Morrowind. You know Vivec, the main city of Vardenfell, the big place with the irrationally-designed cantons and the underground and that racist b____ with the magic dagger killing "Outlanders" and anyone else who gets in her way? The place where it can take half an hour to move 100m on the map because you have to go all the way round via several different floors down and back up? The place where you can't take 100 paces without "Keep moving," "We're watching you, scum," or my favourite, "If you're here for trouble you'll get more than you bargained for?"
Well, I lost it.
I'd traipsed all over the island. I'd hunted down brigands, tracked down the murderers of tax inspectors, returned valuable jewellery to its rightful owners, gathered mushrooms from a swamp full of uglies, dealt with plague zombies and demon-worshippers, escorted pilgrims, protected sacred rites and everything else for them, I'd had every disease going outside Corprus and paid to be treated for all of them in a world where people happily stand outside in a blight storm and tell you that standing outside in a blight storm will make you sick, I'd retrieved the f*****g Hellraiser puzzle-box for some guy in exchange for some trivial information, I'd been sent off on all sorts of daft errands, I'd fought corruption and vampires and I was getting sick of it.
"We're watching you, scum."
*sching*
*tchack*
"Ugh!"
*tchack*
*slice*
"Urgh ... "
WATCHING ME, ARE YOU? WERE YOU WATCHING THAT? COME ON THEN!
COME AN' 'AVE A GO IF YEH THINK YE'RE 'ARD ENOUGH!
Vivec became a ghost town. I still won. I shoved The Devil Himself off the ledge into the lava, used the fancy weapons to destroy the Heart, put them away and used a LOT of healing magic to survive the Mortal Wounds, and Arkay came along and thanked me for ending the zombie plague. I'm still, technically, the Nerevarine Messiah. I just did a Sodom & Gomorrah act on Vivec City along the way.