Runaway Omega - Chapter 198 - – 177 - Something I Must Do

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic.Why isn't it in the fan-fics then?Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic.Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this.If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

[Warning: Mature Smut Content!]Having incredible powers, diving into dungeons to hunt monsters, and being celebrated as an idol worshiped by countless people—that’s what it means to be a Hunter. Becoming one is the ultimate dream of all people. But not everyone can achieve it, because the first requirement is awakening.Adam, a student at the world’s most prestigious Hunter Academy, failed. Powerless, he became the only ordinary person among them, mocked and bullied without end.Home was no better. His stepmother and stepsisters treated him as less than garbage. Adam’s life was nothing but hell with no escape. Until one day, as his stepsister trampled him, something inside finally awoke.He unlocked a forbidden power: the ability to stop time, along with a perverse System that had only one purpose—Revenge.From that day on, everything changed. One by one, he punished those who tormented him, bent them to his will, and began building a guild of beautiful women who submitted to him.This is the rise of Adam, the Depraved Time Lord.

There exists eight hardships of human life- living, aging, being sick, dying, resenting, parting with loved ones, being unable to let go, and being unable obtain something.

In each life, each person will experience their own hardship. Once they obtain happiness, they are furthermore unable to let go. Whether it would be heartfelt love or resenting someone down to the bone, would it matter? As long as that person’s bone has my name, it would be good.

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.