I went to Dive Rock. It was night time. In real life, almost 10:00 PM. I took Shadowmere and looked out over towards Skyrim. And there it was. The Nord homeland. In the distance, I saw what seemed like the Throat of the World. I headed back to dive rock and looked out amongst the stars, then slept until the morning.
And morning did come. I rode back over to the place where I was earlier, and looked at the mountain again.
"You cannot go that way, turn back" the game said. Ah, Oblivion, that is where you are wrong! For tomorrow, I WILL go that way, and tomorrow, I will not turn back!
And with those parting words, I looked out over Dive Rock once more. I looked down. Long fall. Then I jumped.
And I fell.
And fell.
And fell.
I saved the game, quit, and took the disc out of my PS3. A tear almost rolled from my eyes. In the short time I had the game, it had been one damn well good short time. Congratulations Bethesda, you've won me, and tomorrow my $60 will go to you. And goodbye Oblivion, you've served me well.
So, how did you say goodbye to Oblivion? If you did at all.