Game of Dragonborn. [BOOK 1/2]

Game of Dragonborn. [BOOK 1/2]

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Fanfic
Game Of Thrones
Skyrim
Jon Snow is a Dragonborn after 2 millennia without another appearing, an identity that is neither on the light side nor the dark side, only caring about his own goals before wanting to be good or evil. Some may label him a demon while others a hero, but Jon Snow lives his life as he wants and tries not to have regrets. But even such a powerful being, after years of accumulating power, had a fragile moment at some point. He had a difficult childhood when he lived in Westeros; his uncle hated him for reasons unknown to him, while he was belittled for being a bastard in Winterfell by his uncle's wife. His half-siblings hated him under the influence of his mother. However, at some point, unknown entities took them out of this world suddenly and threw them into Skyrim when he was 8 years old. 12 years later, having experienced everything possible not only in Skyrim but throughout Tamriel, earning titles such as: Dragonborn, Dovahkiin, leader of the Companions, sword of Dawnguard, Archmage, Legalist, regent king of Skyrim, among many others he received inside and outside Skyrim. Now, at 20 years old, he was no longer that scared boy. Jon Snow was summoned by the same entities that brought him to this world back to his old original world, revealed the truth behind his birth. How could the Dragonborn stay silent after hearing this? He wanted revenge and to bring peace to the ghosts who had been wronged for a long time. So, he returns to the North of Westeros, but is the continent prepared for the Dragonborn seeking revenge? The time has passed 12 years in Skyrim and 8 Years in Westeros.
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This is a work of non-commercial fanfiction. I do not own the rights to the characters, world, or sigils of A Song of Ice and Fire or Game of Thrones. All recognizable characters and settings belong to George R.R. Martin and HBO/WarnerMedia. No profit is being made from this work. This is in honor of my grandfather, who loved Game of Thrones Ser Aelor Goldfyre, the "Golden Dragon," is a man forged by the madness he swore to protect. Once the Lord Commander of Aerys II's Kingsguard, Aelor fled the ashes of the Red Keep, trading his white cloak for the black and gold of the Order of the Dragon, a knightly brotherhood sworn to protect the Starks. With his striking violet eyes and gold-streaked hair, Aelor's rumored Targaryen blood is a secret that both curses and empowers him. Now, based at the fortified Dragon's Den near Winterfell, he commands a loyal force dedicated to one impossible task: holding the shattered North together while protecting Sansa Stark, the last lamb in the South. But as Bolton's treachery runs rampant and the Riverlands bleed, Aelor finds that the North's cold embrace offers little refuge from the sins of his past. Wielding his ancestral longsword, Goldflame, he must now face the reality that a dragon's fire, even a golden one, is only good for burning the world down. In the true game of thrones, bastards die, but Gold Burns Eternal. My writing style is very descriptive and can be long-winded. I hope you enjoy it, but I know some people don't have time to read lengthy paragraphs, so I apologize in advance, fellow AGOT fans.

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