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Transmigrated As Viserys Targaryen!

Haaah!  I want to rest... I fought for about a quarter of my previous life, killing demons and all. My name is Mark; well, it used to be. I used to be your regular weeb who was too much into anime and 2D girls, but one fine day, I got clichéd. I was hit by a truck and got sent into the world of Demon Slayer. I was the same age as Tanjiro and, by luck, was able to meet with him.  I made friends with him and was able to learn sun breathing.  I fought alongside them and somehow killed Kokushibo, the Upper One. He was really impressed by my fighting skills and gave up; otherwise, I would have died.  We then fought Muzan, and after sacrificing many people, we killed him.  But that wasn't why I was dead. You see, before Muzan died, he transformed Tanjiro into a demon, like in the cannon.  But unlike in the canon where he was able to resist, he couldn't resist and killed me.  That's right, the one who killed me was Tanjiro.  I want to rest now… I was about 20 when I died, and I have been fighting demons since I was 15.  I killed almost 100 demons with the upper one among them; I am too tired... But, as if to mock me, I was reincarnated again; well, technically transmigrated, but it's the same.  Although there are no demons in this world, it is a dangerous place, well, for others, at least.  This, like the previous one, was a fictional world once filled with dragons and magic.  This is the world of Game of Thrones, and I am Viserys Targaryen, brother of Daenerys Targaryen, son of Aerys Targaryen, the mad king.  And I don't want to go back to Westeros. I have changed the MC. Before, the MC was transmigrated as a random dothraki, but I thought over it and felt that it would be right for the MC to transmigrate as Viserys Targaryen.

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Viserys was now walking down the Chequy port. After talking to Dany, he made his way here to find a ship that could accommodate him and Dany, along with their luggage.

He still has some of his family jewelry with him, so he wants to find a reputable merchant.

The Chequy port was bustling with people dressed in nice clothes compared to the fish market, and the merchants here are more trustworthy than those at the fish market.

The air is filled with the taste of salt. He could hear some merchants yelling at the workers to hurry up.

He walked toward one of the workers. "Hey, which one of the ships is leaving for Pentos by tomorrow?"

The worker, a man in his thirties, looked down at the kids; he was a little taller than Viserys. He held a book in his arms, most likely an accounting book, and that was why Viserys chose to ask him.

The man's eyes widened a little when he looked at him; he recognized Viserys; his long silver hair and purple eyes didn't help hide his identity.

'Calm down…' the man thought to himself. His eyes glinted with amusement as he said, "Our ship leaves at dawn tomorrow."

Viserys stared at the man for a moment, 'It seems that he recognized me.' But then, he shrugged his shoulders as he thought, 'It's not like I am hiding my identity.'

He looked over to the ship; it was a decent Braavosi ship, not too shabby, nor was it luxurious.

"How much?" he asked the worker.

"How many passengers!?" The man replied, without stating the price.

Viserys squinted his eyes at the man, but still answered, "Two."

The worker nodded his head and answered, "12 gold dragons each!"

Viserys's eyes widened in surprise, 'Fucker! Are you trying to rob me?!'

He glared at the worker and bargained, "5 gold dragons each!"

This time, it was the worker who glared at Viserys and said, "Hah! Kid, that's too low! Ten gold dragons each!"

But Viserys shook his head and proposed, "Seven gold dragons each!"

SNICKER

The worker snickered at the Targaryen prince and replied, "Kid, if you want to go at that price, none will take you! You can just swim all the way to Pentos!"

TSK

Viserys clicked his tongue and proposed, "10 gold dragons both! That's the best I can do!"

But the worker disappointed him and said, "The best I can do is 15 gold dragons for both!"

Viserys thought for a moment and said, "How about we both compromise a little: 12 gold dragons for both?"

Viserys and the worker both stared at each other; the world around them disappeared as they entered a battle of wits.

'Heh! I was a Hashira, you dumb fuck! I had to travel all around Japan to kill demons! You think your little stare could sway me!?'

They both stared at each other for a few minutes, each trying to pressure the other. But at last, the worker relented, "Fine, kid! You win! 12 gold dragons for both! Be here early in the morning tomorrow! The ship will leave with the first rays of the sun!" the worker said, begrudgingly.

Viserys grinned as he paid two gold dragons to the man; he made sure that he was giving the coin to the right person and left the port.

He knew that it was a bit overpriced but didn't mind since the ship was decent and offered some safety.

…..

It was almost dusk when Viserys returned to their home.

He looked over to the horizon to see the sun setting. 'I wanted to bring something nice to eat, but she will throw it out the moment she gets on the boat!' thought to himself with a chuckle.

Walking into the house, he looked around for his sister and walked into the bedroom when he heard some noise.

"Dany, I am home." He said as he walked in. But his gaze softened when he saw his sister holding a portrait of a woman.

"Dany…" Viserys whispered as he walked toward her. She was kneeling in front of a few trunks while holding the portrait.

Dany's eyes moistened as she looked at the woman in the portrait. She had long silver-gold hair with bright purple eyes; a kind smile adorned her face while she wore regal clothes befitting a queen.

The woman was Rhaella Targaryen, mother of Viserys and Daenerys Targaryen. A kind woman raped by her own husband for years.

"Brother, do you think Mother is watching us?" Dany asked without turning her head.

She didn't remember much of her mother as she was too young. But whenever she looked at the portrait, her eyes moistened.

Viserys knelt beside her, putting his arm around his sister and pulling her closer; he said, "Yes, Dany. I'm sure that Mother is looking over us."

He then kissed her forehead as he continued, "I am sure she's proud of you."

Dany smiled at her brother's words; she stayed silent for a while before she asked, "Brother, why can't we go to Westeros?"

Viserys frowned as he looked at his sister, "You know why we can't go there, Dany. There are only enemies and their swords waiting for us."

"But isn't it our home? Why do we have to leave?" Dany asked as she turned toward her brother, her eyes pleading with him for an answer.

"Because we are weak, Dany. Currently, we are just two kids with no armies or supporters," Viserys explained calmly; he didn't want to yell or shut her up.

Dany's eyes widened at his words; although she didn't understand much, she knew from the knight that bad people had thrown them out of their home while killing their father.

"Then, can we go back once we are strong!?" Dabh asked innocently, 'I don't want to move around. I want to go home,' she thought to herself.

SIGH

Viserys sighed; he was tired of fighting and didn't want to fight anymore. "Sure, but we will talk about it once you are older, all right?"

'At least with this, she will forget it for now,' he mumbled to himself.

Daenerys pursed her lips for a moment before she nodded hesitantly, "Okay..."

Viserys looked at her for a moment before turning toward the trunks and asking, "Have you packed?"

"Mhmm," Dany hummed as she replied, "I packed both our clothes along with Mother's jewelry. I packed some books that we have, but they have already filled the trunk."

She then turned toward her brother and informed him, "We don't have enough space to fit the utensils in the trunk."

Viserys nodded his head and said, "No need for them. Our clothes and mother's jewelry, along with some books, are fine. We won't need utensils."

'Having more things would only slow us down when we escape to the forest.'

Daenerys frowned but didn't say anything; she didn't want to leave the utensils only to buy them again.

"Is that all?" Viserys asked as he looked at the two trunks.

'I wonder if one horse can carry me, Dany, and the two trunks.' He mused inwardly, thinking about his escape once he stole the dragon eggs.

"Yes, brother," Dany said as she nodded her head, indicating that these two trunks are everything they have.

"Okay then, we will eat something light today. I don't want you to be seasick once we board the ship," Viserys informed.

Seasickness can lead to diarrhea, and he didn't want his sister to get it.

Viserys then went out and returned quickly with a loaf of bread along with two fish.

The siblings enjoyed their last meal in Braavos and Dany slept in her arms, rightly hugging him.

Viserys woke up early in the morning and woke Daenerys. The sleeping princess pleaded to have five more minutes, but he didn't let her.

With a pout blooming on the Stormborn, they both made their way toward the Chequy port, paying a fisherman to leave them there.

By the time they reached the ship, there was a woman standing in front of it.

The woman was in her thirties and had rough, tanned skin with some wrinkles dotting her face.

"Are you the two kids?" the woman asked grumpily. The worker from yesterday had informed her and assigned her to the siblings.

"Yes," Viserys said as he nodded his head; Dany, however, was behind Viserys as she looked at the woman.

The woman stared at the siblings for a moment before turning around. "Hey, fuckers! Come take the luggage and put it in the guest room!"

She then turned toward the siblings and informed them, "You can leave the trunks there and follow me. I will show you your room."

Viserys nodded his head, held his sister's hand, and boarded the ship.

'This…is only the beginning!'

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