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In a world where strength is measured in ranks—Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, and the lost realm of Demigod—Westeros stands on the brink of an ancient reckoning. Thousands of years ago, during the Age of Heroes, legends such as Brandon the Builder and the Children of the Forest sealed a monstrous Gate in the far North—an abyss from which abominations poured into the world. They could not destroy what lay beyond it. They could only seal it. But seals weaken. And history repeats. A prophetic dream once drove Aegon the Conqueror to unite the Seven Kingdoms, foreseeing a doom that would one day return. That doom now stirs again. The Gate trembles. As monsters begin to emerge from hidden rifts across Westeros, open wars between kingdoms become impossible. The great houses must stand together or fall alone. Silver-ranked warriors awaken their elemental masteries—fire, frost, storm, forest, earth, and wind—while a new generation of prodigies rises, each carrying the potential to reach the legendary Golden rank. At the center of it all stands Jon Snow, known by his true name Aemon Targaryen—a young warrior who awakens both fire and frost within his blood. Neither Stark nor Targaryen alone, but the living bridge between ice and flame, he alone may hold the key to transcending Gold and reaching the long-lost Demigod realm. Yet he will not stand alone. Prodigies like Aegon Targaryen, Robb Stark, Loras Tyrell, and others rise beside him, each mastering their elements as the Gate’s corruption spreads. Ancient prophecies resurface. The truth behind Valyria’s Doom is revealed—not merely a volcanic disaster, but another Gate that consumed an empire too arrogant to understand it. To close the Gate of Winter, sacrifice will be required. To destroy what lies beyond it, something greater than a Golden warrior must awaken. And if Jon fails… Westeros will not fall to kings or war— It will fall to the dark beyond the Gate. (Rheager wins AU)

Option 2：Game of Thrones: The Lustful Plunderer System Option 3：Execution Day: I Awakened the Slaughter System in Westeros The cold Valyrian steel of 'Ice' pressed against my neck. Ned Stark stood above me, ready to swing. I was a deserter of the Night's Watch, and I had one second to change my fate. I didn't die that day. Instead, I awakened something far more dangerous than the White Walkers: The Killing System. In this cruel game of thrones, I am not a hero. I am a Hunter. [Ding! Enemy Killed.] [Experience Points Devoured. Attributes Increased!] [Skill Plundered: Grandmaster Swordsmanship!] From the frozen North to the burning South, I turn the world into my personal hunting ground. I killed the Night's Watch Commander to seize power. I manipulated the Starks for leverage. I hatched a mutated three-headed dragon born of Ice and Fire to rule the skies. I don't play by the rules of honor. I play to win. And the prize? Not just the Iron Throne, but the most beautiful women in the Seven Kingdoms. From the wild Wolf Girl of Winterfell to the Lioness Queen of King's Landing, and even the Mother of Dragons across the Narrow Sea... I will plunder them all. Winter is coming? No. I AM the Winter. What to expect: Ruthless Protagonist: A pragmatist who kills without hesitation. No mercy for enemies. Solo Leveling Vibe: Kill enemies -> Plunder Stats & Skills -> Become a God. Dragon Rider: Master of "Winter," a unique three-headed dragon. Harem: Unapologetic ambition. Conquering Queens, Princesses, and Noble Ladies. Plot Omniscient: Using knowledge of the future to manipulate major events and destroy enemies like Littlefinger and the Lannisters.

One day, after waking up from a dream, Josh found himself transported from the 21st century to Chicago in 1943, transformed into a poor young boy on the streets. World War II? For Josh, who wasn't even 18 yet, it seemed too scary. But as an orphan, the most important thing for him was figuring out how to survive in this era. Fortunately, he had a Dimensional Trading System, and in this time, being a Interdimensional trader seemed like it could provide a comfortable life. However, a few months later, just as his life started to improve, Josh stared in silence at the stage of a war charity performance, where Captain America was singing and dancing with a group of girls. It's over. He was doomed. This place was actually the Marvel Universe! ___________________ What to Expect: [Moderate Pace] [Family] [Slice of Life] [Smart MC] [Businessman] [Poor to Rich] [History] [War] [World Conquer] [No Harem (Till Now Atleast)] Worlds in the Fanfic: Crossovers: Marvel, Nosferatu, Peaky Blinders, The Godfather, Mafia Game (Vito and Johnny), Sabrina (1954 film), Dial M for Murder (1954 film), Dracula Untold (Not Sure but there are hints), and more in the future. Other Worlds: The World of WarCraft, Game of Thrones, Red Alert, Equilibrium, I, Robot, and more in the future. Daily Updates!! + Extra Chapters for PS Goals. ___________________ If you want to support and get early access to the chapters, join patreon.com/AHumanMadeMOFO to read 60+ Chapters ahead of others.

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.

He died a hero in a galaxy at war. In a universe overrun by the endless swarms of the Arachnids, he fought beneath the banner of humanity in the brutal world of **Starship Troopers**—a soldier forged in plasma fire and orbital bombardments. He rose through blood and sacrifice, only to meet his end in a final, desperate battle against the Insect God itself—a monstrous hive-mind intelligence worshiped by the Bugs as a living deity. Death, however, was not the end. He awakens once more—reborn not in steel corridors or war-torn planets, but in a world of dragons and dynasties. A world where power is not measured in firepower, but in bloodlines. He has become **Viserys Targaryen**, years before the events of *Game of Thrones* begin. Before exile. Before madness. Before the fall of his house becomes inevitable. Armed with the memories of a futuristic war, the discipline of a soldier, and the will of a man who once challenged a god, he refuses to be the weak, desperate prince history remembers. This Westeros has never faced a mind tempered by interstellar warfare. Dragons are mighty. Armies are vast. Politics are treacherous. But he has seen entire planets burn. And this time… he will not lose.

Aegor was mysteriously transported to Westeros and forced to join the Night's Watch. Struggling to survive in the brutal north, he knows the legends of the White Walkers are true and senses their imminent return. As the realm edges toward chaos, Aegor must choose between escaping his fate or standing against the coming apocalypse. #No Cheats #Slow-Paced ___ All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Join My Discord: https://discord.gg/rQeZW7gZ4s

We are the most spine-chilling feudal lords in all of Westeros—the House of Bolton: a poisonous remnant of the First Men, where savage brutality and ancient nobility coexist. Torture is an art—and even more, a craft. We tear open false skins and lay bare the truth beneath. As an interrogator in the dungeons of the Dreadfort, I can smell a lie with my nose alone. Before me, no one can hide their secrets. —Domiric Bolton P.S. A Game of Thrones fanfic. Even if you haven’t read the novels or watched the TV series, you can read this without any obstacles. ------------ This is an edited version of a fanfic that was already written, but I’ve changed events, terminology, and a few other things. ------------

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 a land shaped by dragons and the weight of their shadows, a boy is born into a world of power, glory, and nightmare. The dynasty he calls home rules unchallenged, its fires lighting the skies and striking fear into the hearts of men. Yet, behind the grandeur lies a fragile truth—every flame casts a shadow, and no empire has ruled forever. This is not a story of heroes or villains, but of quiet ambitions that stir beneath the surface, of love that anchors and complicates, and of a yearning for something greater than mere survival. Amidst the splendor of a golden age, the path forward is uncertain, and the cost of missteps could shake the very foundation of a continent. In a game where even dragons can falter, the question is who will rise, who will endure—and at what cost. DISCLAIMER: Slight AU. Works of Fire and Blood and House of the Dragon don't belong to me.

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I Fucking Died Read this story about a dude disguised as a dude playing a dude in a TV show This time he plays the most heinous characters in the TV show Gregor Clegane, Tywin’s Mad Dog Next Time on ASOIAF.

He was a lot of things. He was the bastard of Winterfell. He was the lord commander of the Night’s Watch. He was the person who came back from dead. He was the king in the North. He was the true heir of the iron throne. He was Jon Snow. A soul from our world transmigrates in the body of an eleven-year-old Jon Snow. Armed with few gifts from an unknown entity, Jon begins his new journey. Read to know how the man is going to change the rules of the Game of the Thrones. [Add the book to your collection. Send it some power stones. Leave a rating and a review.] [Access advanced chapter on P@treon. Replace @ with a. One additional advanced chapter each week on P@treon. ] [email protected]/imaginarywriter 

When a brilliant engineer Mark Smith is killed in a sudden accident, he is granted a second life by a mysterious entity. His fate is decided by three cosmic wheels: he is gifted Canis Lykaon, the legendary Sacred Gear from High School DxD; he is cast into the brutal world of Westeros; and he is reborn as Rickon Stark, son of Cregan Stark, the heir to Winterfell. Rickon’s new life begins in 128 AC, born from the tragic union of Lord Cregan Stark and his childhood love, Arra Norrey. Though his mother perishes at his birth, Rickon is raised in the cold, honest embrace of the North, guided by his stoic father and his doting aunt, Sara Snow. But everything is not as it seems.....And rebirth is not a straightforward process.......

After the Long Summer, the stars weep blood, and a freezing darkness spreads across the world. The coming Long Night cannot be defeated by steel or prayers—only by igniting the First Fire can the ice be dispersed and the night ended forever. Amid war, betrayal, and prophecy, Daenerys Targaryen steps onto a path no one else can take: to awaken true fire from within the flames, and make the world remember what it means to burn.

Reborn as Aegon Targaryen, the doomed son who would one day be called usurper, he swore to change his fate. In a court of dragons and daggers, where love turns to war and blood burns hotter than fire, Aegon must decide: will he follow the path of ruin... or forge a new age for House Targaryen? Disclaimer- All characters and lore belong to George R. R. Martin. I’m just the translator swinging my word-sword so English readers can enjoy the slaughter without the grammar crimes.

In a moment of smoke and swordsteel, Daemon Targaryen gains more than he bargained for: a son born in fire, bound from his first breath to a crimson hatchling. As whispers of succession coil through the court, the existence of a dragon-bonded bastard forces the royal family to confront a dangerous truth... Dragons obey no laws but their own.

What if the three White Knights, guarding the Tower of Joy knew of Ned Stark's search for his sister. What if they were able to meet him in secret and concoct a plan to keep the new-born King safe until he could reclaim his rightful throne. Jon (Aegon Targaryen) grows up, helped by a small group that secretly prepares Westeros for the restoration of the Targaryen dynasty. As he comes of age, Jon gradually takes charge of his own destiny. This is a Jon-centric story where he claims his birthright and has dragons. Daenerys' life is vastly different compared to canon. She will meet Jon without having conquered Essos and has a long way to go before becoming a dragonrider in her own right. Endgame, however, will be a happy Jonerys riding dragons together and ruling as equals. You can read advance chapters of "Legacy of Fire and Ice" on my Patreon. Join me at patreon.com/MythosMixer for exclusive content and updates!

"That story of the Ice Dragon," Daeron said, "Those were the first words my brother had said to me in months, and it wasn't because of any row or absence from the Red Keep. It was simply because he hadn't cared to." His stance was rigid below the indifferent stars that shone above them. "I wanted a brother, but he didn't want me, and now I'm going to take everything he has." The night air tingled against the back of his neck. He did not waste words or his breath on a past that cannot be changed. "Everything, Your Grace?" "Yes," The word was as cold and sharp as a blade. "Do you believe it is considered kinslaying to wage war against your brother?" He asked mildly, "To raise your sword against him even if it's to parry a deathblow from your own kin." He never waited for Barristan to answer his question. "Whether we die by each other's hands or not, it does not matter. We have condemned one another. Not just our own lives, but those of our line." That was when Daeron turned abruptly, shifting his attention solely on Barristan. "A kinslayer is one who is cursed forever, but my family's history is written in the blood of our own kin." His eyes narrowed in thought. "But still we reign over all of Westeros," the rubies in his crown glowed like lit embers above his head. "And you still serve me, follow me." You can support me and read advance chapters on my Patreon. Join me at patreon.com/MythosMixer for exclusive content and updates!

Born as the second son of Baelor Breakspear, Matarys Targaryen would hold the fate of the Targaryen family in his hands. Born to the Greatest King who never was, what would he do to save his father from his dreadful fate? Anything. Even kinslaying.

Arthur is torn out of the Void with no past no name and no place in the world. He wakes up inside the body of a peasant boy who is already dying and that is where his new life begins. The world he wakes into is cruel. Death waits in the streets in the fields and on the roads. People lie for silver and kill for less. Power belongs to those who take it and mercy is rare Arthur starts with nothing. No family. No title. No protection. Just a broken body and a land that does not care if he lives or dies.If he wants to survive he has to learn fast. He has to fight work bleed and adapt. Every step forward is earned and every mistake costs blood. Watch as Arthur climbs his way from the bottom of society to make a name for himself and join the Game of Thrones. With the help of his Gamer System of course.