Chapter 1

- year 263 AC Winterfell.

In the northern territories of westeros there were multiple noble houses, however there was also the royal house, house Stark. In house Stark, there seemed to be multiple joyous occasions the same year, seeing as the two brothers Rob and Rickard Stark both sired children to be born. Rickards second son, Eddard Stark was born during the second moon while the first born son of Rob Stark was born the fourth moon.

Guts Stark was born from the lawful union between Rob Stark and Visenya Targaryen. He had black hair with a white fringe at the front. He was born nearly 1.5 times the size of a normal child, causing his mother to become very weak considering her already weak body.

Both Eddard, also called Ned, and Guts grew up together, close as brothers.

- year 268 AC Winterfell Guts POV.

My name is Guts Stark Targaryen. My parents seemed adamant that I kept both names. I was born five years ago, the same year as my cousin Ned, but what no one other than me know, is that I have already lived a life before. A little explanation.

- Flashback The Void.

I was floating in the vast darkness that surrounded me. I didnt know how long that I was, just existing.It might have been an hour, but it could also have been nearly a millenia. I had lost nearly all hope of keeping myself sane until I could see a bright light in the far distance. I used all of my will power on reaching that light. I managed, and when I was finally close enough, I was engulfed in it and had to close my eyes? Did I even have eyes? No matter.

I opened them after a while, only to see what seemed to be a sea of filing cabinets. Almost reminded me of the scene from Ollivanders in Harry Potter. I looked around and soon noticed a person that seemed to be the size of five full grown men in one. He had a long brown beard and short spiky hair. He was looking over some papers before he noticed me.

"So I finally found you."

"Found.. me? Where... am I?"

"You are confused I see. Lets start with an introduction. I am Yawacha, the one tasked with the rebirth system. My job is to reincarnate the souls that are sent to me, but you somehow found yourself in the void."

"Whats the void? And what do you mean reincarnate?"

"First off, the void is just that, a void. No one is meant to be there, and those that end up there are always erased, until you came along and decided to spen almost ten thousand years in there." He chuckled a bit, while I just thought about the big number in shock.

"Now, about reincarnation. Basically there are some people that are marked before birth. This mark decides how your life will be and that you will be reborn into other worlds after death, of course with cheats, hehe." He rubbed under his nose.

"So what now?" I asked the big man.

"Well, considering you spent almost ten thousand years in the void before I could find you, I reckon you get a couple of them wishes that you find in hose books you read."

"Really!?" I quickly shot up from my chair, only now realizing I once again had a body.

"Yes yes."

"First though, can I ask what kind of world I will be born into?"

"Sure sure. You will be born in westeros. The timeline is completely random, no wishes can be used there buddy." He said and I deflated a bit.

"Now ask. You have four cheats, so to speak." He said and I started to think hard.

"Can I ask for anything?"

"Well, there are some exceptions such as godhood. But I will tell you if it isnt possible."

"Thanks. Well the first wish is a two part wish."

"Hoh? Interesting."

"I want the body and experience of Guts from the manga Berserk."

"Hmm. Thats a bit of a problem, you see, to get that wish you basically need to live his life. So have a nice trip." He said in a gloomy voice, only to become more chipper at the end.

"Wait wha-!?" I started, only to get teleported.

- Timeskip.

A plume of smoke appeared in the room in front of Yawacha, revealing a tall man standing at a height of 206 cm, covered in armor still swinging his greatsword.

"Griffith!!!" He suddenly saw that his surrounding had changed.

"Where am I!?"

"Welcome back. How was the trip?" I heard a voice that I recognized and hurriedly looked up to see the one and only overseer of rebirth.

"Recognize me?" He asked in a chipper tone, causing me to twitch my eye.

"You know, when I asked for his experience, I didnt mean to literally become Guts!"

"Ah, thats the thing. You have to go through his life to gain his experience as well."

"Well thats a bullshit method."

"I agree, but its a restriction that even I have to follow." He sighed.

"Fine fine, can I just get this over with? I wanna get this started."

"Of course, you have three cheats left."

"Get me the equipment of Guts made of Valyrian steel."

"Sorry, no can do. The most I can do is the blade." He said while crossing his arms over his face.

"Fine, just do that. Next, I want as much luck you can give me."

"Done."

"Finally, I want the knowledge of how to basically do kingdom-building. I dont plan on being subservient all my life."

"Acceptable. Now have a good life." He said, and I vanished once again in a plume of smoke.

- Flashback end.

As you can see, I had a pretty shitty start to my reincarnation. That, however got remedied when I found out my house and timeline. I was born in time to experience the rebellion.

But I had become five years old by now. Brandon, the older brother of Ned, Ned and me had been called by our fathers, Rickard and Rob Stark. We walked together to the solar to see what our fathers had to tell us.

As we entered the solar we could see our fathers standing at the desk as if waiting for us.

"Brandon, Ned and Guts. You might be wondering why you were summoned. It is simple, it is to start your formal training for your future roles."

"Excuse me father, but what do you mean by roles? I know that I am the heir of Winterfell, but what about Ned and Guts?"

"Excellent question Brandon. Could you Rob?"

"Of course brother." Rob answered before stepping forward.

"As you know Brandon, you are the heir, but Ned and Guts have other roles. Ned is going to be fostered by lord Jon Arryn once he reaches his eight nameday. This is done so that we can keep good relations with other houses." Rob said.

"I see, then what about Guts?" Brandon asked.

"Guts is a special case. He is going to be trained here at Winterfell until his fifteenth nameday. After he has been trained, he will set out towards Skagos to conquer the island where he will be named lord after."

We all looked shocked at him. I hadnt expected that I would be sent to conquer and lord over land of my own. It was a welcome surprise though.

"Really? Are you sure he can handle it at such an age?" Brandon asked the big questions.

"Aye, of that we have faith. He is sure to be strong enough by then."

"In that case, I wish to start my training as soon as possible father." I told the man in front of me.

"Aye, and that you shall. We will start your training when you reach your sixth nameday."

I just nodded at the man before we were ushered outside the solar. Brandon side hugged me and asked me how I felt about it, where I just answered that I had a lot of work in front of me.

- Back in the solar.

"Are you sure about this brother?" Rob asked.

"Aye. I feel that boy is meant for big things, and if ruling some land is his path, then so be it." Rickard said.

"I hope youre right brother. I know he is meant for big things, but conquering an entire island like that seems much for one at fifteen."

"That might be, but have faith in your boy. He has the blood of both the wolf and the dragon, he is destined to be strong."

"Aye, that is true." He said and looked at the door. "That is true....."