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GAME OF THRONES: REIGN OF BLOOD

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THIS FANFIC HAS BEEN MOVED TO THE FANFIC SECTION SIMPLY ADD AN ! AFTER THE TITLE OR CLICK ON MY AUTHOR PROFILE TO REACH IT. THANKS MC gets frustrated at how Game Of Thrones ended and it just so happens that a certain entity entered his body at that time, reincarnating him into the world of GOT. MC is reborn in Essos and makes it his goal to change the fate of his waifu Daenerys, and fortunately, whatever reincarnated him, granted him unique abilities that he could use to his will. ****** No harem, but there might be some side chicks, Daenerys will be the main though. No system, however MC will create his own mental replica of a system in order to organise his abilities. There are some pretty messed up dark scenes, though the novel is mostly chill, GOT is definitely not famous for being family friendly. Disclaimer: I don't own any GOT characters or the cover.

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Chapter 1Reincarnation

Hello~, Author here. For those who want to know, Daenerys will be the main waifu, I still don't know if I'll add to that, but MC will definitely have some slaves or side chicks due to a certain reason that will surface in later chapters.

This is not a system story, and although it got some dark scenes, it is usually chill. There is no wish fulfilment of sudden powerups that will occur.

At the beginning, there will be quite a lot of time skips, as I don't like writing about baby life and whatnot.

This is all, Enjoy.

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"Hello and welcome to another episode of season review! Today, we will be talking about the ending of Game of Thrones. In latest news of Game of Thrones, a lot of fans believe that the series writers failed Daenerys Targaryen. With Game of Thrones having ended in such a controversial manner, Daenerys Targaryen's ending was one of the most controversial. After spending season after season as an ostensibly heroic character, she took a dark turn in the latter half of season 8, eventually reducing King's Landing to ash and rubble via dragon fire. She was then killed by her lover, Jon Snow (Kit Harrington), who felt she had to be stopped before bringing destruction down wherever she wanted. It was an ending that left a lot of viewers feeling like the series rushed through the character's arc, improperly bridging Daenerys' turn from hero to villain....."

"This was FFTC news presenter Amy Fox, and good night"

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Somewhere in New York..

"F*CK! Shit, F*ck, you son of a bitch! Whyyyyy!? Grrrrrrrr, WHY IS THE ENDING LIKE THIS" I screamed at the top of my lungs in frustration.

I had just finished the last episode of game of thrones and saying I hated it was an understatement. *Sniff* Waifu~ *Sniff* why did the producers and directors do this to you !!

Daenerys was my Waifu in the show, my favourite character, and the MC of my various fantasies. For her to lose her mind and burn down King's landing..Sigh, she was not in the right state of mind.

All that was on her mind was revenge for the death of her loved ones. And although I pitied her for her messy life, I also admired her strong character and will, as well as her ability to adapt and remain calm in dangerous situations.

"Those damn producers, they just had to ruin the ending, great...just fucking great"

Slamming away my pillow to the opposite wall, I roll on my bed so that I'm laying on my stomach.

Rage still filled my mind, 'why' was the only thing I could ask. This episode could have gone in so many different ways that I find it moronic that the producers decided on this shitty ending.

I mean, I was so obsessed with the show and Daenerys that I learned how to speak Dothraki from a fan-made website. This is not even mentioning the times when I would envision myself getting isekied into the show, which led me to research what I would do, how to gather money and how to create different modern products like glass, paper, beer, vodka and such.

"I wish I got reincarnated like those MCs and go to game of thrones, so I'll be able to be with my Waifu and make use of all that useless medieval knowledge I accumulated while fantasizing about reincarnation...mostly the former though"

I muttered while closing my eyes, I'm sleeping this sadness off.

Just then, a unique bolt of blood-red lightning that had the diameter of a basketball, bolted from the clear skies out of God knows where striking my head.

"S-Shit..." Is the only thing I managed to mutter before darkness overtook my vision. No one knows if this will prove to be a blessing or a curse.

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Essos, year ???

The Dothraki Sea

In a wide patch of grass, a medium-sized khalasar (basically a clan but in Dothraki culture), a couple hundred huts appear to be scattered in the wide plain.

These small huts are made of woven grass, which were built by slaves captured during slaves, and can only fit about 5 people inside.

However different from the rest, a wide hut lay in the middle of the scattered small huts. This is where the khal lives with his khaleesi (wife), who is currently in the midst of giving birth.

"(In Dothraki) Push! It's almost out khaleesi..just a little more, one last push!!" said a female slave to her khaleesi.

Khaleesi: "Hgnnnnnn....ugh *hah* *hah, hnggnnnnnnnnn *Squish* *haaah*"

"Congratulations, it's a healthy boy my lady!" Replied the slave to the exhausted khaleesi while holding the newborn.

"*Haah" Let me hold him.." said the Khaleesi with a weak smile, whose name is Layaffi, meaning to be happy.

Holding him, a bright smile of motherly love appears on Layaffi's face.

"*Waaaaaaaa* Shhhhh, shhhhhh, my little stallion, you'll grow up to be a great Khal, just like your father. I'll name you Virsal."

After giving her baby boy a name, exhaustion overtook Layaffi, and she fell asleep with him in her arms, leaving the slave to clean up the mess resulting from labour.

A week later..(Virsal POV)

Soooooo, yeah......I got reincarnated...

I already got over the shock two days ago, and I am honestly both excited and afraid. Afraid of this cruel world and the decisions I would have to make, and excited at the prospect of meeting characters from my favourite show.

However, the thought of meeting Daenerys in the future easily triumphed over my fear. OK, let's think this through. If I want to be Daenerys's husband, I need but three things.

First and foremost, a dashing, handsome face, and going by my mother's words, whose name I discovered was Layaffi, I should be the most beautiful baby in the world..... though I suspect motherly love is affecting her decision making....yeah probably.

Second, I need to have the biggest and most powerful Khalasar. Currently, I have no way of tracking down my little dragon, and the only reference I have is her brother Viserys coming to the strongest khal and marrying her off to him in exchange for his army. So he could 'reclaim' his birthright on the iron throne, or so he said.

So, I'll have to be the strongest khal, and get Viserys to marry her to me, he'd be sparring me the effort of looking for her myself, not that I'll spare him though.

The problem is, I don't know which year this is, heck, I don't know if Daenerys is even born yet. No need to dwell on it though as I have no way of knowing the current year. One thing that I have to my advantage is that I'm the khalakka (heir) as my father is the khal, and I have no siblings that I know of.

Third, is to become the strongest, not the wuxia protagonist kind, but the self-preservation kind. Dothraki believe a weak khal should be killed and replaced, so I have to be stronger than at least the rest of the Dothraki. Intense training awaits.

My mother is in her early thirties but appears to be in her twenties, she has long raven black hair and light blue eyes. I inherited her hair and eyes, as for my father, I've not seen him yet, but from the words and little clues I overheard from my mother, he's currently away fighting a nearby khalasar.

"Virsal, what are you staring off for dear?" the warm, soft voice of my mother greeting my ears, guess I was too engrossed in planning.

Anyway, those plans are for the late future, for now, I will enjoy my mother's warm embrace...among other things hehe~.

"Waa, Waa, mmm," I said, while turning around in my mother's arms and hugging her left boob. Come one dear mama, allow me to embrace and cuddle against your fine cleavage while I suck your tasty milk.

Any man of culture out there would definitely share my enthusiasm...right?

"You're hungry little stallion? Sigh, with how much you're drinking every day, I'm sure you'll grow up to be a fine, strong man!" Replied Layaffi, if only she knew her son's thoughts, if only she knew.

Sliding down a part of her long, one-piece white dress, her slightly tanned boob was unlocked for the world to admire.

'Large, firm and full of milk, what a fine set of mommy milkers you got there mom. A fine set indeed' (Virsal)

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1,203 words

There will be a lot of time skips in the next chapter as I don't to make his childhood into a whole ark. And won't focus on Virsal's childhood that much.

Time skips will slow down after the next two chapters.

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