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From Winterfell’s ancient walls to the blood-soaked fields of the Riverlands, the winds of Westeros bear witness. In the chaos after King Robert’s death and Lord Eddard Stark’s execution in King’s Landing, the North refuses to kneel to Joffrey Baratheon. Robb Stark marches south, defeats Jaime Lannister at the Whispering Wood, and lifts the siege of Riverrun. In the great hall of Riverrun, Greatjon Umber raises his sword and proclaims him King in the North. No prophecy guides him. No dragons shield him. Yet before gods and men, the Young Wolf is crowned.

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

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

Bound by prophecy. Betrayed by blood. Saved by the man she should never love. Princess Elara of Eryndor was born with the weight of a curse and a crown, a destiny carved in ancient prophecy and sealed by her father’s ruthless ambition. All her life, she has been caged in silk and silence, her every breath watched, her every dream forbidden. Until the night she tries to end it all… and a mysterious knight pulls her back from the edge. He is sworn to protect her, but his eyes hold secrets as dangerous as her own. Beneath his vow lies something darker, something that draws her in even as she knows it could destroy her. As enemies close in and shadows whisper of rebellion, Elara must choose between duty and desire, fate and freedom, and decide whether love itself is the most dangerous chain of all.

The smoke from the War of the Usurper had barely settled, leaving the Seven Kingdoms in a state of fractured ruin. While the victors indulged in their celebrations, the common folk were left to wither under the twin cruelties of a harsh winter and the charred remains of their homes. History was destined to march toward the inevitable clash of ice and fire—a catastrophe that would eventually swallow the world whole. However, the arrival of a soul from another world has fractured that timeline. Guided by the divine mandate of the Seven, a new leader named Hugor rises. Bearing the Banner of the Seven Stars, he prepares to cross the narrow sea to reclaim the sacred lands. His mission: to forge a new destiny and establish a reign of eternal glory in the name of the Gods.

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)

Lightweight system) (Slow-heating) Aegon travels to the world of A Song of Ice and Fire and becomes Aegon Targaryen, who shares the same name. Good news: He possesses the bloodline of the Valyrian Dragon King and can ride dragons. Bad news: I didn't transmigrate into Aegon the Conqueror who conquered the Seven Kingdoms, nor into any of the Targaryen kings in history, but into "Little Aegon"—yes, the one who got smashed against a wall by the Mountain and had his head split open. To make matters worse, the Targaryen dynasty had already fallen, and a usurper had ascended the throne in King's Landing. He could only drag his broken body and rely on the system to stay alive as he fled to the Narrow Sea. Aegon thought he was getting a tragic and heartbreaking script, but what happened? Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in at the Valyrian Ruins and received 1 chance to win a prize. Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the Golden Legendary item and obtained King Ghidorah (juvenile form). Aegon stared in astonishment at the grotesque three-headed beast on the system screen: "Wait... is this art style right?!" When the shadow of a three-headed dragon, obscuring the sky, swept across King's Landing, when the chaotic Seven Kingdoms were reunited under the dragon's wings, and when usurpers and traitors were reduced to ashes in the flames, the maesters who wrote the Targaryen Chronicles bestowed upon him the title "Aegon the Avenger" after Aegon the Conqueror.

A man wakes in chains—neither noble nor born to this world, yet bearing the name Ser Henri Crent and a forged letter from a dead lord. With modern cunning masked as knightly honor, he schemes, fights, and manipulates his way upward through the Realm's tangled courts and blood-soaked tourneys. Trial by combat becomes his ladder; every scar, every lie, every calculated mercy a rung higher. No oath binds him, no house claims him—only ambition, sharp as Valyrian steel. In a realm of dragons and direwolves long faded, one outsider will climb to power by any means necessary… or die gloriously trying.

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.

Reborn as Daemon Blackfyre, a few years from the canon. I've hidden my identity renaming myself as Godwyn and achieving countless things to reach heights one are capable of. My skills were unparalleled and I became known as the Godwyn the Golden, the Mercenary Lord, the Dread lord, the Harbinger of Death. He united the Golden Company and became it's De Facto leader while making a deal taking Daenerys Targaryen as his wife in exchange for supporting Viserys. ====== I'll try to post at least one Chapter a week as much as possible.

This is my first webnovel. Dance of the Dragons: Blood Rewritten follows Prince Aegon Targaryen, who is reborn years before the Dance of the Dragons with memories of the war that destroyed his family and the realm. Determined to change fate, he grows into a responsible and disciplined prince while watching injustice, favoritism, and the repeated mistakes that go unpunished around him especially those that once led to the fall of House Targaryen. When the events at Driftmark threaten to set the same tragedy in motion again, Aegon decides to act early and use the forbidden power of Old Valyria to stop the coming war before it can begin, no matter the cost.

The realization didn't come with a flash of light, but with the cold weight of a Valyrian steel ring on his finger and the suffocating heat of King’s Landing. He was no longer a spectator to the tragedy; he was the tragedy. As Aegon II Targaryen, he knew the math of the Red Keep was simple: there is no room for a king’s eldest son in a kingdom ruled by his sister. To Rhaenyra, his very existence was a declaration of war. In the quiet of the library, the scent of old parchment and beeswax hung heavy in the air. "Your Highness, you seem to have developed a sudden, singular passion for the chronicles of our ancestors." Otto Hightower moved with the practiced grace of a predator, taking the seat opposite his grandson. His eyes, sharp as a maester’s quill, scanned the boy for any sign of the drunken wastrel he had expected to find. Aegon didn't look up immediately. His fingers traced the cracked leather of an ancient volume, his touch almost reverent. "Grandfather," he began, his voice distant, "if you were to open every history book in this Citadel, from the Doom of Valyria to the day my father took his seat on the Iron Throne... what do you think they would truly say?" Otto’s brow furrowed, his Hand’s pin catching the flickering candlelight. "The histories? They speak of many things, Aegon. Duty, lineage, the rise and fall of great houses. There is much to learn of governance within them." Aegon finally looked up. The dazed fog in his eyes had cleared, replaced by a terrifying, lucid spark. A slow, sharp smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. "I’ve read them all, Grandfather. I’ve looked past the dates and the names of dead lords. Between the lines of every conquest and every betrayal, the ink screams the same thing." He leaned forward, the shadows of the library dancing across his face.

Before you stands the Reborn Laughing Storm, the Legendary Dragonrider, the Supreme Pyromancer, the Superb Water Wizard, the Charismatic Wild Stag, the Breaker of Chains, the Destroyer of the Long Night, the Collector of Dragons, Wolves, and Roses, and the One True Sun across the Narrow Sea. What’s that? Too many titles to keep track of? This is Gendry—the story of a blacksmith’s rise to greatness.

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.

Robert Baratheon OC SI. Only, someone took the canon out to the back, and shot it dead.

The night of revolution is brief, but the glory of the dragon is eternal. Transmigrated into the body of the "Beggar King," Viserys Targaryen, a frail soul finds himself at the edge of the world with nothing but a fallen name. But this is not the Viserys history remembers. Armed with lethal warrior talents and an ancient affinity for fire, the last true dragon begins his ascent. From the dusty streets of Essos to the Iron Throne of King’s Landing, he will not walk the path of exile alone. He is the Father of Dragons, the Breaker of Crowns, and the Emperor of a New Valyria. Where dragonfire sweeps, his empire follows. Witness the rise of the True Dragon Emperor as he defies the Long Night and reclaims a continent with blood, fire, and an iron will. in case you want to support me (special benefits) p4treon.com/ThePlotHoleRefuge (+extra Chapters)

Genshin Impact X Game of Thrones Raiden Ei reborn as Argella Durrandon The Cryo Archon gathers all the seven gnosis' , launching a rebellion against the heavens, dragging rest of Teyvat into it. Raiden Ei, the Electro Archon, dies as she deals a fatal blow to the Heavenly Principles, while she and the Cryo Archon are clashing. Her story does not end yet.

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. ------------