"...RK47...RK47"
"Rk47!...RK47!"
...zzz...Huh?...Ciri, shut up, I don't want to kill Imlerith, the last part of this game just drags on and sucks."
"Wake up, RK47, it's me"
"Who?"
"It's me, Colonel Sanders!"
"What?"
"Colonel Sanders, from KFC. It seems you have eaten enough KFC that I can project myself into your mind."
"What?! Where am I?"
"Oblivion"
"That game was terrible. Loverslab wasn't nearly as good in it."
"Not the game, the place, we're in Oblivion, I brought you here to see what awaits."
"Awaits what?"
"All of us, if you do not do something. The game you thought you've been playing isn't a game. it's real, Molag Bal threatens not just Nirn, but your world as well-"
"-Like Sword Art Online?"
"No, not at all like that, shut up and let me finish."
"Okay, Lah"
You have been brought to Nirn by me, where Molag Bal makes his first strike, if we do not stop him here his anchors in your world will take root and he will destroy Earth as well, along with everything you love:
Do you see now RK47?
"No...but he's just a fictional character!"
"He exists in your world too, though you know him by a different name: Todd Howard."
"That can't be! That's impossible! ...Well, I guess it actually makes sense."
It is true, and his Dark Anchors have already taken root:
You must do this quickly before his greatest weapon is unleashed, Fallout 4. You must defeat Molag Bal and in doing so stop his plans as Todd Howard."
"I will, Lah."
"Good."
"Wait, did you just change appearance?"
"No."
"I'm pretty sure you changed into the Lore guy from The Elder Scrolls for a second."
Absolutely not. Now it's getting time for you to return, this has no doubt been hard on your mind."
"I have 100% completion on Huniepop, my mind is invincible. That's why I'm sure you looked different for a second back there--"
"--Good luck Champion!"
*whooosh!*
"...Whatever, Lah."
"I'll be watching."