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Later on, I am going to explain the continents of these stories. Just note that out of all the three stories here; Dragon Age is the game I least know about so just know that there's probably going to be more errors and less information that paragraph.

NOTE: I don't claim to be an expert in these stories so please inform me if there is an error that is not corresponding with the canon lore. However, I will change some things to fit it in with my narrative.

[Jaehaerys Black POV] [287 AC]

Darkness. Darkness is what surrounded my vision. Where was I? The last thing I remember was rescuing that pretty lady from those bandits and then... NO! I began groaning and then I tried to open my eyelids. I was on a soft bed resting my head on a soft cylindrical pillow with a fair, leathery blanket. In the room were stone brick walls with various patterns of dragons and what looked like to be some letters I didn't understand. Some candles were lighting the room on the table beside me. Overall it looked to be ancient yet refined. It was very chilly. Were we high up?

I turned my head and saw the same lady from earlier staring down at me with a concerned expression. Earlier I didn't have to scan her but wow, she looked exotic. She had a sharply defined face with blue eyes staring down at me. Her face was flawless but what shocked me most were her clothing or rather lack of. I blushed as I saw her very luscious breasts and legs with areola hanging out. Her skin tone was purple as I began scanning her red nail polish and lipstick.

"It's rude to stare you know..." she said sultrily with a teasing expression bringing out of my scrutinization of her. I blushed tomato red as I raised my hands saying, "I swear I wasn't staring miss!" She replied, "At least do something first like..." as she took my hand bringing it to her stomach feeling her abs. I immediately tried to get up but I regretted it as soon as I did that. What the hell? The only thing that happened was that my throat was slit.

"What happened? What's your name? What are you? How are you not cold? Why am I so weak? And where am I?" I asked continuing, "Wait sorry, sorry, I'm a bit of a hypocrite."

"You've been sleeping for three weeks. As for why you are weak we had to perform a ritual where we took blood from the Dragon Paarunthunx and put into you restoring your health."

She looked at me with a curious yet concerned expression before continuing, "Don't worry. I am a desire demon granting all your deepest desires be it wealth, power, or lust..." she explained breathing down on my neck.

She then continued, "This is going to take a while so buckle up. You can call me Crespa. I am from the Fade." As she saw my confused expression she elaborated, "The Fade is a realm separate from the material world and is separated by a thin Veil. Although we cannot physically cross it, mortals can cross into the Fade by dreaming, through magic, and as for why I am here well someone very powerful must've brought me here into the material world without blood magic. Perhaps a ritual when I came to Kings Landing."

"You came to Kings Landing?" I asked incredulously.

"I did but not physically. I came to your dream and I ended up going unconscious and then waking up with the bandits. What I can say is that I heard a voice guiding me to your dream and then hearing three voices saying a chant."

"So it's destiny then?" I joked humorously

I saw her crack a smile, "Cute," continuing, "but I don't like leaving myself in fates hands."

"And be the grain that goes against the waves?"

"Better to be unique then bowing down to fate's plan."

I smiled in agreement saying, "I agree but I'm curious, who do you think those voices are?"

She put her eyebrows in concentration then replying, "Well. I'm not so sure. From what I've heard things are not going so good in the three continents."

"Wait, three continents!"

"Oh yeah! I haven't that to you yet. The continent that you are from, Westeros is one of the three continents I know. The continent where we are on is Tamriel and the continent northeast of us is Thedas where I come from. When we rode on the dragon Paaruthunx he explained what Tamriel is like. There are two major powers, the ailing Empire where once they ruled all of Tamriel they now only rule Cyrodil, the capital province, Skyrim, the province where we are in, Morrowind, and High Rock. The second power is the rising Third Aldmeri Dominion ruled by Altmer, elves, or what they call mer. They rule in the Summerset Isle, their capital province, Valenwood and Elsweyr. They fought a Great War leading into a stalemate but was favoured for the Altmers leading to the White-Gold Concordat. Some terms were the outlawing of the worship of Talos, one of the Nine Divines, the religion of the empire, the disbandment of the Blades, the former protector of the Emperor, and the right for Thalmor Agents, called Justiciars, to move within Skyrim to enforce the new laws. The effects of which are heavy as I hear especially in this province where there is resentment."

"So are these Thalmor like good or racist?"

"Paarunthunx never told me. He didn't really care about the wars of the mortals. From what Justiciars I've met during my scavenging about they are stuck up and really racist they even insulted me for being a slut by wearing the clothing that I usually wear and then I killed him."

"Wait why don't you wear clothing in front of me?"

"Oh no this is just for you," she whispered in ear licking it with a flirty expression on her face

"The hell women! I'm not old enough for these activities you pervert!" I angrily replied

"Aww. The longer I have to wait for you to act, the more of a chance someone else might pop my cherry," she teased me.

I don't know what came over me but the thought of someone else claiming made me furious. "Don't dare do it," I said huskily. Wait, what? She's not even mine.

"There we go. You should show that side of yours more often," she egged me on.

"Maybe..." I replied. I mean it was my Stark blood to claim someone but right now I should focus on getting some explanations.

"Anyways we're getting off track. Thedas is where I come from. There is the nation of Orlais, Ferelden, Nevarra, the Free Marches, Antiva, Rivain, the Anderfells. the Tevinter Imperium, and the Qunarian invaders. We also use a different timeline from Westeros called ages which are dictated by the Divine, which is head of the Chantry, and right now it is 9:32 Dragon one year after the Fifth Blight."

"Fifth Blight?" I asked

"Patience. The primary religion in Thedas is the Andrastian Chantry. The head of the Chantry called the Divine, names each age lasting around 100 years where on the 99th year they pick an event which help them name the next age. There have been nine ages in the Chantry Calender and the most recent is the Dragon Age was in the Blessed Age, the age before, there were dragon sightings not seen in centuries which marks this age as a period of violence and upheaval. Before the Divine Age, the first Age, it is counted as Ancient counting backwards. You remember the Fade?"

I nodded.

"Well in the Fade houses the former Golden City where the Maker once stood. In -395 Ancient Magisters from Tevinter who worshipped the Old Gods, whose origins are unknown, went to the Golden City and corrupted creating the first Darkspawn. They are tainted creatures who are believed to be soulless. Strange blackness flows out of their eyes and mouth. They do not need sustenance but are rather sustained by the taint and provide quick healing from wounds which provides full healing from loss body parts and also having lots of physical advantages over the other races of Thedas. With good night vision and you can see why they were deadly."

"How did they reproduce?" I asked.

"Well, they had special broodmothers who were captured female prisoners who were force-fed taint until they transform into Broodmothers. Horrifying. Here this a poem from someone named Hespith."

She handed me a paper which was noticeably bloody. It read:

First day, they come and catch everyone.

Second day, they beat us and eat some for meat.

Third day, the men are all gnawed on again.

Fourth day, we wait and fear for our fate.

Fifth day, they return and it's another girl's turn.

Sixth day, her screams we hear in our dreams.

Seventh day, she grew as in her mouth they spew.

Eighth day, we hated as she is violated.

Ninth day, she grins and devours her kin.

Now she does feast, as she's become the beast.

Now you lay and wait, for their screams will haunt you in your dreams.

As I kept reading this poem I became increasingly disturbed. I can't even imagine being inside in a room locked as each the darkspawn kept coming and coming to eat us one by one. Then when you would sleep you would have to put up with the horrid smell and screams of the victims and if you tried to make any major sudden move you would be next. It would be even worse if you were women as you probably be one of the last ones being alone with their corpses if it were even recognizable as it would probably be just bone. And then if your husband came next you would have to watch and listen as the love of her life is eaten. If you were suddenly picked then you would be force-fed their vomit until you turned. And if you were lucky to not be chosen then you would have to watch as someone else is slowly. Until eventually she comes willingly to be violated and turned into an abomination as she is forever left alone. I frowned as my face scrunched up in disgust.

Although I was confident in my combat abilities the thought of them ravaging the land brought a chill to my spine. Were they still there? The sheer numbers made me scared for once in my life and while I would be able to protect what remains of my family and friends who would be there to protect me?

She hugged me bringing my face between her breast and comforted me by saying, "Shhh... Little boy. Everythings going to be alright. Darkspawn only come out of the underground when they find an Old God and corrupt it into an Archdemon and that is called a Blight. It usually happened every 200 years and the last one ended 1 year ago so don't worry."

While that did comfort me, while I subconsciously blushed and brought my arms to hug her, I wondered how did you kill Darkspawn?

As if reading my mind she explained, "While you can kill Darkspawn through conventional means you would have to be extremely skilled and strong. An elite fighting force dedicated to fighting the Darkspawn called the Grey Wardens would use whatever method to fight them including blood magic and demons. The Hero of Ferelden, who slew the Archdemon, just recently became the Queen of Ferelden married to King Allistair. Now that the Darkspawn are now scurrying away. There is currently a Mage-Templar War going on right now."

"Now that I know what's happening care to tell me what demons are, especially you?"

She raised her eyebrow in amusement and said, "Well I will tell what we are if you tell me your name first."

My cheeks flushed in embarrassment as I brought my hand to rub my hair saying, "Sorry Crispy, my names Jon," as I grinned animatedly.

She playfully scowled as her eyes danced in amusement, "Oh it's Crispy now is it?" As she brought her hands to tickle me.

"Ha ha ha ha wait, stop please hahaha!"

"You only have to call me Crespa."

"No Never!" I affirmed as I cheekily grinned.

"Oh really?" She doubled down on her tickle efforts as I laughed harder and harder. But then I started to tickle her back being careful not to touch her more sensitive regions. In the end, we were both playing and laughing.

"So can I call you Crispy?"

"As long as I can call you Johnny."

We both stared into each other with both warmth and love as we started to nuzzle each other hugging each other for warmth and comfort.

"Oooooh! Little Johnny's awake now," she said flirtatiously as her eyes went down and licked her lips.

I looked down and I was NAKED! What the hell! How did she manage to undress me while we were cuddling? I brought the blanket to surround me as I tried to preserve my dignity as my cheeks blushed even redder.

"Okay. Time out Crispy. How about no overly-intimate actions until I get older. Deal?"

She humphed playfully, crossing her arms replying, "Fineeee. But one of these days you are going to ravage me!"

If I am going, to be honest, she sounded genuinely disappointed as I frowned. My smile returned as I returned, "Of course. As long as you don't pop your cherry."

"Of course you're the only one for me," she stated as she rubbed her hand over my face sensuously with a smile.

"What were we talking about again?" I wondered.

"'Oh yeah so I'm a demon and you're the Dovakhiin!" She joyfully shouted pointing at me.

"The what!"

[Amelia POV]

For weeks now we've been wondering the fade in search of Crespa. By the Maker! I know she was having dreams and kinda mad at us but not to the point that she would leave us like this. Right now we were walking on the coast of a great sea with the usual green haze where it would lead to our master Kolfez. He was the one who had imbued us with our powers and granted us free will and control from the usual Desire Demon. While we knew that he had an ulterior motive for giving us powers we had no qualms with following his instructions as rare as they may be. Crespa was the only one who resisted his power to the point of being independent and then Kolfez gave us instructions to turn her lest she is killed. Honestly, at this point, I didn't know who I would support no doubt due to the subtle mental manipulations he put in our minds but he still freed us from our demonic perversions. I looked at my sister Andarina with concern and she conveyed the same message 'Is she dead?'. Suddenly the water rose up into a twister hiding our master with his usually glowing grey eyes.

For weeks now she has been gone now. I want that harlot hunted turned or killed

"But master!" Andarina shouted. I looked to her fear as she started to convulse in pain as I started to stare into her eyes and saw fear and pain as I continued bending down.

I AM YOUR MASTER! And you will do as I say!

"Master were you the one that made Crespa go into the material world," I wondered as he seemed unexpectedly his eyes seemed to show amusement.

Her original purpose was to seduce our foe and kill him but she has gone soft unfortunately even my master, who is immensely more powerful than even me, cannot penetrate the foes defender's defence.

My eyes widened. Someone more powerful than Darkness, I thought who could that be?

Nonetheless, I'm very sure altogether we can defeat Avalon

He disappeared as Andarina stopped writhing in pain. I hummed in thought. How are we going to survive this upcoming war?

[? POV]

I looked around in the tent and saw the Thalmor meeting. They were powerful but not as powerful as my master's council. I smirked and said, "So the infiltration is slowing down, yes?"

A brave Thalmor said, "The only reason we're working with you gods! Is so that we can conquer the Empire!"

I swiftly grabbed a knife and shot it towards the Thalmor who disrespected me as I frowned.

"Wrong answer. Look the only way the Thalmor will truly rule this continent is with my master's help," I tried to explain trying to reason with them

A Thalmor stood up saying, "Your just a bitch! A dog licker! A-"

His insults ceased to continue as I slowed down time and suddenly choked him to death with a smile on my face. I stabbed his stomach as I brought blood to my lips and smeared all over my body.

"So any more?"

[Jaehaerys Black POV] [287 AC]

"So we're facing this massive group of bad guys who are literal gods and your group of friends are helping them and I am supposed to defeat or save them all," I said at her with a deadpan look with despair in my eyes.

She hugged me and with a comforting smile said, "We'll do one step at a time. First, we defeat Alduin and fulfill your Dragonborn prophecy. Second, save Thedas and hopefully unite them for an army to defeat them. Finally, we return to Westeros and have one final decisive battle. Who knows you might get a harem."

I frowned and replied, "But I'm so young and how am suppose to defeat with living gods."

She let go and explained with a cheeky grin, "First of all training. Second allies or a harem. Third, if you can't beat them, join them!"

I looked at her with a horrified look and shouted, "What the hell Crispy! Join them!"

She ruffled my hair and stated, "No silly, we become Gods."

[A POV]

"You have chosen a very good partner."

So Arc I complete and things and the pieces are starting to fall into place. The next Arc will happen after I take a short break and there will be a time skip. Jon will be more mature and even more op although I am hesitant including Serana in the time skip or he could be part of Arc II. Let me know if you have a preference. Next time on What Was Lost.