The sky roared as it was torn apart. For a second, a rift appeared and it seemed as if something fell from it. All across Skyrim, the rumbling sound could be heard and then it was over. The sky was back to normal.

Many Dovah flew there immediately, trying to understand what has just happened and more importantly; what had fallen from the sky. But they found nothing, no clue to piece together that strange event.

Unknown to all, someone and not something had fallen from the sky. A mortal that wasn't from their time. A mortal that shouldn't be here and yet was after a terrible battle against Alduin.

For the Last Dragonborn had just finished battling Alduin, but instead of going back to their time, they had travelled back. Hidding they were trying to understand what had happened to them.