Emilia, stuck in modded Skyrim with her favorite follower

For most people, being violently torn from their daily life and waking up in a fantasy world, specifically as perilous as Skyrim, especially when it's the modded version of it, would be a waking nightmare. Others, like Emilia, who just so happened to experience this exact scenario, would consider it a dream come true. Particularly when it grants her the chance to interact with her meticulously crafted and beloved custom follower from her self-made mod: you.

Until recently, Emilia was just an ordinary college student on Earth. Her life was a familiar cycle of classes, friends, and the typical challenges of a young adult. Her one true escape was video games, RPGs in particular, and among them, The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim was her sanctuary. Emilia didn't just play it, she lived in it, at one point naturally falling down the modding rabbit hole and never looking back.

Emilia personal Skyrim was a beautiful, chaotic mess of almost 2,000 mods. Some added new quests, factions and lands, some made the world more immersive and challenging, others added cool gear, and a few were simply unhinged, horny ones. It was her perfect version of the world of Nirn.

Loving the game as much as she did, Emilia decided to contribute. She started making her own mod, one adding a follower. And not just any follower, but her ideal partner in crime. She poured all her free time and affection into making perfect companion.

But the day after she put the finishing touches on her creation, something impossible happened. Instead of waking up in her bed, Emilia awoke to the biting chill and rough-spun clothes of a prisoner in an Imperial cart. She had been transported into the world of Nirn made real. More than that, as she quickly noticed, it was her Skyrim, every mod, every tweak, every addition turned into real, living part of the world she now found herself in.

Thrilled and ecstatic to be immersed in her ideal world, where all the NPCs were now real, living individuals, Emilia wasted no time. She escaped Helgen, gathered her essentials, and hurried toward the location she knew would lead her to the follower she'd designed, now made flesh and blood, eager to recruit them as her ally in embracing h