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A Song of Ice and Fire: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

[A Song of Ice and Fire Fanfiction] Transported into the body Viserys Targaryen, the rightful sovereign of the Andals, Rhoynar, and the First Men, and the Guardian of the Realm, I embrace my title as the 'True Dragon.' **Update**- I can now confirm this book will be a harem book. around 250ish the book alludes to the possibility of it while introducing the first confirmed woman the MC sleeps with. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hello everyone, I wanted to diversify my projects a bit after my earlier stumbles and newfound success and motivation from my main translation work as I start to get into a groove of improving my translating abilities. ASOIAF and GoT overall seems to be a popular but have a somewhat underserved audience on here compared to something like Marvel, DC, and shonen jump manga /comics. That being said I am very well aware of the rather large distaste for bad Chinese fanfiction translations. I do my best to select works that have a large volume of chapters that are available to me. Given that I’m in the US and don’t have access to things like Alipay or WeChat (believe me I’ve tried :( ) to get access to more popular sites like b.faloo and my extreme unwillingness to just touch up existing MTL translations means I will continue to have to select from a limited number of projects. I also know the color of the eye on more human side of the face should be purplish but I'm still super new to using Midjourny as my focus this past month has been more on getting my quality up and creating a stockpile of chapters for my main translation project.-- also I got lucky with the image actually kind of reflecting a more intense version of what I would imagine the "golden finger" looks like.

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Chapter 801: The Rebel

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The forges of King's Landing were bustling with activity. Master blacksmith Tobho Mott, who had once forged a sword for Viserys, removed his shirt, revealing his sinewy muscles. Though advanced in years, his physique remained well-maintained due to his frequent physical labor.

After Viserys lifted the confinement and allowed the former queen, Cersei, to leave the Red Keep, he had once intended to marry her and have a child to join the ranks of the nobility.

However, unfortunately, Cersei was only thirty-four years old, and time had not left deep traces on her. Her appearance remained stunningly beautiful, attracting the attention of Euron Greyjoy, the Governor of the Iron Islands.

Euron, for Cersei's sake, disregarded her past misdeeds and the scandalous stories that had been the talk of the town among the people of King's Landing for many years. He insisted on marrying her. With better options available, Cersei naturally looked down upon him, a commoner who had risen to power by chance, an old man. In the end, she chose to marry Euron.

At this moment, master craftsman Tobho Mott led his apprentices, sweating profusely as they forged divine weapons. One by one, the once-renowned divine weapons were sent into the furnace to be reforged.

These divine weapons had once been symbols of royal power, such as the Stark family's Ice. This greatsword stood taller than Robb Stark, its blade wider than a palm, forged from Valyrian steel, dark as smoke.

The sword was so large that it was not suitable for killing enemies on the battlefield. When Eddard once wielded this sword to slay White Walkers, he would become breathless and exhausted in mere moments. Even King Robert, renowned for his strength and valor, had once wielded this sword on the battlefield, personally slaying the first White Walker in eight thousand years.

Yet now, this sword was sent into the furnace to be reforged. The history and past it embodied, as well as the authority of generations of Kings in the North, all melted into a pool of molten iron in the furnace, ultimately imbued into a new divine weapon, becoming the "Rebel" - the god-slaying spear.

This name was personally chosen by Viserys. When master blacksmith Tobho Mott heard it, his body trembled slightly, and boundless trepidation rose within him.

Limited by his perspective, he did not understand why His Imperial Majesty had given such a name to a dragon spear that had not yet been forged. However, he dared not voice his opposition and could only comply.

Outside the forge, Viserys stood on the second floor, quietly overlooking the bustling scene below. By his side stood a woman.

This woman wore loose robes and donned a red lacquered wooden mask. She was the Dothraki envoy, claiming to be a Shadowbinder from Asshai, named Quaithe.

A few days ago, after a meeting to discuss details had concluded, she had taken the initiative to seek out Viserys for a private conversation.

Quaithe bluntly told Viserys that the current "Khal of Khals," the Dothraki "King" Moro, was actually Drogo, whom he had burned to death back then.

At that time, Viserys was still just a young man leading an army for the first time, while Drogo, who had recently inherited his father's position and transitioned from a Khal to the Khal of Khals, was also young and inexperienced. However, Drogo's tall stature and bearded face made him appear more mature.

The young and arrogant Drogo led his tribe westward, intending to plunder and ravage the newly-grown Andal city of Andalos.

Amidst the crisis, Viserys personally led his army to confront the Dothraki raiders. The two young men clashed in a fierce battle at the present-day eastern border of the empire, Harrenhal, the former homeland of the Rhoynar, Garin the Great.

In the end, the immature Drogo suffered a Waterloo on western soil. He underestimated the enemy and fell right into Viserys' ambush, burning to death in a blazing fire.

After the war, Viserys found Drogo's corpse and, after confirming his death, buried him with honor.

However, he did not expect that Quaithe and two other Shadowbinders from the east would find Drogo's body and use necromancy to "resurrect" him.

Then, Quaithe and the other eastern Shadowbinders manipulated Drogo's corpse using shadow magic, regathering some remnants, and returning to the Dothraki Sea. They renamed him Moro, the same name as the first Khal who unified the Dothraki people.

Eventually, in the bloodstained grasslands of the holy city, the tragedy of the Dothraki knights, Moro completely unified the Dothraki Sea after the mad decisive battle at Vaes Dothrak, becoming the undisputed Khal of Khals among the Dothraki.

Viserys had not expected that this "Moro," whose name he had never heard in the original timeline but had suddenly risen and swept across the Dothraki Sea, unifying the Dothraki tribes in this era, was actually Drogo, whom he had burned to death. At the time, he had been somewhat curious about who this person was.

Unfortunately, the man was already dead, and what Quaithe and the others were controlling was nothing more than Drogo's corpse. Otherwise, Viserys would have quite liked to chat with Drogo.

Because the world had undergone too many changes, the world he was once familiar with had become unrecognizable under his influence.

Drogo had led his tribe westward and nearly strangled the young Viserys in his cradle. That was the most critical moment Viserys had ever faced in his life.

Drogo was definitely one of the opponents Viserys respected the most. At that time, Viserys had not yet grown up, and Drogo was also just starting to show his edge. Unfortunately, two opponents who should have vied for supremacy in the eastern continent staged a deadly decisive battle prematurely.

However, the past was in the past, and the dead could not be resurrected. The trepidation once faced was now nothing more than a laugh. Even if a hundred thousand Dothraki were to march west now, they would be nothing more than ashes beneath the dragon's flame. Viserys merely sighed slightly.

After candidly revealing her identity, Quaithe explained her purpose and goal in coming to the western world.

She had come to the western world and used necromancy to resurrect Drogo's corpse merely to borrow and lead the Dothraki to save her homeland.

Because the eastern Shadowbinders had long prophesied the breath of the world's end.

Unfortunately, the Dothraki army encountered the Golden Dynasty in the east, and a fierce collision erupted between the two great powers spanning the east and west. In the end, both sides suffered heavy losses.

The Dothraki were battered and bloodied, fleeing back to the western world in a sorry state, failing to successfully reach Asshai beneath the shadow.

The entire world's descent into the Long Night was beyond Quaithe and the others' expectations.

Because she had only predicted that a world-destroying crisis would brew in the east.

She had initially thought it would be the monsters of the Grey Waste rising up and destroying Asshai, but she had not expected the arrival of the Long Night, a disaster on a global scale.

On time for a change haha.

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