This happened some time this week, probably Tuesday.
I finished the Dark Brotherhood quest-line in Oblivion. I have two things to say.
The quest where you’re supposed to kill an entire family, I felt so guilty at first. Because you go to this farm house, where an old lady mistakes you for the person who’s going to deliver gifts for her children. She gives you some gold and a gift list to go with. The lady was nice and harmless, which is what gave me such guilt. She thought her children would get nice gifts, but no, she and them would get slaughtered by me. And it got worse, after I had finished the task of butchering them all I read the whole gift list. My guilt worsened, I felt so bad. The list was written with so much love, I was like “nonononononononono” in my head. I wish I could’ve delivered the gifts instead.
After the family slaying quest, the end of the quest-line begins. It seems you’re just killing random people, but it turns out the traitor is still alive. And you just killed the Black Hand’s Listener (the highest rank you can have). So you do some investigating, and in the Anvil lighthouse’s basement you find some disturbing shit. Especially this diary, I read the whole thing, and the decapitated head of the traitor’s mother. Then you go to Lucien’s (the guy whom recruited you and is assumed to be the traitor) new hideout but find that the Black Hand has already turned him into a rotting corpse in less than 5 hours. So now things are exciting as shit. The traitor is still alive, the Black Hand doesn’t know it, one of them is creepily hitting on me. We go to the Night Mother to appoint a new Listener. Then the tension falls flat as a pancake. Creepy flirt guy: Everyone die! Blah! I slay him and become Listener, because I was born for it.
This quest-line does not fit my good-ish dunmer, but probably my evil asshole-ish altmer.