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Usually this is where I would put a super long intro for you guys to read, but why ruin the surprise of what's to come. On with the story.
The Void
I don't know how long I have been standing here but it feels like forever. I "Woke up" here in this vast darkness that even at the furthest point with light I doubt that I would have seen the end. Also I don't think that I have a body because I've tried moving when I first got here, but it didn't feel like I was going anywhere.I felt that I could spin around in place, but that was all that I could do. Eventually just before I was about to snap from the silence a voice called out from all around me.
" Hello little one. What a surprise to see someone here after all these eons." Spinning around I saw what looked to be an older gentleman. Not too old but not too young. He had dark hair with bits of gray on the sides, gentle blue eyes that seemed to have seen everything and held a twinkle in them like stars blinking in the distance, he also had a tall, lean build that spoke of having been active in his youth that stayed with him into his older years. After that the void cleared up and we were in a room that looked like a therapist office and I was laying on the couch.
Sitting up I asked him "Who are you, what is this place? The last thing that I remember was going out for dinner and a bright light." I asked him and he just looked at me with a sad expression on his face and replied with " While you were driving you were hit in the side by a drunk driver and your car swerved into the river. When you hit the water you were knocked out and the glass broke flooding the car and in the process while someone was trying to rescue you, you drowned. I'm sorry that happened to you."
After hearing that I had died because some idiot was drunk I got mad. I raged and threw stuff all around and pretty much demolished his office and after a while I just collapsed into a heap and sobbed. I would never see my family again and I would never get to apologize to my parents for the things that I said to them, my siblings for not being there for them when we were growing up and just distancing myself from everyone after all of the decisions that I made growing up.
After calming down I got back up and looked at what had to be either God or an angel. " So, what's the judgement on my soul? Is it the pit for me to be tortured for all eternity or a nice cozy spot in limbo for not doing anything truly bad and nothing outstandingly good?" After a moment they replied with a surprising answer " Neither, you have been deemed worthy of a second chance. You will be reborn into a random world with three abilities chosen by spinning this wheel." pointing to the right of them there was a giant wheel with tons of different abilities from every type of fiction be it comics, manga, anime, movies and video games.
Walking over they explained "when you spin the wheel it will land on one and automatically start spinning the next two after that. After it is done you will see what you got and if you chose to you could spin for if you get a decent family in the next world." Nodding my head I looked at the wheel and gave it a big spin and watched it spin at speeds that would make the flash jealous. After a couple minutes it started slowing down and eventually stopped and whatever it landed one moved over to a blacked out area and it started spinning again. It did this one more time and when it was done I spun another wheel that popped up with three options on it labeled 'GOOD, DESCENT, WORSE.' After it stopped it landed on DESCENT.
Looking at the Abilities that I got from the wheel I saw that I had The Light (Solar )(D2), Powers of the Human Torch and Sharingan (up to EMS). Seeing what I got I was surprised by two flame abilities that complemented each other very well and the most overpowered thing in the Naruto-verse. If I remembered correctly the Human Torch drew power from cosmic rays in some iterations or was it a fire dimension? I'm just surprised that I got the Sharingan, that thing was stupidly overpowered even by Naruto standards.
Looking at the being it Just smiled at me and waved good-bye and told me " In this world you are going to be the first and last of your kind, you will be a mutant or metahuman if you prefer that terminology. I'm going to send you to your new world with all of your memories of this moment and your previous life except for the knowledge of how to use your powers." Nodding my head in acceptance I prepared myself to be reborn into this new and exciting world. Looking down I saw my body turning into little motes of light. The last thing I saw was the entity waving at me and saying "Good luck, you're gonna need it."
Westeros, The Red Keep Queens chambers 284 AC
We open on a dark and stormy night with wails coming from one of the rooms and we see people rushing around gathering supplies and a elderly man with chains that have different things on them each symbolizing something different, but that is something for another time. "Where is Robert? Where is Jaime?" The woman on the bed cries out in between deep breaths and one of the maids tells her that one of the servants sent a raven to them an hour ago and that they should be here soon, but before she can finish the door slams open and we see two men standing there. One of them has black hair and a pair of bright blue eyes and a beard that reaches to about a quarter down his neck. He is a tall and muscular man, but you can tell that he had been drinking too much by the fact he had a bit of a gut on him. The other man was also tall with golden blonde hair and a pair of green eyes similar to the woman laying on the bed. He was wearing golden armor with a white cloak around his shoulders.
These were King Robert Baratheon, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the seven kingdoms, Protector of the Realm, Lord of Storm's End and Lord Paramount of the Stormlands. He was also husband to the woman giving birth on the bed. The other man was Jaime Lannister, Ser warden of the East and Lord commander of the Kingsguard, he is the twin brother of the woman on the bed. Finally, on the bed we have Cersei Lannister, Queen consort to Robert 1st.
"Ah, did I miss it? Did I miss the birth of my second son?" said Robert. "No, your grace you haven't. She was just about to give birth when you came in." Replied the Maester. While they were talking, Jaime went to his sister and took her hand and talked to her in quiet whispers that no one else could hear. After the Maester was done talking to the king he went back to tending to the queen and after another hour she started crowning and ten minutes later gave birth to a healthy baby boy of 7 pound 8 ounces. Before the Maester could do anything Robert grabbed him and announced before everyone present " Behold my firstborn son Anthony Bartheon, first of his name." Cersei and Jamie both looked at Robert, one at the name chosen and the other in rage over not letting her help choose the name. After that the Maester took the baby from the king and inspected him for any defects and abnormalities and found none other then he was a little bit warmer then normal but something that he was sure would go down eventually.
Weteros, Kings Landing The Red Keep 295 A.C.
Anthony 'Tony' Baratheon PoV
Waking up I looked at the ceiling and just listened for a second to make sure that nobody was coming in. When I didn't hear anyone I sat up and focused on my palm and a flame appeared in it slowly covering my hand and a little bit up my arm. Focusing I willed it into the shape of a dagger and slowly but surely it formed into one about 6 inches long from tip to hilt with 2 inches left for the handle. Grasping it I was about to start inspecting it for any flaws when I heard footsteps coming to my door. In a moment of stupidity I threw the knife out the window and into Blackwater bay, where I heard a small plump of it hitting the water and then a small poosh of water being super heated.
Looking at the door as it opened I saw my uncle Jaime in his kingsguard uniform looking at me in exasperation. " Come on nephew, it's almost past time for you to break your fast." Hearing that I looked out the window and saw the sun was almost half way through the sky. "Alright uncle. Let me get dressed and then we will go to break our fast." Nodding, he closed the door.
I guess I should explain the fire. When I was 7 name days old I woke up to my hand on fire. Naturally the first thing I did was scream out loud and shake my hand. By the time a guard came in the fire was gone. When he asked me what was wrong I knew if I said my hand was on fire with no visible damage then I would either get called a Targaryen or a practitioner of fire magic and exiled to Essos or worse executed. I simply said I had night terror and that it felt real that I started screaming.
After that I started to test out how far my fire spread up my body and I discovered that it could cover my whole body and I could float, don't know how but it was cool. I also found out that I could increase the heat of the flames or decrease them to the point that no heat emanated from them at all. After that I started messing around with what I could do with it and found that I could make shapes with it and even make weapons that were solid. I've been practicing that for the last five years in secret.
After getting dressed I met uncle Jaime and we went down to break our fast. On the way we talked about various things like my favorite weapon to use, which girls have caught my fancy, etc. Getting to the dining hall we found my mother and my three younger siblings eating. I guess I should introduce my siblings, who were born after me was my cunt of a younger brother Joffery Baratheon, who was 9 name days old. He had golden blonde hair and green eyes like my mother and my other siblings. After him was Mycella Baratheon, who was only 5 name days old and who would look like a splitting image of our mother when she was older and finally after her was Tomen Baratheon who was only 4 name days old and also had blonde hair and was playing around with his cat who was pregnant.
"Hello mother, My wonderful siblings. How are you this morning?" I said trying to be as nice as possible in front of my mother lest I incur her wrath for insulting Joffrey. I had made that mistake once before and needless to say that was the last time that happened. I never knew she could get angry like that. She had always been a calm and collected person for as long as I could remember, but when I insulted Joffrey It's like something flipped in her.
As I was thinking my father came in and sat down and piled a heap of food on to his plate and a servant poured him a glass of wine. After that we ate in peace with a smattering of conversation here and there. After we were all done my father stood and addressed us. " Tomorrow your brother Anthony will be sent to foster with the Starks up in Winterfell until I call for him to come home or something happens that causes me to come up there and drag him back down here."
Judging by my mothers face she wasn't told about this at all and she was not happy at all. I glanced at uncle Jamie and nodded to my siblings. He got the message and gathered them and I stayed to make sure nothing bad happened between mother and father. What preceded that was a shouting match for the ages. Everyone in the Red Keep must have heard it, if not then everyone who was in the immediate vicinity surely.
Eventually it calmed down and my mother agreed to it, but only if a kingsguard stayed with me for my entire stay there. Father agreed and chose uncle Jamie to go with me and while I was excited my mother was not happy at all to have her twin go North for who knows how long and just when I thought the shouting was over it started back up again. I decided to leave after that and find uncle Jamie and let him know that he was going to be staying with me in Winterfell for the next couple of years.
Training Yard The Red Keep, Kings Landing 295 A.C.
I found him in the training yard doing drills with the newer recruits to the gold cloaks and when he saw me he smiled and walked over. " Come to join us to train nephew?" " No, just came to let you know that you will be escorting me to Winterfell and will be staying with me until I return." Seeing my serious face he paled and went to speak. " Yes, I know that you will be gone from mother for an unknown amount of time. Trust me, I was there when she started the shouting match again," He just hung his head and nodded and went back to training the recruits, while I went to spend the day with my siblings not knowing how long it would be until I saw them again.
The Next Day
Riding out from King's Landing with uncle Jaime I followed him taking note of the various landmarks that surround the city. While we were riding I asked him to tell me stories of when he was a young knight. He regaled me with tales of protecting the old king Aerys the 2nd. By night we had made it to Harrenhal and we set up camp there for the night. For the next three months it went on like that him telling me stories of his youth growing up and training me while on the road to keep my skills sharp and at night when he was asleep I snuck out to practice my abilities and I discovered a few things like if I plunged my sword into the ground while the fire was active and I thought about healing then it created a circle around me that healed anything in it for a certain amount of time. I also figured out how to condense that into a ball that I could throw at my feet if I still wanted to use my sword.
The closer we got to the North the colder it got, but with my flame I heated my body up to keep warm and shivered for effect whenever Uncle looked at me to make sure I was still there. We ran into bandits a couple of times and when I killed my first man, after the battle I vomited in the bushes nearby and uncle Jaime told me that it never gets easier, but it is something that gets easier with time. Just to never forget that we are still human and if we ever lose that feeling of disgust with ourselves then we may as well have become monsters in our own right.
Three months after leaving Kings Landing
After so long on the road I never thought that we would get there, but eventually the walls and towers of WInterfell came into sight. I felt the air leave my body upon seeing it for the first time and while I may have grown up in the Red Keep, this just was something else to look at. I had read that the castle of winterfell was built after the battle of the dawn and it was probably one of the oldest, if not the oldest building in Westeros. When we came up to the gates they rose into the air and there behind them stood Lord Stark and his Lady-Wife Cateylin Stark with her Vibrant red hair and her ocean blue Tully eyes. I felt my breath leave my lungs again for the second time today, because while my mother was beautiful this woman before me was like the Mother incarnate with thick thighs that came up to a truly massive rear, that narrowed into a thin waist and that came to one of the best parts about her so far was her massive breast about as big as my head. To top it all off she was as pale as snow from being up north for so long, but that added a certain beauty to her.
Turning to Lord Stark he locked eyes with me and said " Winterfell is yours, my prince."
Fin
Hey, back with another story this time set in the world of Westeros. I know that the Reborn in a new world trope is a done and dusted thing by now, but I decided to add my own twist on it by giving the MC powers, but in return he has none of his memories about his previous life. He only has the general knowledge of how to use his powers when they come along, so he won't be casting say a Hammer of Sol or a Blade Barrage anytime soon, but a Well of radiance, sure. Who wouldn't want to be able to heal a swath of allies in an instant and as you could tell he learned how to use a healing grenade. Next time in Westeros, we see Anthony meet the rest of the Stark brood and a certain secret Targareyan heir. Will Jaime recognize the son of his late friend or will he treat him like the bastard everyone thinks he is?