Authors note: I know I took a long time but I had problems trying to upload a chapter and I know i let many people down but this is the begining I promise.

"Bow! You Shits!"—Season 1 Episode 5(The Wolf And The Lion)

Robert Baratheon.

I was drunk, unaware of anything around me when that swine crashed unto me. However in my last moments I left Ned with the responsibility to take care of my boy until he grows into a true king. I know he will do it properly...

That was when I woke up, on a bed, in an unfamiliar place. The walls and floors even the bed was white, a rare colour-almost exclusive to Winterfell. The walls, bed and floor had different shade of the colour though. The floor a bit darkish and the bed, a bit grey. Clearing my thoughts I saw a parchment. It said:

DEAR, KING ROBERT BARATHEON-THE USURPER

You have unfortunately died from an impact against a wild boar. You are now located in an area without a name. You may choose one if you want. However, due to your passing you are restricted to do multiple things:

1. Kill-As the people here are dead as well

2. Hunt-As animals are kept in a separate place

3. Have intercourse-As you don't have anything down there anymore

4. Interfere with the living-As much as it pains me to restrict people from meeting their loved ones, it will only pain your love and make them insane.

5. Eat or Drink-Being dead does render you useless to getting dehydrated or starved.

P.S people are seperated by rooms that dictate the decades as an example since you perished at the year 298 Al your room will show people who have died 8 years ago and that also means that in two years time another door will be made to replace the one before it. Of course this means that you can go through the years by meeting people who have died before. Just open the doors that show the sign of the year or years. One final thing Hells, Heavens, that notion doesn't exist here meaning that you will see people you have hated or thought were cruel.

Your sincerely, The Judge in Death.

The old king's thoughts were anything but accepting. He felt patronised and ridiculed by the piece of shit who wrote this letter. He quickly tore it up and saw that his "room" had a door now. Bracing himself he walked through the door...And saw a group of people, It wasn't crowded nor was it spaced, it was seperated for sure with the "enemies" and "allies" siting/standing away from each other. Along with him arrived others, faces of men and women he had met and those he hadn't but clearly, his arrival was shocking as many people(peasants and lord alike) gathered around him and spoke in panic.

One in particular said "My King, dead? This cannot be! How did you perished my lord?"

This question and the crowd of people had agitated him so he shouted out"Quiet down!" This also coincidentally quieten down the people ignoring his presence.

He then somberly spoke of his death "It was supposed to be a great day, me and my kin trudging along the forest looking for boars. However I drank to much and in my drunken stupor... was impaled by the animal...I was hunting! Laugh all you want at my irony!"

However no one did...a boy, no older then 10 walked through the crowd and up to him. His brown eyes shone and he spoke"It's alright, we don't blame you, it was an accident after all." The boy stretched his hand out at him and he realised that he had knelt down during his retelling. Reluctantly the King grasped the boys hand and threw his crown at the floor making his disappear(it was strange but he didn't question it). The crowd was even quieter now, questions rose as to why the king would throw his crown.

Robert bellowed with laughter and said fondly"We're dead now anyway, what's the point of having a crown and a king's power when we're dead and can't do anything in the present!" The people had laughed as well and out the corner of the Baratheon's eyes, he saw the late Jon Arryn. As quickly as he can, he ran through the crowd and nearly jumped at the man shouting out "I missed you old friend!"

...But Jon Arryn was serious especially when he said "I have some bad news."

Robert was clearly curious and after learning of his Former-Hand's discovery and death was angry and worried. The anger was for the Whore and the rotten Kingslayer and their disgusting children and the worry was for his friend Ned whose life may be in danger...

TO BE CONTINUED

AUTHORS NOTE: Again I'm sorry about the previous story, I had a problem and I just now think I solved it. The characters will be OOC in some cases. There will be no Ships, well there will be just not always and if you are confused about the afterlife, don't worry I am too. The next one is: Eddard Stark the Honourable Lord of Winterfell.