A Game of Heroes and Gods

by Author001

For a friend, he would've given up the world. For her love, she would've built the world anew. For his promise, he conquered death. And for her father, she was sentenced for eternity. Witness the dawn of a story never before told, a legend in the making, an adventure without end.

1. Prologue

A Game of Heroes and Gods

Prologue

The wind whispered its secrets as it made its way across the Sunset Sea, careless as the ephemeral past. It spoke salty depths and unknown chasms, countless life and limitless seas. It was a song well known by all sailors and travellers of her reaches; the same tune that has repeated for centuries, and will continue to do so for millennia more. And if it spoke of a little more? If it spoke of the turning of the seasons, the ending of eras, the fall of kingdoms? That was also nothing new. They have come before, they continue to do so now, and when the last descendants of those even now upon her azure waters succumb to the echoes of time, so too will they continue to play out, an eternal play in a timeless amphitheatre. It was nothing new.

Yet . . .

This wind, spoke of something more. This wind brought something new indeed, something unheard of, some novel new introduction of characters never before seen. This wind did not speak of the Song of Ice and Fire, this wind did not speak of the endless revolution that makes up the spokes of the tirelessly turning Game of Thrones. No, this wind whispered of something new.

This wind wove a tale of gallantry and heroism, chivalry and kindness. In a world that is all too often grim beyond the imagination of even the darkest minds of Tartarus, several new notes were added into the song. It seems impossible, implausible, heartbreakingly naïve. Such a thing could not last long in the clamorous, clashing cacophony of the Game of Thrones. How could it? It was good, it was honorable, and thus it must be weak.

Isn't that right?