Red Deer (GoT SI)
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Waking up in the body of Stannis Baratheon's son wasn't exactly the dream life for Steven, who had just graduated from college. He only hoped that, along with Stannis' looks, he hadn't inherited the man's receding hairline.
Of course, there were bigger problems ahead-the War of the Five Kings, the War for the Dawn (AKA Attack on Titan: Westeros Edition)... Plenty of disasters still pending-and thank the gods for that.
For now, Steffon was running around King's Landing, slaughtering all sorts of living creatures and grinding levels.
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