Hello Sakatagin-chan here!

I know i haven't posted anything in a while and this isn't the series you would have expected me to update but this doesn't mean I won't update my first series, it only means I will have to share my limited time between these two, I won't be able to do it as often as I would like do to me being with exams.

Anyway, I welcome you to my new series.

"Oh yes! Fuck you fire-shitting cyclops" I shouted as Arges fell to the ground and I obtained the Hammer of Hephaistos along with the trophy Volcanic Sunscreen.

"Honestly, that bastard was the hardest out of all the mythical creatures, almost killed me there." With a sigh I opened the menu and admired my recently acquired weapon, a real beauty of killing that will surely help me obtain more exp. Something that I really need if I want to have all the abilities available, even with those 30 ability points given to those that reached level 70 before the update I still don't have nearly enough between the abilities I really need and the talents that I want in order to become deadlier (like the healing per damage inflicted).

After a few minutes of not only watching my new weapon, but all those I have acquired ( all the legendary tier weapons and armours from the game and some from the shop), I saved from the last time today and rose to take the disc, however to my dismay I tripped with the carpet, something that wouldn't be anything to worry to much about, except for the desk that was in my trajectory and as I tried to change my course I ended up hitting my neck with it.

Disoriented, my legs shaking and not knowing what was right or left I tried to head to my nearest neighbour to ask for help, but as fate would have it my legs took me to the stairs which would be my final sight.

Now why the hell am I telling you this? Because you may want to know how I ended up in this fucking-

"You alright Alexios?" Said a man riding a horse besides me. Said voice belonged middle-aged man in, what I could only imagine, normal clothes fit for merchants from the Middle ages to the Renaissance.

"Yes, I'm fine, just wondering what I will do once we get to the city"

"You should probably rest, I recommend you to get to a brothel, it's what I do whenever I get the chance, aside from that you could search for work, there's no lack of merchants with a need for extra protection from bandits and the likes."

"Yeah sure, I'll think about it" I replied nonchalantly, not really listening to him.

With a nod he rode back to the centre of the caravan leaving me to myself.

'Sigh'

"What the hell am I going to do?"

A day ago

"Oh my head" rubbing my temple I observed my surroundings.

Trees and grass as far as I could see. Alright, it's a forest. Last time I checked there were no forests near the hospital nor my house.

"This... has to be the most senseless dream I've ever had. But the smell is quite real and the touch as well" I sad as I pressed my armoured hand over the ground feeling the soft, humid grass.

Wait a moment…

"ARMOUR!?"

I began to look at my body, which was encased in an armour coloured red and gold.

Golden greaves, bracers with the spartan symbol, armour with a detailed six-pack with red shoulder pads, and a golden helmet with a red plume and two spikes at each side, left and right, and finally a red battle skirt. It looked good, specially with the silvery sword at my hips.

"This is strangely familiar" I didn't want to know why at this point.

Getting up from the ground I begun searching for anything, be it a road, a city, a person, even an animal would be good.

Thankfully I wasn't confused enough to not realize that a few meters from me there was a line of trees strangely regular and connecting the dots I followed what it seemed a rural road, not having asphalt and all that.

After an hour or so of walking, I saw a few carts loaded and people riding horses, armed with swords and leather armour.

"What the... Are they filming or something?" At this point I couldn't really care if I interrupted or not. I approached them, and they finally noticed me.

"Halt stranger, who are you, and what do you seek from us?" The one talking seemed like the leader of the armed men, brown eyes and hair, big beard, not overly muscled but seemed strong enough.

His way of talking felt kind of like when talking to your grandpa. You know what he says but he says it in such a way that feels odd to you, old. If this is how everyone talks here, it will take a little to get used to it.

"I am lost, I was wandering if you could point me to the nearest city." Hopefully I wasn't too far away London, but I wasn't so sure of that now.

"You're in the kingsroad, the only city in this direction is King's Landing. I'll ask again who are you?"

King's Landing? Where in the fucking world was that? Well, questions later.

"I'm a humble mercenary" No, really. I couldn't think of anything else. I mean, look at me, armour, sword, no merchandise. What the hell am I if not that.

"Mercenary? What's that supposed to be?" For his part, he looked really perplexed. Him and all those who heard me.

"Well a mercenary, you know, I fight for those who pay me"

A look of comprehension crossed his eyes and nodded.

"Ah, a sell-sword then, strange word you have for it, are you not from here, and what's with that weird armour?"

I didn't really know what to answer.

"Ah that, you see, well, it's like, you know..." What the hell am I supposed to say?!

Luckily I was interrupted before I made more of a fool out of myself.

"My friends, if you are going to stay there the whole day chatting we will leave you behind" This time the speaker was a man in his thirties with a not so big pot-belly, dressed in moderately fine clothes and armed with just a dagger.

"Sorry Garec, but what do we do with him" remarked pointing at me.

Oy I can hear you!

"Just let him join us, we are two dozens and he's just a man, he can't do anything to us"

I know that was a valid reason to let me join them, but I swear that i'll show off to him so as to make him swallow his words.

"Well then don't mind me if I join you" I said as I approached the man a gave him a handshake.

"Good then. Hmm I see you've no horse with you, so sadly you must walk, can you keep up?"

"Yeah, sure"

I'll come to regret those words very soon

No, not really.

A few hours after our encounter I sat around a fire the men and I had made to keep us warm for the night, all around there were tents for everyone to rest in. Everyone save for me.

"You sure you don't want to share my tent?" Asked the man I talked to earlier who I came to know his name was Elric, good man if you ask me. But for the love of god he can't keep his mouth shut. I swear the only reason none else has talked to me yet is because they're fed up with those stories of him during the war. A war known as Robert's Rebellion.

The moment I heard that I connected the dots; Kingsroad, King's Landing, Robert Baratheon.

I was in the fucking world of fucking Game of Thrones. And worst of all I only knew the first episode.

Oh you cruel god, couldn't you send me to the Assassin's Creed world where I knew all the plots and timelines?

Well not everything is bad.

It seems at the very least god or whatever sent me here, didn't do so without giving me an 'oh so loved' cheat.

It happened when we stopped to rest. I was damn thirsty and wanted to hydrate my throat, so in a hurry I left the group. By the time I found a stream and looked at my reflection.

(Flashback)

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!?"

What the… who is that. That isn't me, i'm not so handsome, but it is me, isn't it!

There, reflected on the water was a face I had come to know over the last few months. The face of a handsome womanizer. The face of a skilled warrior whose name was famous through Ancient Greece. Brown eyes stared back at me, hair swept back, the upper part forming a topknot and the rest forming locks, and a short messy beard.

No doubt this was Alexios, the one I chose instead of Kassandra to play AC Odyssey.

'Sigh'

This was getting weirder by the minute. Ok so I am Alexios and I am in the world of the TV series Game of Thrones. Can this get any better, who knows maybe I can do all that shit he can with his spear, speaking of which, do I have it?

Reaching towards my back I felt the texture of steel, and grabbing it I saw that I indeed have the spear, max level. Also it appears that I have a bow as well.

(the bow of Hades, not bad)

"Okay, next is to see if I can access the inventory."

"Inventory"

"Item-box"

"Options"

"Menu"

And that did it!

Suddenly my vision went black and when I regained sight it was just like the menu from the game. All my missions were gone, the map was blank, and there was no Cult of Kosmos, but everything else was as I left it.

I tried to change my armour and I indeed was able to instantly put it on, as if I had always been wearing it.

Changing back - I didn't want anyone to realize I pulled off an armour out of nowhere – I tested if time was stopped whenever I am in the menu.

It seems no, I still have a bump from the rock that fell on my head.

Happy with my discoveries I went back to the others, only problem, no idea where they were. Heck, I didn't have any idea of where I was, so that only left my with a single option.

I concentrated and thought about the sky, to become an eagle, to…

Ehhhh?

I-I'm flying, w-wait go east, east, is that me down there?

Heeeeeeeelllllllllppppppp!

(Flashback end)

So, after a rather horrible first experience as Ikaros, I was able to find Elric and the rest.

Talking about Ikaros, it seems it was flying above me the entire time and I didn't realize it.

So imagine the face the men had when they saw me back to the camp with an eagle perched on my arm, while I was petting it.

Now, where was I?

Ah, right I was about to sneak out and try out my abilities, and I know which I will try first.

(Shadow of Nyx)

In the blink of an eye I became transparent, and walked out of the camp with no noise.

(Interesting, it seems the necessity of walking crouched down has been removed)

Arriving at a clearing in the forest, I put off the skill. The moment I did it a wave of exhaustion hit me.

Five minutes later I recovered fully.

(Seems like using stamina has a clear effect on me if I waste it all at once, and it also recovers automatically, how convenient)

For the next two hours I experimented with every skill in my arsenal and discovered that with hunter skills I didn't waste normal arrows as it was in the game, but to create more arrows I need materials, which thankfully I can store in my inventory, and instead of just wishing for new arrows I make them with my own hands. It seems that the knowledge on how to is wired in my brain. Aside from that the rest of the skills work how they used to in the game.

Aaaaand that's what happened. A lot of crazy things if you ask me.

Oh before I forget, it appears that I'm one hell of a good archer and my sword moves, stance and everything else is quite spectacular from what Elric and the rest of the caravan guards told me.

By midday we arrived near the walls.

"Alright lads, we're almost there, once we pass the Old Gate you all will receive your pay and be able to go to your wenches" Said Garec, lifting the spirits of the men who were tired from, what I imagined a long journey.

With a yell of approval the men carried on towards the city.

Once we crossed the gates Elric approached me.

"So this is where our paths diverge, we have enjoyed your company, and you're pretty good with a sword, you sure you don't want to join our group, we are small, but we'll treat you like family"

Stopping a moment to think about it, it didn't seem like a bad idea, but there was the thing about my abilities, one thing I truly know about this world is that they hate magic and although what I do isn't, I rather not tempt my luck, knowing how shitty it is, reminds me of Shirou Emiya's E-rank luck.

"No thanks, I am grateful for the offer but I am used to working alone, fighting alone, I'll just bring you problems"

"If that is what you think, then fine." he extended his hand.

"Thank you, and good bye." I said as I held his hand in a handshake.

"Good bye" he simply said and turned to leave.

"Jaire, my friend"

After that I simply stared at the city, the houses around me, the people, and the horrible stench, all of them seemed so alive, so dangerous.

I was not strong, not at all, all that I can accomplish is thanks to Alexios, his strength, skills and weapons are the things that give me strength.

And so as to honour him, this world shall know his name.

From this moment I am Alexios of Sparta.

This is the time that my Odyssey begins.

This city of liars, backstabbers, corruption and disease shall be my first trial, the first step towards a greater and better future.

And as of now I face my first problem.

I AM BROKE