The Inquisition has fallen, the gold of halamshiral has tarnished, and Thedas is nothing more than a whisper of what it once was. Solas succeeded in his plan to tear down the veil, and with it, the world. With absolutely nothing left to lose, Inquisitor Ishani Lavellan must re-write history itself to save Solas from his own pride, and hopefully, the world. Completely uncertain of what alternative world her intervention will bring, Ishani must navigate Ancient Arlathan, the Evanuris, and the Dread Wolf's rebellion, all while trying not to show the tenderness she holds in her heart for the man she knows very well, and who in this timeline, doesn't know her at all. At least... he isn't supposed to. Notes: This story will update weekly on weekends and sometimes more often or less predictably as the motivation strikes! Top Rankings: #1 dragonageinquisition

"Words, Ka'riya," he said quietly. "I need words." My throat worked before sound followed. Heat crept up my neck, settling in my cheeks, and I looked away despite myself. "Yes," I said. "I am sure."

What is the life out there ?

⋆♱✮☽🦇☽✮♰⋆ Beware the one who lingers by your door, Whose breath chills the air and withers the crops.He hungers not for bread, but for the essence of life. Perform the rites, give the offering, Lest his curse fall upon your house. They are deemed a peril beyond mortal reckoning, cursed to roam the earth in shadow and despair, haunting the steps of the living, drawing forth their breath, and sowing sickness with their spectral touch. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖞𝖗𝖊

-Just a quick warning, this book is extremely poorly written. I was 12 when I decided to make this freak show, I am now 14. I might be editing it to make it better, but I'm not 100% sure yet. Hope yall enjoy and please, ignore the typos, I know it's hard-

"I never knew someone could have a number as a name." "Well, I never knew someone could have a weapon as a name," he shoots back. "Got me there," Update: Please ignore all spelling errors

She was an enigma. A captivating mystery. His little riddle to solve. The first thought that danced through his mind at dawn, and the last whisper that lingered as night fell. She was his serenity and his chaos. His peace, and his storm. The spark that ignited his smile, and the whirlwind that left his thoughts in ruins. In his eyes, she was the unspoken essence of perfection... even as she stitched a tapestry of restless nights across his soul. The woman of his dreams and his worst nightmare, all at once. And him? He was just something to pass the time. ≫ ──── ≪ Jason Kolchek x OC ≫ ──── ≪ TW: death, violence, depression, anxiety, suicide, sex.

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