King Lebron James toured the city in his private carriage to get a pulse on the populace as he was known to do, for it is impossible to branch outward if the roots are poisoned. He had recently been given reports detailing dissonance and rebellion brewing in his young kingdom. His chief concern was realized the instant he saw the same message on a makeshift banner hung in the streets more than once.
"Stop the carriage!", he barked out to the driver so that he could confirm his findings. He squinted his eyes slightly to focus the message.
"All hail Tobias Harris, Lord of the Bastards."
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NBA Fanfiction Collection (2018-2019)
FanfictionThis is a collection of stories I post in the comment sections of NBA highlight videos on Youtube. They are fanfictions involving NBA players living in a fantasy world. Game of Thrones is definitely an influence on this. I come up with a storyline...
