A Song of Ice and Fire

*Flutter*

My eyes opened. Greenery came into view. Huge tree leaves gave me shade. A woman's body seemed trap within and her face, sleeping peacefully.

I looked at my own body, frail and delicate yet compact, filled with hard muscles. A plain white toga covered me from my right shoulder to my toes leaving my right side from the waist naked to the world.

My pink nipple looked like a cherry waiting to be plucked.

I held a silver flute in my palm which was somehow made out of wood yet metal. Weird. Goatskin, my mind screamed every time I would look at it.

It had been a year since I transmigrated into this world. My soul seemed to have merged with the original soul of the body. Interesting because my soul turned out to be the victor since I attacked the body when it a kid.

However, nymphs grow fast unlike humans who take years.

My childhood had been well spent amongst my nymph sisters. My mothers seem to hide me from the world since they say that I am the only male nymph.

Something about a certain horny goddess of beauty cuming to claim my willy.

One part of me wants to rebel and venture out and one wants to enjoy the company of my sexy nymph family. The former seems to be one of the characteristics of the soul I merged with.

It longs for adventure and the world. However, it balances out pretty fine since the other part of my soul just wants to chill and play music.

Maybe the latter is because in my previous life I died at the young age of sixty-nine. I had just gotten retirement four years back and was chilling with the savings money.

My wife was already dead meanwhile my son was married. I had a few grandsons as well. It was fun playing with them. Although, it is a pity that my son divorced his wife.

Well then again, she was stupid. Who names their child Bob?

After retirement, life was good. I was young, rich, and wifeless. Teenage girls at the bar loved me, the same went for the late thirty-year-olds who I would tell my wife is dead.

So yeah, popcorn to watch records of The Ed Sullivan show while playing chess and playing piano with my toes.

Later in the evening I would pray to Lord Oink and read verses from 'The King of Faries is now a Daemon Lord'. The version that is for WSA 2022. Best harem novel ever made in my opinion. Alpha non pathetic villain MC and beautiful character development between females.

Done. Life was peaceful.

Then like every other night, on my bed, with a belly full of wine and a girl's mouth around my cock. I closed my eyes to sleep.

When I woke up, I was being crushed by many naked women however since did not mind and liked the feeling... I went to sleep again.

Raising the flute to my face, I pressed its embouchure against my lower lip slightly.

[Listen to Game of Thrones Theme Song(Flute Vers).]

*Hmmmmmm...*

A simple tune flowed in the air, the tree leaves instantly began to sway in the direction of the gentle wind as the insects slowly started to chirp melodically, contributing to the harmony.

*Hmmmmmmm.....*

The darkness empowered me, I felt a little lost in the tune. I could hear the sound of waves, the sound of the sun, the sound of the skies, and the sound of fire... and ice.

*HMMMMMMM....*

The clouds parted ways, and a huge divine brilliance fell. The melodic tune traveled realms and kingdoms.

*Hmmmmmm.....*

A bastard-born child of winter. A child born of the storm. A dwarf with a cock bigger than his head and a poisonous queen wrapping her huge tongue over her brother.

*hmmmmmmmMMMMMMMM!!!!!*

In the middle of everything was a throne, a great iron throne made out of a thousand swords of enemies, enemies who were friends, and enemies who were siblings.

Then-

*MMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!*

A huge flame engulfed it, melting the very material of bloodshed and power. The thorns turned into needles that turned into knives that lost their edge and finally into liquid.

*hmhmhmhmhmhmhmmmmmmmm...*

A dragon took off in the skies, his eyes glinted with a hint of desire. Lands unknown, Gods unknown, and stories unknown.

*mmmmmhmhmhmhmhHMMHMHMHMH!!!!*

Most of all, kingdoms unknown and thrones unknown.

All would face his wrath and after it would calm, they would gain freedom.

With the wheel... broken.

*HMHMHMHMHUMHUMHMUHHUMHUM!!*

The insects chirped louder than ever before while the birds sang a sweet aesthetic background melody.

The waves rose and fell into the water making the sound of a baton beating a tom.

I opened my eyes.

In front of me lay a deathly silence, the pond beside me was lull, the nymphs inside were asleep, and the insects that I had heard chirping had gone hunting grass.

An owl flew and sat on my right shoulder. It's gaze was still and unmoving which was kinda creepy since it was not night yet.

*-Clap-clap-clap-clap...*

"That was an amazing performance." I tilted my head and saw a gorgeous beauty.

A full-length woman's chiton covered her body. Her arms were bare and smooth as jade of the Chinese quality.

Black hair cascaded like a waterfall while her stormy grey eyes glinted brightly with mystery and wisdom.

"Is this a piece you made?" She asked, walking a little closer to me.

I looked at my flute, then back at her, and nodded. I guess in this world I am the one who made it... so it is not really a lie.

She twirled her hair with her index finger as she sat beside me, leaning against the sleeping oak tree nymph.

"It is beautiful. What is its name?"

I looked into the horizon. At the edge of the clouds was a brilliant white patch blazing with an otherworldly radiance.

My lips could not help but curl up into a smile.

"A Song of Ice and Fire."