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After a vending machine accident, an otaku meets a deity resembling Morgan Freeman and is reincarnated as Eddard "Ned" Stark to save the Game of Thrones universe. To survive, he secures three wishes: usage of The Force (adapted to the Old Gods and Direwolves), intuitive civilization-building knowledge, and a 10x growth multiplier for training.

This is a story about a slave boy turned ruler. Though this is not a fairy tale, people will died and maybe are own MC will too. only time will tell in this story. this will be an slow paced first arc and then we get going .Warning this story is going to be very Dark and it is a Daenerys ship though I do plan on him having one or two relationships before that. I don't like harems so that's not happening. This is my first story so I would like the constructive criticism. But this is my story.

This is the story of Ser Lyonel Dondarrion, the Lightning Knight. Story starts at 61 AC

Born as Alaric Thorne, the last son of a disgraced house, I was raised as a ward within the cold stone walls of Winterfell. For years, I grew up in the shadow of the Starks—Robb’s fiercest rival in the training yard, Jon Snow’s only true confidant, and the man Lord Eddard Stark trusted above all others to be the personal shield for his eldest daughter. I am eighteen, the same age as Sansa Stark. To the world, I am her silent, loyal shadow. To her, I am the only one who knows the fire hidden behind her "Little Dove" mask. But the world I knew was about to shatter. On the morning of my eighteenth birthday, the day the King’s wheelhouse was spotted on the horizon, a cold voice echoed in my mind. [The Bloodline Monarch System has Awakened.] ....... Harem: Sansa, Margaery Tyrell, and others to be decided as the plot unfolds. Note: This is an original work, not a translation. I am working hard to stay ahead of schedule, so you can expect consistent daily updates!

Before you stands a living legend. The Laughing Storm reborn. Dragoon, Pyromancer, Hydra Mage. Chain-breaker, Night-slayer, and future Emperor of Valyria. Too many titles? Don’t worry. They all belong to one man. Gendry. Once a nameless blacksmith. Now a force the world can no longer ignore. This is the story of his return and his rise to power.

An AU version of the story. Its mixed with House of the Dragon, Game of Thrones, and Blackfyres. I just wanted to try out something new.

Lo Quen was in his dorm room playing League of Legends, jungling with Shyvana, when he was suddenly transported into the world of Game of Thrones. There, he became Gerion Lannister’s ceremonial slave and was taken into the ruins of Valyria. In that moment of despair, he obtained the True Dragon System, which granted him the power to transform into a dragon. With it, he made a narrow escape from the Valyrian ruins and stepped onto the grand stage of A Song of Ice and Fire. Years later, the world stood united. No longer a humble slave, he was crowned with the blood of the True Dragon and honored with the titles: Conqueror of the World, Dragonlord, Emperor of the Great Empire of the Dawn, God-Emperor of Yiti, and the sole rightful ruler and guardian of Essos, Westeros, and Sothoryos. From the ashes of Valyria to the heights of supremacy, this is the epic of a mortal who became a dragon and conquered the world.

When a devoted fan of A Song of Ice and Fire opened his eyes, he found himself standing in Westeros. Not as a king. Not as a lord. He became Suleiman, a nameless minor knight under the impoverished Daddings family, living by the muddy lower reaches of the Green Fork in the Riverlands. No gold. No soldiers. No influence. The family ruled over barely fifty peasants and held a status so low they were nothing more than silent figures in the corners of noble banquets. Before him stood the crushing weight of eight thousand years of aristocratic hierarchy. Yet in a land torn by war and shifting tides, this outsider from another world began his climb. From the mockery of “Sir Stinky Castle” on the edge of a swamp… to the throne of the Trident itself. In Westeros, even the smallest pawn can become a king.

In this continent ruled by thousand-year-old families, bloodline means everything. Glory, power, even the right to survive—are all decided by birth. But I am only a hunter’s descendant. No noble blood. No inheritance. No future. So how do I climb to the highest seat of power and join this deadly feast of thrones? A broken golden finger? A glimpse of the future? Or just sheer, ruthless luck? One thing is certain—this game belongs to those who dare to defy fate.

I’ve transmigrated! The bad news: I’ve become Tyrion Lannister from Game of Thrones. The good news: in this world, Tyrion isn’t a dwarf. As Tywin Lannister’s second son and heir to Casterly Rock, Tyrion grew up spoiled and unrestrained. He’s tall, handsome, and carries long pale-gold hair that gleams faintly silver under the night. One eye emerald, the other violet—an unsettling charm that earned him the nickname “Lust Demon.” Now armed with memories from another world, noble blood, and irresistible looks, Tyrion is ready to dominate the Seven Kingdoms. Countless lovers surround him, yet—does he truly love only one? A harem or a single heart? Magic, dragons, White Walkers, Citadel plots—no system, low magic, close to canon.

Greene Kleb, a modern man, awakens in Westeros as the young Baron of Whispering Castle. No system. No cheats. No harem. Only a crumbling keep, a forgotten family, and a swamp crest that few remember. The great game has already begun. Kings rise and fall, lords plot in shadows, and the Iron Throne stands as the prize above all. Greene knows only one truth: in this world of ice and fire, mercy is weakness, and loyalty must be forged, not begged. Armed with wit sharper than any sword and a will as cold as winter, he begins his Machiavellian climb. Step by step, the Baron of Whispering Castle will carve his name into the songs of Westeros. And when the last embers settle, only one question remains— Who will sit the Iron Throne of Ice and Fire?

Amon awakes with his favorite tv show. A game of thrones, however, not during the time of Dany and John, but instead during the peak of Targaryen power. He was born as the eldest son of Baelon and Alyssa Targaryen, becoming the eldest of the original two brothers, Viserys and Daemon. Thinking he was to be king because of the story and plot of the TV show, he waits within the Council of 101 only for his brother Viserys to be crowned king. Furvious he took Balerion and flew east. After 8 years of being away, during his niece's 14th Name day, he returns with gifts and powers beyond the scope of the Targaryan line.

Bounded by chance and separated by blood. Two lives, a Lady and her Guard, collide beneath a complex, medieval-inspired fantasy world, where noble families struggle for control to rule, while unknown enemies rise in the west. It is a tale of love and lore, of power and prophecies, of seasons and survival.

When I first transmigrated, I thought my most cunning enemy was Varys. I eliminated Varys. After that, I believed my deadliest foe was Illyrio. I eliminated Illyrio. Then I crushed the Dothraki, thinking the path was finally clear. But with the Dothraki gone, the Free Cities became my greatest threat. Ah— Only now do I truly understand: My most dangerous and insidious enemy is neither Robert nor the White Walkers. He stands high above me. He is the one all men worship—the gods themselves!

Reborn as Drogon, the black dragon of Game of Thrones, Chen Yu quickly realizes one fatal problem—his thoughts can be overheard by Daenerys Targaryen. [These two clumsy dragons need proper training. If they die this easily, they’ll disgrace the entire dragon race.] The next day, Daenerys calmly issues a new command: “Jackie, stop feeding Rhego and Viserion separately. Let them fight over the meat… just don’t kill each other.” Rhego & Viserion: My dragon life is over. [Tyrion is more than capable of serving as Hand of the King.] “Tyrion Lannister,” Daenerys announces, “you are hereby appointed Hand of the King.” “But… I’m a Lannister,” the Imp protests. “I trust you,” she replies. [Daenerys has been unusually irritable lately. Could it be… her period?] Daenerys: “???” A dragon who knows the future. A queen who hears his thoughts. Westeros is about to spiral completely out of control.

An accident transported Galon into the body of the sole heir of Galbart Glover, lord of Deepwood Motte. It was the eve before Eddard Stark rode south. For the sake of his house, Galon chose to claim Sansa Stark first. Years later, seated upon the Iron Throne and gazing over the Seven Kingdoms, Galon Glover would still remember the night he dueled Joffrey for Sansa.

Prince Aegon—third son of Prince Baelon Targaryen, great-great-grandson and namesake of the great Aegon the Conqueror—was never meant to survive his first year. But the Gods, having laughed their fill at their own original designs, altered the fates of men in mere jest. Now, Viserys and Daemon Targaryen have a younger brother, in whom the realm sees the third head of the dragon from the royal sigil. What life have the Gods ordained for him? What mark will he leave upon the history of the Seven Kingdoms? --- This is a translation Raw novel: “Третья голова дракона” --- Read advance chapters on my Patreon Pa-treon (.) com /WinterScribe

In 298 AC, when Jon Arryn was poisoned, Matthew knew his chance had finally arrived. Chaos is a ladder. Robert would die. Stannis would kill Renly—and kinslaying is an unforgivable sin. That meant the only remaining legitimate bloodline of House Baratheon would be a bastard. And he just happened to be one. A reincarnator’s ambition never stops. From that point on, Matthew worked even harder to make money. When he finally earned his first gold dragon, fate smiled on him—his cheat ability activated at last. That was when Matthew truly understood one thing: what he wanted, no one else was allowed to take. He didn’t just want to be King of Westeros. He wanted Essos as well. He wanted Braavos—and the Iron Bank’s vast fortune. “Faceless Men? White Walkers? Dragonlords?” As Matthew sat on the Iron Throne, runes carved across his body, he listened to his subordinates whispering and let out a cold, disdainful smile. “How many rune weapons do you think they can stop?” “Ten thousand enough?” “If not—don’t worry. I’ve got more.”

A great kingdom is nearing its end, and a new era is about to begin. Daeron Targaryen once thought about competing for the Iron Throne — maybe even saving this crumbling realm himself. But then he looked around: the “Mad King” Aerys II, Rhaegar, Tywin, Robert… yeah, not exactly easy company. Life’s tough — maybe it’s better to just settle down and farm instead. Now, with a red comet appearing early over Westeros, comes a “Stardew Valley-style system” that lets him master five skills — farming, foraging, fishing, mining, and combat. Maybe someone like him can still write his own legend.

When Lynn woke up, he found himself transported to the continent of Essos. The girl standing before him instantly caught his eye. In a dream, a black dragon bestowed upon him the name Lynn Auger. With the fiery blood of the dragonborn running through his veins, he begins his journey toward the symbol of ultimate power — the Iron Throne. But when faced with the Throne’s seductive pull, Lynn commands his dragon to breathe fire upon it, melting it into a pool of molten iron. “If someone needs a throne to prove he’s a king, then he never deserved the crown at all.” — Lynn Auger