1 Dreams of Destruction

"FUCK MY LIFE!"

A male voice echoed through the white halls of a huge palace overseeing a big volcano in the distance, with a small river of lava flowing beneath.

'This cannot be happening…'

The young man couldn't possibly understand what the fuck was going on, one day he was walking back home from his job, and then … he wasn't… it was like stepping through a portal suddenly without any hint or warning.

To make things worse, he was not even in his own body! It felt like some sort of God or ROB played a prank on him and decided to just move on with its existence, leaving him here… with no way home.

But then one might ask "Where is 'here'?" that was a question that he wanted to find an answer to at first, but when he got It, he regretted it instantly.

"Fucking A Song of Ice and Fire universe!" he could only sit down on the balcony overseeing the small river of lava. The only comfort he had now was that he really liked his new identity, he always felt he was kind of above average before, but now? He looked like the 16-year-old version of God damn Thranduil! Well, minus the pointy ears of course.

Staring at the river of lava below and the many flying lizards above, he could only sigh … defeated… lost…

"Brother, where are you?"

He heard an angelic, sweet voice from within the huge tower / palace that he had found himself in, and after turning around he found the most gorgeous looking girl he has ever seen in his life!

'And she fucking called me brother?! Wait, we are Valyrians of old, so does that mean that… oh shit!'

She had long silver hair with bright, almost glowing, purple eyes that looked like amethyst more than actual irises, her figure was perfect on his scale, but she was a bit too young for his taste.

But there were other issues to be addressed, whomever dropped him in this body, in this world… was an asshole! There were no memories! He didn't know shit about who he was, who she was, or what year this was.

The only silver lining is that not having this body's old memories, he couldn't really see this girl as his sister, not that it made it any difference, incest is still incest with or without amnesia.

"H-hello there!" he said weakly, still trying to process all the information he got in the last 30 minutes.

"Brother, what are you doing here all alone? You have been acting weird lately… Barely eating… Is there anything that is bothering you?"

He had to come up with something, and something fast and believable, this world was a world of magic, especially if it was back in the old Valyrian empire days. 'Wait! I got it!'

He looked at her and gave her a slightly forced smile "I… I had some visions, dear sister."

She raised an eyebrow cutely and stared at him "Really now? Just like that little girl from the Targaryens?"

And he choked.

'FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!'

The girl, seeing her brother getting paler and paler and choking, came beside him and tried to help him, and once he finally stopped, she hugged him lovingly.

"You can tell me brother; I won't make fun of you…" she thought that he was afraid of being ridiculed like the little girl had been when she spoke of her weird dreams of destruction.

He closed his eyes trying to calm down.

First of all, he was in the Song of Ice and Fire Universe back in the days of Old Valyria, he knew well the series but gave up after waiting 8 years after the damn abysmal season 8 of Game of Thrones, only to hear that the author finally kicked the bucket and never finished his work.

Second, he was not a huge nerd or gamer guy. He only had a few games that he really played in his whole life so he couldn't use ideas from games and other stuff like many fanfic protagonists did, the only games he ever played was the old Advanced Dungeons & Dragons when he was around 13, World of Warcraft when he was in high school, and later on, Dark Souls which became his favorite franchise of all time. He tried many others but never really delved deep into them.

Third, he didn't have much knowledge of the modern world that would give him an edge over everyone else, he didn't know how the fuck 'Crop Rotation' worked, he was a city boy god dammit! He was a Biology Professor who taught at a well-renowned University; he did have a talent and love for painting and writing but… who the fuck gives a shit about that in Westeros?!

And fourth and most importantly, he had no cheats! No system, no improved body, no perfect memory, no unlimited talent! He was just as normal as anyone else in this world!

"…other… brother…. BROTHER!"

He finally came out from his thoughts and stared at the girl, or should he say, young woman, by this world's standards, beside him.

"I'm sorry sister it's just that… "

"You can tell me! Brother, I will always be by your side!"

He looked at her and took a deep breath "Would you believe me if I told you I lost my memories?"

Her eyes went wide "You what? Did someone practice some wicked blood magic on you?! Wait… is it related to your dreams?"

He nodded weakly "..Aye for the last part.."

"Do you remember anything at all?"

He shook his head "No, I'm quite happy that I can still communicate with you though, and that I can read and possibly write in our language, I remember a bit of this place, but it's more like a general knowledge instead of our family, I …. I don't even remember my name…"

She stared at him with worried eyes, she could see that he was feeling panicked, and lost...

"Do you remember your dream?"

He nodded his head "Yes… the dream of destruction…"

Now it was her time to choke "Y-you too? Are you sure? Everyone is making fun of the Targaryens after the girl squealed out loud at the Dragonsquare… You... you won't do the same will you, Brother? That would ruin the reputation of our family!"

He looked at her with a solemn gaze "Answer me, dear sister, did the Targaryens leave?"

She shook her head "No, well... there are talks that they are preparing to leave... some of the other 40 families actually bought their land already, but since it was quite recent, I believe that they will take a month or two to actually move... They do have quite a lot of people to take with them, they are a small dragonlord family, but they are still a dragonlord family regardless."

He took a deep breath and finally felt relieved, a huge boulder was removed from his shoulders 'I have time! They will leave from 10 to 12 years before the Doom, so… I have time! Plenty of time!' he couldn't help but smile a bit, which made his sister smile sweetly in return.

"Tell me about us, you said the Targaryens are a small Dragonlord family, so where are we on the scale?"

"Well, we are the second of the sacred five" she answered like it was common knowledge.

"Sacred five? What is that?" He was genuinely confused, there was not much in-depth information about the old Valyrian families before the Doom in any of the books.

The girl massaged her forehead, already feeling a headache forming.

'Well excuse you, I was dragged into this and I didn't get any freebies!'

"The sacred five are the top 5 families among all the Dragonlord families in the Valyrian freehold, and the oldest, we predate the foundation of the Valyrian empires, our family exists for almost 5 thousand years."

'Oh! Second greatest?! Well perhaps I did get some freebies after all!' he smirked. "All of the Dragonlord families are considered nobles in the freehold and hold quite a bit of power, but the sacred five were never challenged because each of the sacred five has something which the Valyrian freehold would simply fall apart if removed."

He nodded.

"We are the Regallyon family, a proud Dragonlord family that helped shape Valyria into what it is today, we don't have many numbers in our family, actually in terms of numbers we are pitifully small compared to even the weakest of the 40, but we compensate that with our talent and knowledge."

He raised his eyebrow 'something that makes us the second strongest, even having the lowest numbers? Hoooh… Well perhaps whoever sent me here is not a complete asshole!'

"Do tell.."

She glared at him with a triumphant smirk "We are the ultimate sorcerers and magic wielders among all the Valryians, be it low nobles or Dragonlords, our magic is unparalleled!"

His mouth went wide open

".. Say what now?..."