Blackfeather Woods Great big world

It seemed there was a connection between Raas and the sun, and just like the kid, Damien glanced upwards, failing to see the sun through the thick foliage. There was nothing about the sun in Damien's cult, nothing strange given the Daedra's obscure nature. All he could remember was something about it being just a big hole in the sky, but he believed there was nothing divine about it.

Damien was not opposed to believing there existed other great forces out there besides the Daedra, but none deserved veneration as the latter did. Nirn (the mortal plane) was contained within Oblivion, the realm of the Daedric Princes, so they were the true lords of existence.

"Pathetic," laughed the young shadow darkly, sharing a coy smile with Seff. "Raas can only see so far as light goes," he concluded as he stepped out of the clearing, out of Raas' reach, not minding the fact that he was not familiar with whatever powers the sun god was attributed in Seff's former culture. "Daedric Princes have no limits,"