[ WP ] You have 2 lives , one in the virtual world and one in the real world . You are facing a decision of having to decide which one of the two you get to keep .

I stood at the top of High Hrothgar and peered over the sheer mountain-face to the ground far below. I could see all the way to Ivarstead below, at the foot of the mountain. Night was falling, and the faint glow of hearth-fires warmed the little village. I heard a heavy thump behind me and felt my back sprayed with snow. 
 
 `` I respect your decision, Dovahkiin, but it gives me great sorrow.'' Paarthurnax's rumbling voice was filled, for the first time that I knew of, with a tangible sadness. I could feel the warmth of his breath on the back of my neck. `` You have done Keizaal - indeed, all of Taazokaan - a great service, and I wish it did not have to end this way. You have broken the power of the World Eater himself! I only desire to see you accomplish greater wonders even than this. But I see now that your time is expired, as all worldly things must. You are led to my mountain by dez - fate. All is as it must be.'' 
 
 `` This was never my home, Paarthurnax. I've done my duty, and my usefulness has reached its end. It's time for me to go back where I belong.'' 
 
 `` Home.'' Paarthurnax mused. `` Where is home?'' 
 
 I turned to him and smiled. `` A long way from here. Nowhere on Tamriel, nor Nirn, probably not even all of Mundus.'' 
 
 `` Hmm. How hard it must be, to have been so far from there for so long. I understand.'' 
 
 `` Hard sometimes, yes, but not always. I wish I could turn and go straight back to Breezehome, have Lydia put some food on, eat a good meal by the fireside. But it would n't be real. I have to go back.'' 
 
 `` As I have said, dovahkiin, I do not dispute your choice. Go! But first, I have but one request.'' 
 
 `` What would that be?'' 
 
 `` I wish to hear the thu'um of the Last Dragonborn one more time. Then I will trouble you no longer.'' 
 
 I turned back to the edge and looked upward. The moons and stars were obscured by thick gray clouds, and a light snow was beginning to fall. I took a deep breath. 
 
 `` LOK VAH KOOR!'' The shout erupted from me with a thundering boom, and the clouds were gone. Moonlight glittered off of the mountain snow. 
 
 `` Good-bye, Paarthurnax.'' 
 
 I jumped.
