So disappointed!
At the end of Oblivion--and I mean the part where it FEELS like you're at the end of the game--the end takes, like, hours. You have to destroy Mankar Camoran after jumping through a hundred hoops to get to his afterlife magical whatsit realm. Then you have to amass a humongous army of people to drive into the master Oblivion gate, and run through the Oblivion world, to close the gate. But then all the Dremora assholes flood out and ransack the main city. And then you have to escort Martin through a massive clusterfuck of demons and daedra and asslicks. THEN, you run him to the middle and there's a big giant battle and Martin farts himself into a dragon and destroys a 10-story-tall Mehrunes Dagon, then explodes into a fucking statue.
In this game, it didn't feel like I was at the end until I realized that the portal to Sovngarde was open. And even then it seemed to me like this was just another step in the quest, until I looked over in the banquet hall and the 3 legendary heroes were all there barking at me. They ran outside and I was like "wait no I haven't explored yet
". So then we run out and fight Alduin and it's easy as fuck. The ground were we fought him wasn't even that impressive or anything, it was just the grounds just off the whalebone bridge. So like I shoot him with 10 arrows and hit him twice with a sword, didn't get a killing animation, and then he explodes into a mass of oily shit and the sun comes out.
Then the heroes are like "yay" and the guard guy who I fought and beat easily goes "k sendin ya back now, PEACE NIGGA" [how very inappropriate, to a redguard].
When I get back, the big white dragon has very little to say to me, and Delphine wants me to kill him for some reason but fuck that, why would I kill the only sane dragon, but I can't deny the mission or clear it off my journal by telling her she's a dicktool, and the Greybeards are just like "WELP we think you're an asshole and I hope you enjoy all these weapons we've given you".
So, jilted, and kind of angry that I am not getting just massive dicksucking for saving the world, I go back to my house in Whiterun, and my husband Vilkas and my housecarl Lydia have NOTHING to say about it. One of the retard guards in Dragonskeep goes "Yay you beat the dragon, thx bro". But then the next one goes "why the hell would you let a dragon go after catching it you faggot??" and I can't even bitchslap him for such insolence without getting fined/jailed.
So now I have to settle things between either Ulfric or Tullius and I don't really agree with/like either side, so I'm just like, "who cares :/".
I mean, FUCK. I'm the dragonborn. I'm supposed to be queen. That's how. It. Goes. Dragonborns are kings--sons/daughters of Talos and all that. Fuck. And I would rule a million times better than these fucktard layabouts.
I had WAY more of a thrill doing the Thieves' Guild plotline.
SO disappointed
But, that said, ... Still a very fun game. Just wish they'd spent more effort on the end of the main plotline D: