1 New Life

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POV: Michael

I died, at least I think I did the last thing I remember is closing my eyes after I finished reading the book "Fire and Blood". Now I find myself in a body that I don't know with memories that aren't mine. I try to remember what happened and apparently this body's name is also Michael and he is a knight of the seven kingdoms. So it seems like I really have been reincarnated in to the world of "A Song Of Ice And Fire". How did this happen, I'm not sure but those are questions for another time.

For now I should keep moving, so as I get a feel for this new body of mine I notice that for one I am much taller then I was before, now I am at least 7 feet or taller. Also I am in full plate armor (think of lawbringer from "for honor ") and on my chest piece is a bull with long horns. With the bits of cloth that are on the armor are colored in a brown and white. In my hands is a poleaxe which is made of what seems to be made of Valyrian steel and also covered in blood.

This makes me wonder where the blood came from so I finally look at my surroundings and I find the bodies of around 10 people who look to be bandits. My mind which should be yelling at me to look away or vomit is quite. I don't know why maybe because this new body is used to the sight of death but I don't feel anything when looking at the body's of these men that I seem to have killed. I guess I must live with the fact that my new life is now that of Michael a knight not Michael the man who does nothing but read and go to the gym.

So with my thoughts fortified I start to loot the bodies and I am only able to find about 50 copper Stars and 15 silver stags. Along with some of what I hope is deer Jerky I leave their weapons because even if I could get some coins for them I have no way to carry them all. When I was looking through my own armor I find a pouch with 10 gold dragons some more jerky and then a 12 inch dagger on the back of my waist. With nothing more to take I set out in the area I think is south and hope that I find something.

As I walk I go through my new memories and from what I can piece together that I am around 20 and I was heading towards Harrenhal to compete in the big tournament that is happening. That means I have a little less then a year before the start of Robert's Rebellion so I need to move fast or I will be completely unprepared when war comes. So for now I just head to Harrenhal to compete and hopefully win if the fact that I had the skill to kill 10 men by myself with not even a mark on my armor is anything to go by.

I have been walking for about 2 hours now and I notice that I don't feel slowed or tired even with this mass of armor covering my whole body. So I decided to test my new strength, I go up to a tree put down my poleaxe and just start punching this very much alive and well tree and to my surprise in just two punches I have hit a chunk the size of my head out of the tree. Then I go to a much smaller tree about the size of me and wrap my arms around it and lift and with just a small bit of force I pull it out of the ground roots and all. I quickly drop the tree to collect my thoughts and what I find is that I am freakishly strong even by this worlds standards I should be above the strength of people like Sir Gregor Clegane.

With this in mind I go to pick up my poleaxe to test my skills against another innocent tree. As I go for a left slash I am overwhelmed by my own bodies skills and experiences and cut almost all the way through the tree. All I can think is that not only was this because of my bodies strength and skill but also the fact that my weapon is made of Valyrian steel the best metal know in this world. Able to keep a edge even after 100s of battles, when I am about to swing my weapon again I hear the sound of horses and a wagon. I look around a see a group of what looks to be merchants.

As I go to approach the group they stop and stare at me for some unknown reason, then I realize that I still have the blood of the bandits on my cloth and armor. I quickly take of my helmet and say in a voice that was deeper then expected "Hello strangers, sorry for the blood I was attacked by bandits a little ways down the round. My name is Sir Michael my I know who I am speaking to." The group looks at each other then at me till one comes forward and says "Nice to meet you Sir Michael my name is William and these are my work colleagues and we are sorry to hear that you where attacked that is getting more and more common these days." He pauses then continues, asking "If it is not to much may we know where you are heading."

I respond "Not at all I am heading for Harrenhal to compete in the tournament."

William similes " Oh that also happens to be where we are heading, maybe if you would like we can travel together having a knight with us would make us feel a lot better about our journey."

I reply " think sounds great as I am just a little bit lost as to how to get there."

William "Great we are happy to have you come you can sit in the wagon."

As I sit you can hear the wagon groan under my weight but it holds so I rest my legs after walking even if I don't feel tried. I close my eyes and drift to sleep as William starts the wagon on the way to Harrenhal.

That was the first chapter of my novel I hope you enjoyed and read the next one