Game Of Thrones FANFIC: Lycan

Willian prepares for bed, fixes his posture well and closes his eyes. Turn to one side, then turn to the other.

'I should have gone to bed earlier; I'll have to wake up in 3 hours... but Got is so good that I couldn't resist watching the whole season. Well, maybe I should go to sleep after the 6th episode; already late... Ah, there's no use complaining now. What am I doing? Stop thinking; I have to sleep! Go to bed! Go to bed! Sleep. I was very tired.

William tried to convince himself that he was sleepy.

After struggling with his exhaustion for a while, he finally fell asleep.

Well, that's what he thought after all. 'Hmmmm, so warm, so comfortable, I've never felt so comfortable, I never imagined I could feel so comfortable. relax... I don't have any desire for that wake up...'

Try to move. I can not. Retry. Nothing.

Despair began to invade his young heart.

'What the hell? I can not move. Wait, I can't even open my damn eyes. What the hell is going on? Ahhhh shit... God help me, aaah, I need to calm down' trying to calm down. Calm. Everything will be okay, right? Worry.

Pressure begins to overwhelm your body. Your body begins to be pushed.

"What? I'm moving? Wait, it's like I'm sliding, getting sucked? Something like that?'.

I'm trying my best to understand what's going on.

Gluuuup. (sound of something being pushed out)

"Aaaaaaaa!" The cry of an anonymous woman.

"The boy was born" is the voice of an anonymous old woman.

A small creature with wide eyes looked into the face of a scary old woman.

'What the hell is going on in my life?'

It's been 14 years; Well, how can I summarize what happened...? Well, I fell asleep, and suddenly I was born... When I was born, they thought I was crippled because I couldn't cry, and that damn old lady said "The retard is a boy" and called I'm a retard. Can you believe it? She and her whole damn family are retards!

Well, as you would expect me to react, I am only 20 years old, and therefore, taram! Another child? Fuuuuh, sigh

Okay, that shocked me. As soon as I started sleeping, I was reincarnated into another world... something that would give me a wonderful life, right? That will be fine, I hope.

So when I got the name William Corvinus, I thought I was in a world of vampires and werewolves; after all, it's the only place that lives up to that name, right? But not. My mother's name was Lynnda Stark, the twin sister of Lyanna Stark and the younger sister of Eddard "Ned" Stark. I'm in GOT. It's great, but also scary.

The story of my birth is this:

When Lyanna ran away with Rhaegar, Lynnda ended up on this pirate ship and met Marcus Corvinus, who was said to be a distant noble. Love blooms and flowers bloom. Things happen quickly, especially in complicated times. In the end, Lynnda met the same fate as her twin sister, dying from complications during childbirth. Marcus was burned alive by the Mad King while delivering a message that no one could know.

Ned arrives too late to find Lynnda alive, only knowing Lyanna and knowing the children, one of Targaryen blood and the other from another world. Of course he didn't know that; for him it was a Corvinus to know where.

William, unlike Jon, was given the name chosen by his mother, followed by his father's surname, Corvinus. Ned was convinced that Lyanna was married but kept it a secret, and before he could tell everyone, the fateful event happened.

Of course, things are not easy; People choose what they think is right, but in the past, those things were just gossip and talked about behind their backs. Obviously because Ned is so good at this gossip, an angry Lord is terrifying; he wouldn't let his two grandchildren get into such big trouble. Unfortunately, Jon couldn't have that protection because he had a complicated last name, and Ned couldn't protect him from the king's wrath, so he ended up becoming a son. wild.

As the Lord's grandson, he participated in the same activities as the young Starks, and with them he began to be taught by Maester Luwin, with effort, trying at all times to prepare for everything and against everyone.

Unlike his cousins, Jon and Robb, who hate class and would rather be somewhere else out there, William ends up caring about everything, and about his achievements, he always praised by Meeister Luwin as a learning genius. Everything happens quickly and excitedly thanks to the effort of always having books in hand and trying to learn more.

Due to circumstances, having no inheritance rights or responsibilities to a noble family in Westeros, Master Luwin always tried to persuade him to come to the Citadel to study and become a master. William always responded evasively and quickly ran away. Unfortunately, Robb ends up creating prejudice against William because he is a "know-it-all". True to his word, Jon didn't know how to act and just followed Robb like a tail.

After all, going to the Citadel may be the best path for a coward, but William has something about him - something that makes him unable to escape and makes him look forward to adventures that he would participate in, the battles he would fight, and many other things that scared him at first. Dragons exist here; Wouldn't it be great to see them?

At the age of 6, he began to train his body and gradually learned to use swords, spears, etc., slowly and with some difficulty. In his previous life he was very fond of martial arts and tried to practice, but unfortunately, there was not much time and little will, he was not there for more than six months, but now he tried his best to remember. the basics he has learned.

His exercises are very simple; he is very young; Negligence can leave behind hidden injuries; and things can be difficult. If you're unlucky, everything can be ruined.

It all started with a long series of movements inside the room; he would come down and start running. Everyone looked at him with amused eyes, but because they thought it was childish play, he only received a blunt word from Ned not to run away and not to bother others. Everything continues.

During his weapons training, his fists quickly attracted Ned's attention and he appointed Ser Rodric, master of arms, for training. Of course, Jon and Robb insist that they want that too, so they begin training.

Unfairly, once again, William excelled at learning faster and developing better coaching skills than his cousins, Jon and Robb, who followed him as captain since then.

Nowadays, it can be said that time passes slowly, when you have nothing much to do in a cold place and for a while there is so little to do but without realizing it, 14 years have passed over and certainly gives the feeling that it's very fast, well, fast when you have a lot of work to do; After all, everything is new. That damn language is also strange. Learning everything takes time.

'Living in this world is scary; well, that's fucked up, but knowing how to deal with such cruel people and knowing that there are such crazy creatures out there and that their fates will inevitably clash with mine, it's scary. Thinking while panting.

Move and practice sword swinging. Move, swing the training sword.

'I will try my best to prepare'.

Swing the sword, move, swing the sword and move.

Anxiety is starting to take over. Time passes and long-awaited events are about to happen.

Doubts as to whether events will be as they seem to be are already a certainty that they will not be; Various small details always appear, as do important details, but he still has many strengths and his greatest weapon is definitely his knowledge of human personalities.

However, there is no doubt that the storm is coming.

And the first winds have come.