[ WP ] `` So how do you kill a god , you ask ... It 's simple . You take away the people 's belief in him , you disregard his works and then you put him on display , naked , for everyone to see ''

Voryn Dagoth smiled behind his golden mask, jovial as always. The Nerevarine had struck him down not a moment before. The duel had been long and arduous; the tunnel hallway it took place in widened considerably by both mage's considerable Destruction Magicka. 
 
 In a climax of fury, Nerevar had stripped his fire-charred helmet and shield, cast a spell of Luck, and thrown his spear as a javelin. The mundane missile flew true, impaling Dagoth just below the neck. 
 
 Of course, Dagoth had let it happen. His body crumpled and disappeared, taking Nerevar's spear with it. 
 
 As Dagoth's body reassembled itself in Red Mountain's Inner Sanctum; Nerevar stumbled into the same chamber, weak, drained of Magicka, and now unarmed. 
 
 Dagoth immediately began gloating of his renewed advantage. 
 
 `` What a fool you are. I'm a god! How can you kill a god? What a grand and intoxicating innoce-...'' 
 
 Unlike before, Nerevar paid no attention. Instead, he pressed onwards towards the source of Dagoth's power; the invulnerable Heart of Lorkan. 
 
 For the first time in forgotten memory, Dagoth Ur felt fear. He willed his new body towards Nerevar as fleet of godly foot as possible. How could he hope to harm the Heart? Surely, Nerevar could not have acquired-... 
 
 But it was too late. Nerevar had already drawn the only two tools in all of Mundus capable of piercing the Heart. 
 
 Dagoth screamed as a mortal man would; entirely too far away for even a god to stop his foe. 
 
 `` WHAT ARE YOU DOING?'' 
 
 Nerevar struck the Heart with Sunder first, and Dagoth felt the hammer in his own body; a stunning blow more powerful and paralyzing than that of Nerevar's spear only moments before. Nerevar readied Keening to stab the Heart; turned and spoke for the first time since the duel began. 
 
 `` So how do you kill a god, you ask...'' 
 
 `` NO.'' 
 
 `` It's simple.'' Nerevar pierced the Heart once. 
 
 `` STOP.'' 
 
 `` You take away the people's belief in him.'' Another gouge in the Heart. 
 
 `` YOU FOOL!'' 
 
 `` You disregard his evil works, put him on display...'' A deeper cut, in the abominable artifact Heart. 
 
 `` YOU CAN NOT DO THIS.'' 
 
 ``... so that all of Morrowind knows of his naked sins against his former brethren.'' Both hands this time, Nerevar plunged the dagger into the pulpy mess of Magickal flesh. 
 
 `` VVARDENFELL IS MY KINGDOM, DAMNED FOOL!'' But Dagoth could not move. 
 
 `` No... Vvardenfell belongs to her people.'' 
 
 Nerevar had turned away from the crippled Godhead. He struck the Heart again and again and again and with each rend uttered the names of Vvardenfell's Great Houses. 
 
 `` Hllalu! Redoran! Telvanni!'' 
 
 `` NO STOP NO YOU FOOL!'' 
 
 Again and again and again in the name of Nerevar's friends. 
 
 `` Sugar Lips. Caius. Divayth. Fargoth.'' 
 
 `` DAMN YOU!'' 
 
 And upon the final blow; the end of a long, terrible journey, the Heart exploded in a flash of white, taking Nerevar and Dagoth and the Inner Sanctum into nothingness beyond-... 
 
 The beginning of the journey was the last Nerevar spoke. 
 
 `` Jiub.''
