GOT: The Rise Of House Blackfyre
In the land of Westeros, there existed a house shrouded in mystery and infamy, known as House Blackfyre. Born from bastard blood, their lineage was forever stained, forever marked by their illicit origins. And yet, they dared to rise above their ignoble beginnings, adopting a name borrowed from a sword that had never rightfully belonged to them. They craved a place of power, yearned for a throne that was never destined to be theirs. Throughout the annals of history, House Blackfyre had become a symbol of failure, a tale of repeated defeats and shattered dreams. But what if fate had a different plan in store for them? What if, against all odds, they could finally rewrite their tragic narrative? Amidst the turbulent backdrop of Westeros, a man emerged—a man shaped and molded by a childhood steeped in violence, honed by a upbringing of bloodshed. Raised to fight from an early age, he possessed a fierce determination that burned deep within his soul. Unbeknownst to him, he held the key to altering the course of this fictional world, ignorant of the past, present, and future that awaited him. Could this man, reincarnated into the heart of a house that had always faltered, gather the scattered remnants of his ancestry and forge them into a formidable force within the treacherous game of thrones? Would he be able to assemble the fragmented pieces of House Blackfyre, long-held grudges, and forgotten alliances, and unite them in pursuit of a shared ambition? Dear readers, I am but a humble narrator, bound to recount the tales of this extraordinary man who dared to challenge the predestined future of Westeros. His journey was fraught with uncertainty, his path beset with countless obstacles. Yet, he possessed a relentless spirit, one that refused to bow to the weight of history. As House Blackfyre, reborn in a crucible of adversity, set foot upon the stage once more, the realm held its breath. Would this be the moment when the shadows of the past were dispelled, and the name of Blackfyre would no longer be synonymous with defeat? Only time would reveal the answer, as this audacious man set forth to claim his place among the great houses, to reshape the destiny of Westeros, and to rewrite the legends that had already been etched upon its storied tapestry. [No chapters on the weekends.]
Chapter 0: A Handwritten Letter To The Readers
Dear Readers,
I only act as a narrator towards this parallel world, a world that exist in the expansive universe that spans to the bounds of infinity.
Which just so happens take place in a world that largely resembles Game Of Thrones, weird right?
As such the story, much like game of thrones, will not only go in-depth into the main character but the side characters as well.
The plot you might all know and love will soon vanish as the passage of chapters flow.
A warning to some, but this story only draws inspiration, not a line by line recount of what really happened in the actual Game Of Thrones, if you by some chance are angry at this then I'm happy to tell you that you can actually read the unfinished books or watch the good forsaken T.V show instead of complaining about a FAN FIC.
The main character, like numerous rulers before and after him, will not be portrayed as a hero, as the notion suggests that no person in power can inherently be a force for good.
In my personal opinion, I would describe this character as a villain however surprisingly unlike most villain stories, this character isn't bound by unchanging attitude but actually grows as a person though maybe in the wrong direction.
But growth is growth nevertheless.
Characters you have never even heard of will make their appearance known in this spectacle of a story and might even influence it as they progress through passages of my retelling, so be aware.
Even some characters, only briefly mentioned in the source material, might have a bigger role or a bigger spotlight then what was originally granted to them.
However not everyone can live, for the game of thrones became iron only after bathing in the blood of the failed.
But fear not my dear readers, for I, the narrator, shall do my solemn duty of recounting the tale you so willingly chose to read.
The Rise Of House Blackfyre.
Sincerely Yours, Narrator
P.S. I'm also very good at describing the naughty scenes, but that is for later.
P.P.S. After the second chapter of my dutiful narration, the average length in around 4000 words.