel Black, older brother to Sirius and Regulus. (Rebirth/time travel and Master of Death Harry)

[rafor]

Chapter 39 - King - The Glitch

She gasped at the sight of my wings. “Oh no! What happened to them?”

I shrugged, trying to act casual. “They’re fine. Just a little different.”

“Different? They’re stunning!” She ran her fingers over the dark feathers, which sparkled with hints of purple and blue. “They look like the night sky. And these spots... are they freckles?”

I chuckled. “I guess so. I don’t know why they appeared. Maybe it’s a side effect of the magic.”

“I don’t care. They’re still soft and beautiful.” She wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my wings. I felt a surge of warmth in my chest.

We were in the throne room, but it felt more like our own private sanctuary. She had dismissed most of her servants, keeping only a few loyal ones for essential tasks. She rarely received visitors, and when she did, she made sure they didn’t stay long. She wanted to spend as much time with me as possible, and I felt the same way.

She often talked to me about her kingdom, her plans, and her dreams. She taught me how to be a good leader, how to inspire respect and loyalty, and how to make wise decisions. She was preparing me to be her king someday.

We also talked about the prophecy, the one that said I was destined to save the world from a great evil.

“Freya,” I asked her one day, “what if they come for me? What if they find out where I am and try to take me back? I don’t think I can live without you.”

She smiled and kissed my cheek. “Don’t worry, my love. They won’t even recognize you. You’re not the same one they knew. You’re a dragon now. A powerful and magnificent one. And you have a new name, remember?”

She had suggested that I change my name to make it harder for anyone to track me down. She had offered many options, all related to darkness or night, to match my appearance. I had resisted at first, but then I agreed to compromise.

“Thanks, but I think I’ll keep my name.”

She pouted. “Come on, Raphael is such a boring name. What about Ater? It means black in an ancient language.”

I shook my head. “No, thanks.”

She tried again. “What about Nox? It means night or something, as far as I know, like your wings.”

I sighed. “It’s better, but I still like Raphael.”

She didn’t give up. She kept throwing names at me, hoping one would stick. “Tenebris? Nocturnus? Umbra? Erebus?”

I interrupted her before she could go on. “Okay, okay, how about this? Nox Raphael. That sounds good, right?”

She clapped her hands and hugged me. “Yes! That’s perfect! Nox Raphael, the night dragon! I love it!”

I smiled and kissed her forehead. “You’re still calling me Raphael, though.”

She giggled. “It will take some time to get used to it. But come on, let’s finish these papers.”

She had already signed the official documents that declared me her consort and mate to the throne. It was a simple process when you had the queen’s authority and approval. My new name was Nox Raphael, but everyone just called me Nox for short. It was a fitting name for me since I looked like a creature of the night.

I met some of the high-ranking officials and nobles in the city, and they all welcomed me with respect and admiration. They accepted me as their future king, even though I wasn’t a wind dragon like them. They trusted Freya’s judgment and saw the potential in me. The general was especially impressed by my skills and abilities in combat and magic. He offered to train me and teach me more about the dragon's culture and the history of the kingdom, but he didn't know that the queen had already moved on with that.

I felt happy and honored by their acceptance and support. And on the day that we announced our engagement to the public, everyone cheered for us.

I had assumed the mantle of King Nox, but we faced a dilemma. How could we inform our allies of this new second leader when we had no means of reaching the Kingdom of Aura? That was until a visitor arrived from there, one who was not an official messenger but someone I knew well. He had defied the Guardians’ orders and left Aura’s side to come here, as he declared. It was Leo, and I was overjoyed to see him again.

He asked to see the queen right away, unaware of my presence. I did not reveal myself, and he did not recognize me in my new form. I could continue to play my role as King Nox without fear of exposure. I stood beside the queen as he spoke, his voice anxious and urgent. He asked us if we had any news of Sol and Cyrus, two of the Guardians. We shook our heads sadly, telling him we had not seen them. He looked crestfallen and defeated. Then he said, “What about a guy who is not a dragon but goes by the name of Raphael? Your messenger told us about a creature that resembled him.” He was referring to me. Freya caught my eye and gave me a subtle warning not to disclose myself. I felt a pang of sorrow seeing Leo so distraught and fearful. I said, “We are sorry, but the creature we notified you about has long departed. We tried to stop him, but we failed.” Leo could barely contain his emotions. He was on the verge of breaking down in tears, but before he did, I asked him, “How are things at the city? Why did you mention the Guardians Sol and Cyrus?” He took a deep breath and said, “They were sent here. They were supposed to arrive, but they vanished.” I whispered softly, so that only the queen could hear me, “And so did our messenger.” I asked again, “What about the city, then?” He hesitated, afraid to tell us the truth. But then he said, “It’s fine, but all the Guardians have left. Akira and the pawns too. Only Aura remains there. And she is about to leave as well, in search of Raphael.” He had just divulged a crucial piece of information to another king he barely knew. What if I were a shadow dragon who had deceived the queen and become king? Of course I was not, but Leo’s words betrayed his desperation and fear.

I retorted, “That seems unlike the actions of someone as sagacious as Aura.” He gazed at me, then inquired, “Your majesty, how are you acquainted with Aura?” I remained silent, so Freya spoke on my behalf: “I divulged her existence to him. He owes his knowledge to me.” He expressed his gratitude, saying, “Thank you for your disclosure, Queen Freya.” He lapsed into quietude, then I turned to Freya and asked, “Should we interrogate him further?” She shook her head and said, “I have no queries for him.” I pondered for a moment before broaching another topic. I asked Freya, “What about the anomaly of the messages not being delivered directly as before?”

At the mention of that, she swiftly addressed Leo: “Prince Leo, do you possess any intelligence regarding the messages from Aura Aetherius being intercepted by someone else?” He hastily rummaged through his little bag and produced a letter. He handed it to us, saying, “This is for you. It is from Aura. I regret to say that I am unable to answer your question, your majesty.” He attempted to utter my name but hesitated, so I said, “You may call me Nox, Leo.” He responded, “It is an honor to meet you, Nox.” He looked more dejected than ever. We were about to dismiss him when he uttered, “One last thing, may I implore your protection?” Me and Freya exchanged glances, then she said, “Are you seeking political asylum?” He affirmed, “Yes, please.” I challenged, “Why should we grant you that? From whom are you fleeing?” He was terrified and explained, “Aura advised me to do so. I do not know her reasons. Please peruse the letter.”

The letter was now in Freya’s possession. She examined it and passed it to me, saying, “I think you should peruse it first.” I opened it cautiously and began reading. It was a letter from Aura, written on a distinctive piece of paper and bearing her signature, that I recognized. It contained information about the changes in the city. It reported the disappearance of the guardians, hypothesizing that they departed in pursuit of the others who vanished and also this Raphael. I felt a surge of importance. It mentioned welcoming Leo into the city and reuniting him with others of his kind. There was also a second request in it, urging us to assist in the investigation by dispatching our patrols in search of the missing guardians and the man who claimed to be a human. After reading it, I handed it to Freya, telling her that she had to peruse it too. During all this time, Leo was still waiting anxiously for an answer to his plea for asylum. I was truly selfish. I was creating more problems than solutions for whatever they feared, and I still wasn’t certain about who they were since I only encountered him, the dark lord, once in a nightmare.

Freya read the message and nodded. “We accept your request to join the city. Ferox will instruct you about our rules.” She turned to one of her servants and ordered him to fetch Ferox. Leo bowed his head and said, “Thank you, Queen Freya and Nox.” He looked exhausted and tearful. Nothing like a wyvern. His head hung low, and his wings drooped to the ground in a gesture of respect. He followed every rule obediently.

We waited until the servant returned with Ferox, then we relayed the order to them. They escorted Leo out of the room, leaving us alone. Freya looked at me curiously. “Did you know him? You spoke to him as if you did.” I nodded. “Yes, I know him. He was the one who taught me about this world when I first arrived. He even showed me a map. That’s why I asked you for one a long time ago.” She raised her scaly eyebrows. “Oh, I see. It’s fortunate that he didn’t recognize you.” I sighed. “Yeah, he didn’t. But I feel so sorry for him now. And did you read the message? The city has changed a lot since I left.” She nodded again. “I see, this city has changed too.”

I tilted my head. “What has changed?” She paused and said, “You came and solved our problem with the health crystals. Do you remember why we had that problem?” She waited for my answer, but I shook my head. “Sorry, I don’t know.” She explained, “We are at war with a group of wind dragons who left the city days before you arrived. They were unhappy with my decision to let the wyverns move freely in the whole city, and now they are trying to carve out their own territory in our lands.” I frowned. “So you are fighting them.” She shrugged. “Sort of. We are capturing and imprisoning them. We have to maintain order and authority here.” I wondered if I should praise or criticize her actions, but then I said, “You did well. If they can’t respect someone’s freedom, then they don’t deserve it.” She smiled and said, “Thank you. It seems we share the same ideals.” I agreed. “Of course, and that’s wonderful, isn’t it?” She leaned closer and said, “It is. And I love it.” I replied, “I know, little sweetie.”

That’s why Solara was always guarding us when we were outside. She was protecting the queen from the rebels and probably hunting them down too.

We encountered her again that night. Under the starry sky, we soared together in a romantic flight, and I marveled at the sight of my wings. They glowed with a soft light from the glittery dots that had appeared after my encounter with the dark crystal. It was a stunning spectacle, and the weather was perfect. Summer was approaching, and the chill in the air had faded. We could fly and linger outside without worrying about freezing and losing our mobility. Well, she could, at least. I couldn’t. I had wondered why she had fallen asleep so easily that day when she confessed her feelings to me, but then I learned that one of the factors was the cold. That day, I stayed awake longer until fatigue overtook me because my body functioned differently. Even though I resembled a dragon, I could control my body temperature. I was not cold-blooded. I was unique.

We were not alone on our flight. Solara, the giant fire eagle, accompanied us, and we also befriended a small, silent bird with white feathers. It seemed drawn to Solara, who accepted its presence. The little owl struggled to keep up with our pace, but we did not want to abandon such a friendly creature. Solara helped it by letting it perch on her head like a fluffy hat, and it clung to her without hurting her with its talons.

That day, I asked Solara, “How did you and Freya meet for the first time?” Solara gave me a look that suggested she was unsure whether to answer or leave it to Freya. Freya spoke up and said, “I found her when she was just a hatchling. She was near the kingdom, alone and forsaken. I couldn’t bear to leave her there.” Solara nodded and said, “She’s right. She took care of me until I grew up, and now I’ve returned to my roots.” I asked, “So you prefer living in the wild rather than in the city?” She explained, “I can’t really live in the city. I would attract too much attention, and I’m regarded as a sacred creature rather than a normal being. Besides, no one can really harm me here, so I live here. This is my home.” I said, “That sounds both wonderful and sad. I’m sorry you can’t live a normal life.” She replied, “What do you mean? Isn’t this a normal life? Come on, it’s awesome. I’m free.” She was wild but kind, courteous enough to someone she did not consider an enemy. I no longer feared her. Instead, I felt safe with her and Freya.

We reached the far end of the valley, where we beheld a distant sight of the kingdom. A few torches flickered in the dark, and the night sky was a tapestry of stars. It was a breathtaking and romantic scene, but I couldn’t resist turning it into an opportunity for some honest confessions. I looked at Freya and asked, “What happened to your parents, if you don’t mind me asking?” She shifted uneasily and tried to evade the question. “I’d rather not talk about that.” I didn’t want to spoil the mood, but she had posed the same query to me earlier. “What about yours? Will I ever get to meet them?” I shook my head sadly. “No, we’re worlds apart. I doubt I’ll ever see them again. I hope they’re doing well.” She pressed on, “I hope they’re still alive then.” I sighed, “I hope so too. And that they’ve moved on after losing their son. I can’t imagine how hard it must have been for them.” She nodded sympathetically, then asked, “I never asked you, how did you end up in this world?” I tried to explain, “I’m pretty sure I died. After that, I don’t know how I got here.” She gasped, “Oh, I’m so sorry. But you don’t look dead to me.” She said that because I had stopped and was lost in my thoughts. I felt a pang of grief for my parents, but Freya tried to comfort me. She wasn’t done with her questions, though. “Do you remember how you died?” I replied, “Yes, but I’d rather not talk about it.” She persisted, saying, "Oh, come on, you can tell me. I won’t tell anyone.” I glanced at Solara, who was flying beside us. “If I tell you, you have to keep it a secret too.” Solara promised, “You have my word. I won’t say anything.” I relented, “Fine, sit down and listen. I’ll try to make it brief. I was in the military with a platoon in a city during the war of the federations. We were scouting the area for any remnants of the enemy army until we came across a bridge. There, we saw that they had troops on the other side, so we took cover and reported it via radio. I’ll explain what that is later. Unfortunately for us, they spotted us too and launched an artillery attack. But that didn’t do much damage. We were a small group, and we moved quickly to another location. After that, things got worse. They started surrounding the city to capture it. Using our drones. Another thing I’ll explain later. We realized that we had only one escape route left. We ran for it, but they were already on our heels. I decided to play the hero. What a foolish move. And let my platoon go ahead without me. I had the highest rank among them. If anyone had to be brave, it was me. I thought they would make it out safely, but instead, the enemy started retreating. We didn’t know why until it was too late. They had fired thermobaric artillery over the city and us. There was no way to avoid it. We were obliterated.” She was speechless for a moment, then she said softly, “And here I thought I was the sick one. That’s unbelievable.” I said bitterly, “Unbelievable? No, it’s not. Like all wars.” I tried to steer the conversation back to her parents since I had done my part, but she asked me to explain all those new tools she had heard about, so I attempted to make her understand with examples she could relate to, but it was not easy and it took a lot of time and effort until I forgot about my questions for her, and when we finished talking about me, we returned to the palace while our giant eagle was still frolicking with the small cute owl on our way back. Despite everything else, telling my story lifted a burden from my conscience.

[kagrenacs]

Explaining the Iceberg #5

*Not everything is covered, take note of trigger warnings before the links

Altmeri Poetic-Architecture: Referencing a response by Lawrence Shick to a question about Alinor buildings resembling insect wings and glass. There was a lot of criticism directed towards the appearance of Altmeri buildings in ESO when it first debuted, and then again when Summerset launched. Shick commented that, despite fanciful descriptions, their materials are still practical, and that architects can’t create buildings from poetry.

Megalomoths: Similar to the Sunbirds of Alinor, Megalomoths are spaceships that look like moths.

Dreugh Undersea Cities: From Mankar Cameron’s and Vivec’s writings. Both indicate the dreugh have (or had) their own empire, or other sorts of colonies that exist underwater.

Possi/impossipoint: Some more MK jargon, an impossipoint is a point in time where nothing suddenly becomes something. Likewise, a possipoint is where something that exists, can become something else. Essentially moments in time where something changes.

Night Mother is Mephala: A well known theory by this point. An in-universe and out of universe theory that Mephala is actually the Night Mother, and that the animosity between the DB and Morag Tong is her own creation.

The Oghma: Presuming this references to the Oghma Infinium. A book created by the wizard Xarxes, he named it after his wife, Oghma, who he made from his favorite moments in history. In general, an Oghma seems to refer to a journal or a recorded history.

Sovngarde on the moon: Shor/Lorkhan is the ruler of Sovngarde. His corpse is also said to be the two moons. This theory ties the two together and proposes Sovngarde is/is on the moons.

Misanthropic Space: Not much on this one. Taken together, Misanthropic means dislike of humanity. The book Sithis mentions that Sithis the god is sometimes thought of as misanthropic. Considering he’s also considered the void itself, Misanthropic space may refer to this.

Tharnatos: The Cyrodillic sect of the Mythic Dawn, mentioned in the Redguard forums. As a side note, tharn-atos probably refers to the Tharn family, of which Jagar Tharn had ties to Mehrunes Dagon

Continental Time: This draws from MK’s C0da and other threads. At the end of c0da a new universe is born, in a later thread (since deleted, it was a jab at the Otherkin community), MK states that this universe is Akavir, and that Yokuda (misspoken as Hammerfell) was the past (this might be a reference to timezones in the real world, but judging from previous comments from MK regarding his writing on the Redguard history I doubt this). This would mean the Redguards are from an entirely different universe and not related to the other humans, which is racist! This lore has since been disowned by MK and LadyN, but fans still perpetuate this theory. This post discusses racism within the writing. (PLEASE NOTE, that if you click the final link or search for MK’s statements on the Redguard lore, there are some anti-indigenous statements by him) https://betterbemeta.tumblr.com/post/190628347692/corsairesix-fallout-new-vegas-2010

The Marukhaki Selective: A sect of the Alessian Order that was named after the First Era prophet Markuh. They caused the Middle Dawn, an especially long Dragon Break, by trying to remove Auri-El from Akatosh.

The Prime Gesalt: Another name for the Numidium. Gestalt comes from the german word for shape, and refers to a school of psychology that essentially looks at behavior and consciousness as a whole. Essentially this is probably referencing the theory that the souls of the Dwemer became the ‘skin’ of the Numidium, like cells in a body.

The Jills: Described as ‘female dragons’ (why they’re female when dragons traditionally have no gender, and not just a subset of dragons/Aka, is an unfortunate product of cis writers). They’re agents of Akatosh(more attributed to Alkosh, the dragon-cat) who mend tears in time. They’re described sometimes as sub-gradients which essentially means they’re small shards of Akatosh’s soul.

Versidue-Shaie still alive: Not much was found on this, but i don’t think much is needed. Probably a theory that the Tsaesci Potenate of the 1st Era wasn’t assassinated and is alive.

Molag Bal Destroyed Tamriel: Not much found on this either, I didn’t look particularly hard however, because there’s a lot of nasty shit people write about Molag Bal! If I had to take a stab at it, I'd assume it looks at the fragments of Nirn in Coldharbour and theorizes these may be from previous Kalpas. Possibly from Kalpas Molag Bal himself destroyed.

Seekers and Ascended Seekers: A possible (if flimsy) connection between Hermaeus Mora’s Seekers (seen in Dragonborn) and the Ascended Seekers of Morrowind. The book, Sithis has a line that states ‘Come unto the Sharmat Dagoth Ur as a friend AE HERMA MORA ALTADOON PADHOME LRKHAN AE AI’   This thread discusses this theory and why there’s probably no connection better than I can.

Ordinated Receptile: Possibly another name for the Eye of Magnus. The King of the Kamal from Akavir landed at Winterhold stating he was searching for the ordinated receptacle 

Varlinance+ No results from any site, there seems to be a typo in this entry

Rorikstead: A theory stating that Rorikstead is actually a cultist hotspot. Based on the fact that one of the characters seen in Skyrim, Rorik, states he founded the town. Previously in this area there was a town named Rorik’s Steading, founded by a man named Rorik. There are other key points, Rorikstead having good crop production and soul gems found in every house.

Sovengarde Shor’s Kalpic Army: Sovengarde is described as a hall where the spirits of Nords wait until the ‘final reckoning’ If taken with the obscure text ‘Shor, son of Shor.’ This is explained by the Kalpa cycle, where the universe is reborn and the Ehlnofey wars begin again. Also, this resembles the Norse mythology of Ragnarok.

World-Refusals/Anti-Creation: A primarily Dwemeri school of thought. Basically the denial of the world and existence, either to return to the state prior to the creation of Mundus (godhood essentially) or the nothingness/collective unity of souls before things learned to be separate. 

Mathematical Atheism: In the context of tes, this is probably another Dwemer belief. Mathematical Atheism is used to describe a couple different things over the years, but taken in context, I’m guessing it’s comparable to the irl philosophy that math isn’t something fundamentally woven into the universe. It’s more like a language humans have came up with to describe what we see, and aliens may have a totally different language of math than us.

Many Ysgramors: As if one wasn’t enough, a theory based on the fact that Ysgramor exists as a Draugr, and as a Soul in Sovengarde. Either the deeds of multiple people got attributed to his name, or there were multiple people named Ysgramor.

The Crux of Transcendence: another name for the Mantella (the big old soul gem that powers the Numidium when the heart doesn’t)

(D)aedric artifacts sentient: Fairly straightforward, artifacts are the essence of a d/aedra, condensed into an object, they also change hands fairly often, appearing in random locations, possibly by a mechanism inherent to the artifacts themselves. Excluding special cases like Umbra, this theory proposes the artifacts may make conscious choices to jump around.

Paleonumerology: A field of study within tes. Numbers carry significant symbolic value (the sharmat, 1+1, the tower being a 1, ect). Paleonumerology is studying these numbers, their historic basis, and their relation to the physical world. Remember when I said math is the language of the universe? Well this would be it.

Jagar Tharn was good: An argument supporting Jagar Tharn. If he was such a powerful mage, there’s a chance he knew Uriel Septim would be the last heir, and imprisoned him to keep the dragonfires lit. There’s more to it than that, here’s the full thread if you’re interested.

Aldmeris was real (in my mind): The ingame theory that Aldmeris is nothing more than a myth, acting as a setting for ancient stories, or a previous name for the Summerset Isles and/or Tamriel.

Vivec killed Moraelyn: Moraelyn, a member of the Ra’athim clan, was called the witch-king of Ebonheart, during the first era. He has no notable connection to Vivec, so i’m a little confused at this one. My best guess is Moraelyn was likely a proto-version of Nerevar, therefore this might be a roundabout statement regarding Foul Murder

Divine Skin/Dwemer Numidium Skin: A noncanonical statement by MK saying he believes the Dwemer’s souls were collectively absorbed, becoming the Numidium’s ‘skin’ 

The Dream: The thought that the entirety of the TES universe is either metaphorically, or literally, a dream. Metaphorically speaking, it’s a way to conceptualize the universe, everyone is a character playing a part in the dream, an individual in their own right, but ultimately a part of a greater whole. Literally speaking, the universe may be the Dream of Anu, who is using the universe to comprehend his grief at the loss of Nir and Padomay. It may also be the dream of an entity higher than Anu, called The Godhead. And even beyond this, the Godhead might be a metaphor for the creators of The Elder Scrolls, the world being their creation/drea

True Nords are all Bandits: The observation that bandits within Skyrim often call the gods by their Nordic names, rather than acknowledging their imperialized counterparts. 

Sotha Sil’s Last words: An obscure text written BEFORE the release of Morrowind. The author is anonymous, but many speculate that a dev wrote this.

Deep ones: In oblivion, in the town of Hackdirt there are books mentioning the worship of ‘The Deep Ones’ as you descend into the town you can see where the townsfolk worship these entities. There are a good deal of theories about what the Deep ones are, but they’re probably taken from the Cthulhu Mythos, specifically the Shadow over Innsmouth and the short story ‘Dagon’. 

Nirnroot tiny towers: https://www.reddit.com/r/teslore/comments/4qdw78/tiny_towers_a_nirnroot_theory/ A half-serious theory that states Nirnroots are created by the Hist to reinforce the towers and prevent them from ‘erroding’ 

The Loveletter from the Fifth-Era: A noncanonical MK text that acts as the precursor to C0da. A letter sent from the future discussing Landfall and the events afterwards.

Kagrenac possessed Dagoth Ur/Sharmat: Dagoth Ur was said to hold the same motivations as Kagrenac, ie: remove colonizers from their home. Going a step further to look at non canonical sources, specifically the Dwemer Numidium Skin statement, Kagrenac was attempting to share godhood among the Dwemer, and may have succeeded. Morrowind shows us that Dagoth Ur was attempting to do the same. The main theory here is that Kagrenac’s spirit may have possessed Dagoth Ur and was the source of his motivations, or that an entity more powerful than both of them, the Sharmat, possessed them/took them over. The Sharmat may be metaphorical or literal, either a desire for power, a hunger for something more (which is comparable to Lorkhan creating Nirn, in an effort to find something more/enlighten everyone, or to his darker manifestations, the Greedy man, the thief, ect.)

Cuhlecain Reman Bloodline: In universe speculation that Emperor Cuhlecain (the ‘emperor’ before Tiber) and Reman are related.

Cyrodiil Spread to the Stars: Found within ‘Where were you when the Dragon Broke?” Empress Hestra of the Alessian Order, who ruled during the Middle Dawn, stated that the Cyrodiil empire spread to the stars. This could refer to the goals of the Marukhati Selectives in ‘removing Auri-el from Akatosh’, effectively exerting will upon the gods(stars) themselves. Or more likely, a reference to the out of game texts discussing space travel during the Middle Dawn.

Anti-CHIM: Separate from Zero-Summing (having an existential crisis so hard you disappear) although the two are sometimes used synonymously. While CHIM is realizing you’re just one part of a larger whole, while retaining individuality, and Zero-Summing is realizing you’re one part of a whole, but unable to accept that, Anti-CHIM is a person realizing their part in the universe, but refusing to accept it, instead gaining the ability to manipulate the universe but essentially seeing themselves as the center of it, instead of another part. https://teslore.fandom.com/wiki/Anti-CHIM:_A_Concept_and_Theory

Thalmor and Jygalagg: A theory that states that the Thalmor worship Jygalagg due to his nature as the prince of ‘order’

Dibella=Y’ffre: A thought that these two deities of nature and beauty are the same entity. This theory is mostly hinged on the (very cishet) thought that mer are feminine and have the masculine god Y’ffre (who is described as female in lore occasionally), and men are masculine and have Dibella who is feminine.

The Void Ghost: Described as the lost spirit of Lorkhan, who remains because his work isn’t done. 

House cats are Khajiit spies: Referring to the Afliq, a form of Khajiit that resembles a housecat. Because of this they’re often used as spies.

TEM (Warspore Tiberia): From the text Cyrus vs.Tiber Septim, either a battleship or battlespire.

The Athedorix Conundrums: A book that is never actually seen in game, and only mentioned briefly. Said to contain 9 riddles that drive people mad.

Aetherius Dream Visitation: Pretty much what it sounds like. The ability to travel to one another’s dreams (probably through the Dreamsleeve)

Revelation at the Death of Alesh: While this doesn’t directly refer to anything I've found, I'm guessing it’s discussing Marukh the Prophet, who in a state of near death was visited by Alessia’s spirit.

Empire ended in 3E 417: This year could be seen as a beginning to an end. The warp in the west occurred, allowing the Underking to die, keening and sunder were lost to Dagoth Ur, which eventually lead to the empire taking an interest in Morrowind and the Heart being ‘destroyed’ leading up to the events of Morrowind and Oblivion and the end of the Septims. As a side note, this seems to be an original theory by the original author of the iceberg, as i can only find it in association with discussions like these.

Coldharbour is the remains of Lyg: The only discussion on this is on 4pleb, while I don’t give enough shits to read that thread, if I had to guess this would be a theory connecting Coldharbours mimicry of Tamriel, to Lyg being a parallel to Tamriel

Falmer White souls: An observation that in Skyrim, the Falmer souls fit into white soul gems, instead of black soul gems. Some theorize this is a result of the Dwemer’s curse upon them, shrinking their souls.

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