81 AC King's Landing, Red Keep
"That it, keep pushing its almost out" Grand Maester Elysar said as he was tending to pregnant women Prince Alyssa Targyaren. Her brother husband Baelon "The Spring Prince" also in the room along with a flock of mid-wives and other healers.
"I can see the head, one more push" one of the mid-wives said and with a guttural scream Alyssa pushed, soon enough a head along with the rest of the body appeared, screaming into the world, as Alyssa collapsed from the sheer effort.
"A healthy boy" Elysar said after cutting the cord, wrapping the little body up and handing him to his exhausted mother. The now father Baelon made his way over admiring the little face with violet eyes and silver hair, a pure Targyaren in terms of looks, there was no doubting which family he came from.
Turning towards one of the servants, "Get Viserys here", the servant bowed and went off returning with the silver/gold haired four-year-old, smiling at his son Baelon said "Come meet your new brother".
The kid waddled forward and stared at the tiny thing clearly uncertain what to actually door say, his mother smiled slightly and brought his hand to his little brothers who proceeded to wrap his little hands around one of his fingers. Viserys smiled, then he looked confused for a second before "What's his name?", looking expectantly at his parents.
"Daemon, Daemon Targyaren" Alyssa said.
Viserys nodded "Hello Daemon I'm your big brother Viserys" smiling at the newborn who had quietened down at this point who smiled back at his older brother and parents.
Messengers and ravens were sent all across King's Landing and the realm about a new Prince in the world, at the time he was considered unimportant by many, he had many aunts, uncles, cousins and even an older brother, so he had little chance of inheriting the Iron Throne. The best he could hope for was a marriage to a fairly prominent house, tying the Houses together, maybe if he was lucky found a cadet branch of House Targyaren but still relatively unimportant other than a jot on a history page. But despite never sitting upon the Iron Throne his name would become remembered through history as he took the Seven Kingdoms by storm and altered it and House Targyaren forever.
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Ranma pov
Well, I was finally done in with a mix of Shampoo potions, Akane's "Cooking", a dozen magical artifacts that my fiancés and rivals found in an effort to make me love them, strengthen themselves or defeat me. It was ironic everyone called me a cheater in fights, but they were the ones that constantly ganged up on me, attacked me in weakened state, caused my weakened state or sought some powerup or weapon to match me. Hypocrites to the end that's what they were.
Considering I met literal demons, ghosts and being that could be described as Gods I fully expected a hell or heaven situation but what greeted me wasn't the realm of Yama, but a room filled with people bustling about. The first sight my eyes saw was a clearly exhausted woman, she wasn't pretty, she had a crooked nose, dirty blond fairly messy hair, oversized ears and mismatched eyes, one purple and another green. Soon a man who was prettier than the woman appeared in my stretch of vision, though he was clearly a warrior with the way he moved. I tried to move, but I found I really couldn't, I could wave my arms and legs a little but that was it. Then the pretty man ordered someone out of sight to get "Viserys", a young boy waddled into view, violet eyed with silvery hair.
It was only when they called me Daemon Targyaren and Viserys called me little brother I realized what happened, I was reincarnated, I thought with shook but just as quickly I also realized I had been given an opportunity, for a new life, a new family. My old life was a train wreck on fire with a dozen arsonists juggling explosives, also I couldn't really claim to have anyone I was close to my parents? One was idiotic man who destroyed my life while the other was insane. My fiancés? I was a prize to be won. Nabiki? Cash cow. Kasumi? She was nice to everyone, and I personally think there was something mentally wrong with her, she had seen demons, super humans and various other weird things that put herself and her family in danger, yet she reacted as if someone merely stubbed their toe.
But now there was a chance, I had a brother, a father and a mother, maybe I could have a real family and maybe I could achieve something great, something I never was really able to do in my last life, I may have been powerful enough to defeat the likes of Herb and Saffron but would that be written in the history books, remembered? No, since only a handful knew it ever happened, but in this life, I will achieve something, I will do something that will change and help the world not as Ranma Saotom "Man among Men" but as Daemon Targyaren.