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Reborn as a Bolton

A deeply hedonistic, perverse, sadistic and selfish man loses his life. And because of all the evil he did, he is sentenced to decades of torture. After a time in his prison, he manages to escape, and for such a feat he is awarded to reincarnate with five special talents. For Magic, Sex, Poison, Archery and Alchemy. Reincarnated in the world of Game of Thrones, as the brother of Roose Bolton in seek of immortality, to dont go back to that place. * It is based on GOT, not ASOIAF, but there are many characters not typical of the series by the timeline in which the events happen. So it ends up looking more ASOIAF than GOT. But I think it is unnecessary to read the books to understand * *The chapters have 1,200 words except for the first. But this is measured in the language I wrote which is Spanish. So when translating them it is normal for the number to vary* *Harem tag is not a normal harem. He doesnt love the girls, they are just sex toys. The only one that is kinda serious for him is (SPOILER) Ashara Dayne (SPOILER), the rest are, as i said, sex toys, or they have a important position and MC uses sex or feelings to manipulate* *WARNING: There is rap*(The Mc is the rapist) and sex with minors. So wait a, before reincarnating an evil MC. And after reincarnating a selfish and totally cold MC.

The_Ozymandias · Livros e literatura
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Chapter 43: Old Valyria: Return to Braaavos

(1,200 words)

- Percival Bolton POV -

- Valyria - Old Valyria - Essos - 280 A.D -

I was very happy but at the same time upset. I had found three dragon eggs, but one was broken. At first I thought it was broken by this guy, so I was about to go to Braavos directly, heat up a metal, and penetrate the bloody soldier's daughters with a boiling metal rod up the anus. But the egg was broken a long time ago, probably by debris. So I'll just sell them as sex slaves or something. Or maybe I won't do anything to them... What do I know, I'll do whatever I want.

One egg was red and the other was blue. So they weren't Daenerys' dragons which were, red, yellow and green. They were my own dragons, and I was very happy with this.

But it was not all roses, because, according to what I was informed by a soldier who went up in the tower. He had seen tens of thousands of those damn creatures approaching me.

It's impossible that there are so many scouts.... They have to be former inhabitants of Old Valyria... This is troublesome.

"We're leaving, quickly to the ships" I said to the men, to which they nodded.

"Yes my Lord" they replied in unison.

"I will carry the eggs, and you will be sure to protect me.If I arrive with the eggs safely, the families of the four of you will live in mansions" I told them, and their eyes sparkled with happiness and greed. But it was obviously a lie, as none of them would live.

I have to say I looked very unrefined, and rather pathetic.... I was carrying the eggs in a box we had brought, it was quite uncomfortable. Although fortunately the eggs weren't that big. Just a little bigger than my hand. But the magic necklaces I carried them in a bag. So I carried the box and the bag with the necklaces. Although with the necklaces, I was changing them with my soldiers. The journey would be long, and I was very anxious to get safely to the place.

My life wasn't at risk, but it's the feeling of when you pick up a valuable loot in a video game and have to get it to safety in a hurry. Now multiply that by 100, as these eggs will define my future in a direct way.... All that's left is to pray to the gods.

"I can see the ship..." commented one of my soldiers as he let out a resting sigh.

"Is that so?" I asked with narrowed eyes.

"They're coming!" shouted another, and I did what any survivor of the zombie apocalypse would do. I grabbed the eggs and collars and started running. My minions behind, and about 200 yards away, the rotting creatures. "Things I do for power..." I whispered, and the Shadow Demons wounded the legs of the soldiers, knocking them to the ground.

If I arrive with the eggs safely, the families of the four of you will live in mansions" I told them, and their eyes sparkled with happiness and greed. But it was obviously a lie, as none of them would live.

I have to say I looked very unrefined, and rather pathetic.... I was carrying the eggs in a box we had brought, it was quite uncomfortable. Although fortunately the eggs weren't that big. Just a little bigger than my hand. But the magic necklaces I carried them in a bag. So I carried the box and the bag with the necklaces. Although with the necklaces, I was changing them with my soldiers. The journey would be long, and I was very anxious to get safely to the place.

My life wasn't at risk, but it's the feeling of when you pick up a valuable loot in a video game and have to get it to safety in a hurry. Now multiply that by 100, as these eggs will define my future in a direct way.... All that's left is to pray to the gods.

"I can see the ship..." commented one of my soldiers as he let out a resting sigh.

"Is that so?" I asked with narrowed eyes.

"They're coming!" shouted another, and I did what any survivor of the zombie apocalypse would do. I grabbed the eggs and collars and started running. My minions behind, and about 200 yards away, the rotting creatures. "Things I do by proxy..." I whispered, and the Shadow Demons wounded the legs of the soldiers, knocking them to the ground.

They cursed me badly but I kept running. This would give me at least about 20 seconds or so, which was enough.

"Get the boat ready!" I shouted loudly with the box in my hands and the bag on my back. "Quickly!" I shouted once more, and everyone awoke from their stupor as they readied their boats.

I quickly climbed up with Davos' help, and I took a breath.

"The rest?" asked Davos quizzically.

"No... Phew..." I sighed in exhaustion. "They didn't make it. We were attacked by red creatures. But they are coming, so we must sail now" I said, and they all hurried even more with fear on their faces while I lay on the ship because of my tiredness.

"Good grief" muttered Davos with the ship already departing as he watched the horde of beings in red. "They are too many...::"

"They are... Davos, they definitely are" I said with a tired sigh. This trip had taken years off my life..... Not literally of course.

Now though... The way back would be a problem with only six soldiers. Not that the rest of the soldiers were very helpful either. And so it was... We encountered two more Krakens, and for lack of an army, they sank the last of the ships, which was already a bit damaged. Fortunately, though, there was nothing valuable on the ship. Everything was on the main ship.

We stopped in Volantis for a while, as I had some soldiers as well as sailors waiting on the spot. As a spare of course. I am not so naive as to expect a trip without losses.

And already after that we could go directly to Pentos and then continue to Braavos. Although in Pentos... I did something interesting.

- Pentos - Free Cities - Essos - 280 A.D -

"Mmmmmm" tried to speak a group of people who were tied up inside a cellar. They were tied to a pole, and under them were two clumps of straw, with a dragon egg each.

The next moment, a flame sprang from my hand, and I took it to the straw bushes. They caught fire and began to burn alive the six people who were tied to the pole.

His skin began to burn and the smell of cooked meat, the bad kind, began to emanate from the cellar. But no one would ask questions. This was my city, just like Braavos. Its leaders were competent and loyal people, as I gave them everything they have. My best tool is my ability to feel feelings. It is simply magic.

After a while, when the fire went out, I went to check the eggs, and found two beautiful winged creatures. One red and one blue. I gave them a slight endearment, but they didn't come near me. They were afraid of me, which is normal since I am not a true Targaryen.

They are beasts after all, so I could tame them in time. But I'm not going to risk getting burned in anger, since I have no resistance to fire. I'd rather have a slave than a loyal beast. So without wasting time I put the collars on the babies, and although they complained at first, the next moment they pounced on me to make me affectionate with their bodies. Not in a sexual way of course.

The necklace gave the possibility to put someone's magical signature, and the only way to change that was to kill the owner of the signature. So I can trust that the dragons are mine alone.

They also adapt with the growth of the beast, so it will work forever. It was just perfect.

- Braavos - Free Cities - Essos - 280 A.D -.

"My Lord, it is a pleasure to see you again" a smiling Qyburn said to me.

"Same here" I replied smiling.

"Although... There are certain matters to discuss" he said to me, and I raised my eyebrow slightly. "Lady Ashara awaits you in her palace with an expression.... Impatient."

"Did you tell her I was in Valyria?" I asked, and the guy nodded.

"The other issue... Tomorrow a group led by Oberyn Martell should arrive, with the excuse of retrieving Ashara Dayne. His brother is also coming because of what the wind whispered" Qyburn commented as I frowned. Arthur Dayne was a tricky fellow, and with his sword he could finish off my Shadow Demons.

It only remained to prepare for his arrival, as well as my meeting with Ashara.

"Leave them in THAT place" I said to Qyburn passing him the box with the baby dragons. His eyes widened as he understood what it was, but he carried out orders.