Chapter 1 how the actual fuck do I win?...
Getting reborn in the game of thrones verse sucked ass. Why couldn't I have gotten an easier verse like harry potter or even fucking Pokémon. But no, I had to get dragon stabby world. Fucking great. Oh, it gets even better! I get reborn as Ned fucking Stark. Ugh the guy who was so trusting he died 2 weeks or so into his new job. Fuck life.
Ok, let's think about the timeline.
Dragon boy kidnaps Ned's little sister. Well, it wasn't really kidnap. Then the war breaks out. Fucking Little finger. Somewhere along the line, Ned's father and older brother die. Ned becomes the Heir. Robert, Ned, and Jon go to war. Robert kills dragon boy. Ned's sister dies. Ned takes Jon (Aegon?). A few years later, the iron born rebel. Ned and Robert go to war again. Ned has to take care of Theon. Then Jon gets killed. Ned becomes Hand of the king. Then Ned dies. Fucking great. Ned only lived until he was 34. Fucking great. If I remember correctly Ned started his fostering at the age of 8 or so. I think the rebellion started when he was 19-20ish….. Reality set in, Ned Stark did not live long.
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I remember someone saying, 'you play the game of thrones, you win, or you die. There is no middle ground.' So how in the actual fuck do I win?
First things first. I need to learn all that I can about this place. All I know of the seven kingdoms is a little bit of what I remember from the books and the TV show. I'm also going to have to learn everything that I can about the north and where I would eventually have to rule one day. Right now, the only advantage I have is for some or most of the events to play out as I knew them. The end game would be me ruling the north by the time I am about 21 years old.
Besides knowledge, learning how to fight would have to be a priority. I figure that these middle-age people would not really know how to build up a body, or know some of the proper foods to consume to build muscle. They just bet it all on the genetic lottery and repetition. During my fostering, I should be able to consume some of the proper foods needed.
That's body and practice out of the way for now. I need to think of a way to place some spies' way ahead of time. During the war would probably be the best time to place those. What all the chaos that will be happening, it will be easy to sneak in some spies in the court of the Lion and the Rose queen. That will have to come later. For the next 2 years, I will have to learn all that I can from Winterfell's library.
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Over the last 2 years I have been planning and learning on how to survive this fucked up world. As of now I had a very loose plan. My days were spent learning about to read and write in the varying tongues that would be useful to me. I also started to square away the little coin that was given to me and my siblings. That would be very helpful for an idea when I get to the south.
Most of what I learned about the north was already known from the show and the books. However, I also learned a few new things as well. The north never really looked for any mines or searched for any precious gems or metals. Hopefully once I am lord of the north, I will be able to start searching. The other thing I have started to do was keep a journal in English wish all my ideas. For the most part I have been searching for any plans that could flourish in cold and somewhat cold weather, or cross reference any of them that I recognize from earth.
So far I had had a few matches. Once I'm in the south ill start to look for merchants to procure the seeds for me. for my other project, I searched for any animals that could help the north. so far, I have only found a few. Maybe once I get access to some of the books in the south, I shall have better luck.
With the amount of time, I was spending in the library and not really acting like an outgoing typical kid, in contrast to Brandon, this body was once again on its way to earning the name 'quite wolf.' Brandon was just like the books described. Outgoing, brash, playful, and a loveable person. I was slowly starting to see him as an actual older brother. It a shame he would have to perish for my plans to come to fruition.
A few months after I had turned 8 years old or 8 name days as they say here, my father called me into his office/chamber/study. It was there and then I was told that I would soon be on my way to foster under Jon Arryn. This was where everything started. Over the next 10 years, I would only see my brother and sister on and off. I did shed a few honest tears as I was leaving. I had come to love this family.
The journey to Jon Arryn's castle was a long one. It took over a month to get there. My escorts took their time and only traveled during the day to avoid bandits and other unlikely people. I swear once I rule the north, I will fix these roads. The so-called king road was only a patch of dirt. I would build something much more lasting.
Meeting Jon Arryn and Robert was something. Both much younger and more youthful than the book and show. Now I could change their futures, but I had no vested interest in keeping these people alive, nor do I know them. I will pretend to be Robert's friend and Jon's project of honor, but I will not be either of those when the time comes to save these men. My brothers are on earth, I am here to survive and thrive. Hopefully when I die in this fucked up world, I will see a glimpse of them as I descend into hell.
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No physical training had started as of yet, the past 2 months have been more learning of houses and their words. I was also able to spend some time in the library, which helped with my planning for the north. Spinach, Walla Walla sweet onion, garlic, leeks, broccoli, kale, cabbage, Brussels sprouts, arugula, radish, mustard, and turnip. Those were a few of the foods that I could remember from earth that grew in colder weather. Being in the south I was able to find several books on plans with illustrations. So far I was able to find out that spinach, garlic, broccoli, cabbages, brussels sprouts, radish, mustard and turnip that are in this world.
Being aware that these vegetables were here this early will be able to help me finetune my plans for the north. By the time I'm done, the north will no longer need to buy food from the south, we will be able to feed ourselves and eventually start selling to the south.
Pretty soon I would be able to start asking some of the merchants that come to the Vale to find me these plants or the seeds. I will have to show my people when I take over some proof that these are worth growing.
As for the animals, those were harder to find. I may find what I am looking for in the citadel. Those fucking hoarders will do me a favor for once.
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'Robert, I don't think taking the horses and going hunting by ourselves is a good idea. That sounds like a way to get ourselves killed.' I said to the future fat oaf.
'Come now Ned! How else will we learn if we don't venter on our own?' Was the oaf's response to me, as he grinned. The other two yard boys/trannies both nodded along with him. The fucker had charisma even as a kid.
'Fine, but if we get in trouble, I am telling Lord Arryn it was your idea.'
'Haha! That's the spirit Ned!'
As we rode the horses I wondered when we would start our physical training. For now, it wasn't so bad, all we did was learn intellectual things that would benefit us in the future, but nothing concerning actual fighting. On the upside, I was learning how to hunt in the forests near Jon Arryn's castle. From what I can tell it has a healthy population of deer or elk. Can't really tell the difference at this point.
All we were armed with for this mini hunt was bows and arrows, now thinking upon it, I know why Robert brought the other two yard boys. They were much better with bow and arrow, considering they were a full year ahead of us in training.
They both were learning to be guards and maybe one day knights. For now, they were learning what weapons fit them best. From the gossip that I had overheard these past two months, they were the most promising with bow and arrow. As we got towards the beginning of the forest, I was once again in awe of how beautiful this dreadful world was. The afternoon sunlight shined through clouds and painted the tops of the trees a golden sheen, while the light that went in between the leaves left beams decorating the forest floor. It was the scene out of a book.
'Tie the horses here, we will go by foot.' Said Robert.
As we trekked through the forest on foot, we spoke in hushed tones on what to do should we spot a deer. Out of the corner of my eye I see it. Majesty, ruler of these forests. A white stag stared at us encroaching on its lands.
For some reason I knew this would be a defining moment for young Robert. I felt it in my bones, my skin had goosebumps as Robert and the stag held each other's gaze. If I didn't know any better, I would assume either the raven, then seven or the old gods were watching this moment.
As if in a trance, Robert notched an arrow and aimed.
I felt that this was a turning point, if Robert killed the stag, he would be the man that was in the books, drunk, broken and a terrible father and king. If he let the deer go, then the future was up for grabs and all my planning would have to change.
I held my breath and waited for Robert to make his choice.
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So, I started a new story. This one a little different, and also the same. Don't know why but I've been reading a lot of SI fics lately and the muse grabbed my attention. The person who got inserted is not me, it's actually a few of my friend's kind of meshed into one. They all choose Ned stark when I asked who they would want to be in GOT, and now here we are.
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