Skyrim but. . . .

Well that's just great, you dove through the door into Skyrim and blacked out. When you woke up, you were in the prison cart, headed for Helgen. You actually felt great on the ride down, you are the freaking Dovahkiin, with the power to harness Dragon souls and be the biggest badass imaginable, this might actually be the single most awesome thing to every happen to anyone. You smugly walked up to the executioner and laid your head on the chopping block, counting down the seconds in your head until Alduin, Eater of Worlds came to turn Helgen into Hiroshima. Accept, when the great dragon appeared, changed the sky with his shout and began causing chaos, that oafish executioner fell on top of you, preventing your escape with Ralof, then collided into you as he fled in terror when he got up. He send your skull accidentally into the block of stone they were using for the executions and you passed out. When you finally came to, Helgen was a burnt ruin, the sun was starting to set and you were still laying there, still in your shitty rough-spun tunic and foot-wraps, no weapons, armor, lockpicks, items or experience points to show for it. Yeah, your off to a great fucking start, so where from here, "Hero of Skyrim"?