Chapter 1

My name was Henrik Torks, On a fine day i was on my way to college but i was shot and killed before i can even register it, as you may have guessed i'm also a member of the cliche story of the transmigrators. I didn't really know that before 'HE' came in, a random ROB, that explained everything to me and gave 2 wishes and i can decide the world. So i decided to go to the world of TVD/TO, and my wishes were: that the more time i live the stronger my human/vampirism abilities and my magic grows and to be a member of the original family and all that was granted in silver platter.

And so everything begins i was borned before freya and finn so i was the Big Brother and Freya the Big Sister. When i was born i was greeted by Mikael's face, i raised my hands to try and touch his face to see if it was real but he took my hands and did it for me. I heard mikaels voice ' he's going to be a fine warrior and my greatest heir and Ragnar Mikaelson shall be his name. I didn't really like the name because i knew what it meant and the pressure that came bearing it.

It has been a pain in the ass to grow up again, so i spent my lazy ass planning everything i wanted and would do in this new world.

On the fifth year freya was born was born and then four years later came finn, so i was nine by the time so came the years i came to dread mikaels way of training, because at nine years old i was a physical witness of mikaels devil's training. In all these year i was training i discovered a perk that came with my first wish my mind has been strengthen to a monstrous level. I could learn the fighting style of mikeal and then some. So instead of sulking i put even more effort in training my physical form and try to control my strength.

During all this i took time to look for the tree that could kill my family once we were turned and hid some for later.

And as the years went on with me learning everything from my father, mother and ayana and my strength growing every year and my magic the same. Like my mother i inherited her magic, and to prepare myself for the future i took it upon myself to steal every knowledge of magic from ayana and my mother's grimoire. Just so i can make my own when i have the right materials. All my siblings were born and i have a sufficiently good relationship with them. But i wasn't always at home with my family because i went out to fight in war, and like that day by day month by month passed and due to my broad knowledge on how to fight wars i was given the name of The Strategist because of all the strategies of wars i have given to win, but it wasn't always easy. Not because i got the memories of my past life did i know how to use the and that was the true challenge The vikings was afterall a fighting bunch so overall it was a blast.