One day off

I awoke in a strange land with multiple moons and stars. My hands apprehended, face altered, and memories combined. No. Are these even my memories?

Going months on end working different jobs and tasks, I learned I had to save this damned world. Why me? I already missed my loved ones. To make matters worse there seems to be a lot of racial conflicts as well.

If only livelihood didn't cost as much as it did, maybe then I wouldn't of caught wind of Aventus Arentino's black sacrament.

IGNORE THE COVER I DONT HAVE ANY PICS RN**
Its a male mc but ill try to keep it mostly gender neutral. I'll try not to delve into too many topics Skyrim is far too long to do that. Thankyou for reading.
NOT COMPLETE**