The camera finally saw exactly what his soul felt: .
He didn't turn around. He didn't have to. The "Cam 9" mod had already shown him everything.
At first, nothing seemed different. He was standing in the middle of Whiterun, the familiar music swelling. But then, he moved the mouse.
He froze. His name wasn't in the game files. It wasn't his character's name.
Elias hadn’t slept in forty-eight hours. His desk was littered with empty energy drink cans and a glowing monitor that cast a harsh blue light across his cramped apartment. On the screen, a folder sat open, containing a single, mysterious file: .