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Geralt : conqueror of worlds

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He is reborn and the supreme god grants him three wishes. Travel with Geralt on his adventures .....

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Chapter 1Meeting God

"where am I? Didn't I die of illness?" I said wondering to myself as I looked around and there was nothing but whiteness.

While I was wondering, I heard a voice behind me telling me, "There is no need for introductions. You should know where you are now."

I turned around in amazement and joy while smiling and saying, "You must be the god who gives the powers in those novels ."

He replied, saying to me with a smile, "Yes, but do not ask me why I am doing this. I am a god and I can do anything. You can consider yourself lucky."

He continued, saying, "Okay, I will grant you three wishes."

Did luck finally smile at me after all the suffering in my life? It doesn't matter now, what matters is what I choose.

I looked at the god who was in front of me :

I want to be immortal and not die,

He told me, "Okay, your request is accepted."

As for my second wish, I want the power of superman

He replied to me, "I cannot give you this power. Where is the fun in that?"

I looked at him, thinking in my head that as expected, the wish should be relatively mild.

I want the ability to open portals to any world I want with the ability to take people with me.

He replied to me, saying, "Okay, but you can open a gate every ten years."

As for the third, I want to have a store where I can buy everything created in all worlds.

He replied to me, saying, "Okay, but you will only see products from the worlds you visited. As for how to buy, gold is the currency for the store."

I happily said, "Okay, now, what world will I be born into?"

He answered me saying you will know soon.

After an unknown period.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a blinding light, causing me to instinctively close my eyes.

I saw the face of a man with brown hair and black eyes looking at me with a smile, his face covering most of my vision.

I said, wondering to myself, "Is this my father?"

As I look at the man who is supposed to be my father.

A man entered the room and said to my father. Addressing him by his name, Oswell, my condolences to your woman, at least the boy is fine.

The father said to him, "Brother, I will leave the child here at Harrenhal."

He continued, saying, "He should grow up here than to follow me to King's Landing. That foolish king cannot be trusted."

When I heard the name Harrenhal, I thought to myself, "So I was born in Westeros. I don't know if this is the world of books or television. Well, no matter what, with my powers, Westeros can be considered an easy start. It seems that I am now under the rule of mad king Aerys.

I was a bit worried about the curse of Harrenhal. But, I should be fine. I am immortal.

After that, the man said, Okay, brother, I will keep him here. What is his name?

My father took a deep breath and said, "Geralt... Geralt whent?"

Top of King spur Tower

Sitting looking at this marvel thinking, if it weren't for the dragons, no one could have conquered this castle.

This huge castle is the largest in the Seven Kingdoms and is built of the blackest stone. It is said that the stones were melted in the fires of the dragons. The castle is a massive fortress and is built on a scale that would be more comfortable for giants than humans.

Harrenhal is a massive castle, with walls that are sheer and high as mountain cliffs. Its colossal curtain walls are so thick that no less than a dozen murder holes are passed before one reaches the yard on the other side.

The main gate has walls so thick that no less than a dozen murder holes are passed before one reaches the yard on the other side.

The castle has five towers of dizzying size, with equally monstrous curtain walls. The walls are incredibly thick and its rooms are built on a scale that would be more comfortable for giants.

The castle covers three times as much ground as Winterfell and its buildings are so much larger that they can scarcely be compared. Its stables can house a thousand horses, its godswood covers twenty acres, and its kitchens are as large as the Great Hall of Winterfell.

The castle's godswood is walled over twenty acres.

The castle's kitchens are made of stone and timber, with only one entrance to the room.

The castle's stables have slate roofs.

The castle's godswood is walled over twenty acres and contains a weirwood tree.

The castle's great hall has only thirty-three or thirty-five hearths.

The castle's mews are said to be haunted by the spirits of dead falcons.

I thought to myself that it was a masterpiece, but it was destroyed by the dragon. But I will make it impregnable again so that dragons will not break into it.

There were still five years before Robert's rebellion to the throne.

I must start purchasing forces loyal to me. It took me five years to collect ten golden dragons. I opened the store. The price of an ordinary infantryman was one golden dragon, while for a knight it was worth ten golden dragons.

As for the archer, he is a golden dragon as well. It seems that purchasing soldiers will have to wait.

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