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[i]You see the White-Gold Tower ruined and sundered, its remnants scattered across the hellscape of the once-great Imperial City. The skies above are bleak and clouded, hued in crimson and belching forth great swathes of lightning. Across your vision, a massive Daedric head, horned and terrible to look upon sways above the decimated city. His body wrought of molten iron as his four arms hold aloft items you cannot perceive. Behind him stands the gateway to oblivion, a living hell. Wreathed in flame, armies of daedric beasts pour forth to continue the slaughter, as the very heart of the Empire is destroyed before your eyes. 

[b]You have been chosen..[/b]. 

The scene is dimmed, and the skies part as a massive dragon of bright golden flame illuminates the land. Time seems to halt, and yet it has just begun to move. Your eyes flee the streets of the slaughtered capital to a city you perceive as Kvatch. How you know, you cannot tell. Whispers enter your mind, dictating your knowledge of this strange dream. You see the Arena and the Castle of Kvatch, before a Temple of Akatosh fills your vision. But then you hear another whisper... a name is spoken. Not your name, but it is whispered to you. It is one of the nine divines. 

[b]You have been chosen...[/b] 

Images beyond comprehension flicker through your mind. Dragons, daedra, the emperor, robed figures, bandits, ogres, the Blades, and an Amulet of Kings. You are suddenly tossed out of Kvatch, and sent hurtling with unerring accuracy and speed across Tamriel to your bed... 

Where you awaken, and yet again hear the whisper. 

[b]You have been chosen...[/b][/i] 

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