An Unexpected Journey to Westeros

By

The Hero Of El Fasiel

~I own nothing.

~ This story is told upon the perspective of an American who has been transported to Westeros. Watch his story as he explores, learns and acts in managing his realm, makes alliances, and lead armies, for in Westeros you win or you die.

Prologue

The universe that I live in is a vast and an incomprehensible mystery. For all the stars that I can see in the night sky, there are countless more that I will not be able to see. When I gazed upon the heavens at night, I fail to comprehend the titanic and as if infinite size of the universe. I fail to comprehend that the world I live in is but a speck of sand to an enormous ocean of beauty, chaos, mystery and unknowable darkness. However my universe may be also be a speck of sand to a desert of other incalculable universes. This idea is hard to believe in, however there are things, ideas and established facts that are so incredible that we are simply held in disbelief.

When I came upon this land, I was shocked that such a concept was even possible. For days I constantly thought to myself that I was only dreaming or driven into delusions and madness which although a horrible suggestion can explain why I am seeing the things that is not suppose to happen. As days passed I began to question my sanity., I thought to myself that the world that I am presently in is but a delusion, a pigment of imagination, a mere dream or a trick if not the biggest trick carried out to a person. However reason and observation has compelled that I am truly in a different world and a different state of reality.

Once I have grasped upon that realization after I have checked and rechecked multiple times upon myself, my situation, surroundings and the people of this land and concluding that all given facts points out that the world I knew has disappeared and I am transported to a world that shouldn't even exist. In that moment, from the place I am standing, my whole being shook as upon that time I realized that I may never come back to the place where I once came. I cried, weeping for my beloved family, knowing that I may forever may not see them again. After some hours the mystic glow of sunset has turned into the dark and shimmering night. I gazed to the heavens, to Elysium and to the wonderful stars and moon in which gave me hope and purpose amidst my grief and despair. Then I prayed to God, not in the words of mouth or thought but through the incomprehensible faith that abides deep in me. I meditated quietly not thinking of the problems that I will face in this new world but rather rejoicing of the life of the old one. Thoughts of my whole family and friends, of me growing up and even the losses and challenges that I and every member of my family faced while we journey through life. It gave me happiness but in the same time it made me sad. I realized then what it feels to lost everything you love, everything you care for in life and those people who loves you and who has a care for you.

Tears from my eyes drip down as if rain again, however it was only for a short time. Of all the lessons that I learned from my parents it is that no matter how hard is the storm is or rough the road we must take, we must always move on and continue our journey in life. So I swept my tears and look down at the sky a second time and told myself that though I may not see my family again, I can still create a family of my own in this land, change the destiny of kingdoms and peoples, and forever change the destiny of this world. All I have to do is to choose my destiny.