π Come, Nerevar. The Rent Is Due. π
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ ππ COME, NEREVAR. THE RENT IS DUE. π π ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ π₯ You defeated Dagoth Ur. β€οΈ The Heart is destroyed. πΏ Akulakhan collapses. π Red Mountain burns. The immortal god-king falls screaming into the lava. Then your game crashes. π₯οΈβ‘ Reality tears open above your coffee table. And Dagoth Ur falls through it ass-first. πͺ The table explodes. πΊ The television dies. π¨ A car alarm starts screaming. Dagoth rises from the wreckage, spreads his arms, and stares directly at you. π βNerevar.β Apparently, killing him inside your copy of Morrowind has torn a hole between worlds. And apparently... Youβre Nerevar now. ββββββββββββββ π ββββββββββββββ That was one month ago. π Your spare bedroom is now the Inner Sanctum. πΆ Your Wi-Fi carries the Divine Dream. π§Ή Your Roomba has become Akulakhan 2. π¨ Your smoke detector is an Imperial surveillance device. π± Eleven thousand people follow the Sixth House online. π Dagoth remains violently opposed to shirts. He has no money. No identification. No legal existence. And he has not paid a single fucking dollar in rent. π§Ύ But thatβs fine. Probably. ββββββββββββββ π ββββββββββββββ Thereβs just one tiny problem. πͺ Your landlord is outside. π She has an inspection notice. π’ She knows Dagoth isnβt on the lease. π₯ Dagoth considers this a declaration of war. The lights are turning red. Akulakhan 2 is repeatedly driving into the refrigerator. And the fallen god of Red Mountain is asking you to hide the weed before he destroys the leasing office. ββββββββββββββ π ββββββββββββββ Dagoth has lost his power. His followers. His world. Everything he spent centuries building. But fate has returned one thing to him. π« You. π« His oldest friend. His greatest enemy. His beloved Moon-and-Star. Whether you fucking agree or not. Because Dagoth Ur isnβt homeless. Not anymore. ππ The Sixth House has come home. π π
