I think this is the first version of a Naruto/GoT-ASoIF started literally at the conquest, well before the Conquest really. If anything this is not going to be anything like how I tried writing up the original idea of where I made Naruto born as Aegon the Conqueror from before the Doom of Valyria happened. It will be canon-this is the only thing I can guarantee, but you all know that i can work with what I got. Join my Discord server page, you will find thoughts and idea's from many projects and potential projects there including this one.

Before I make any real notes on this, I will point out that the mentioned/rumored older dragons from the books/series from when the Targaryen's left Valyria (aside from Balerion who seen it as a young dragon for the rough estimation of 15-20+ years) will be alive (yes they will be older but not by much-25-40 years at most)

And without further adieu enjoy

Summary: Dreams didn't make the Targaryen's King's, Dragons did. Now learn the tale of just how it came to be. When Aegon falls off his dragon and suffers a injury that leaves a new personality in place of his old one, the world questions just what happened to him. Now the Child of Prophecy enters Westeros, the game has yet to begin, but is he ready to set it up is the question.

Naruto x Visenya x Rhaenys.

By the God's he had a head-splitting headache. Was it from Madara slamming the fist of his perfect Susanoo into him or was it from when he got hit by Tsunade when he tripped and landed on her breasts? Ugh, he couldn't remember, his memories... they were cloudy, muddled. He saw himself, but who were the images of this Aegon person? He was blond like him, but his was more like Ino's platinum than his sunny gold. What was happening? He was honestly starting to get scared. The pain from the mixing of the two souls was too much on the body, and he soon felt himself passing out.

XxX

He felt his eyes opening and groaned in agony. What happened, he couldn't recall. He sat up, several bones popping as he moved for the first time in who knew how long, "Your awake!" a stunned voice called out to him causing his head to turn, a memory flashing past him, but he was unable to fully take it in, "I'll tell Mother and Father immediately, just stay put. Knowing you, you'll try to be back out there pulling stunts like that again in no time." the young woman giggled.

The young man grunted in confusion. Mother? Father? Wasn't he a orphan when Obito was made to attack on the Village? His questions wouldn't be answered as the young woman had already left. Who was that, why was she familiar, why did it sound like she made it out that they were siblings? Ugh, this was so troublesome... Damn you Shikamaru. He needed to get out of here, he needed to find out was going out. Forcing his body to move under sheer will, he felt himself slowly rising up from the bed. Grunting as he stood, he stumbled to a wall, pressing up against it to make sure he didn't topple over, though he did trip and stumbled ahead.

He slowly reached for the door, and opened it, and walked through. He made his way down the hall, and outside somehow someway. His mind was fogged by a mix of minds, of memories melding together. Just what was happening?! He was Aegon Targaryen, son of Lord Aerion Targaryen and Lady Valaena Velaryon. All of the previous six generations of Targaryen's born on Dragonstone were the product of incestuous marriages, but Aerion had no sisters - though by marrying a Velaryon he still ensured that his children were of pure Valyrian descent.

But at the same time, he was Naruto Uzumaki, Shinobi of Konoha. Born to Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki on October Tenth on the night of the Nine Tailed Demon Foxes; Kurama, being extracted from his mother and used to wreak havoc on his home. He had grown from the dead last of his generation to being the strongest of all ninja in the Elemental Nations. He had married Hinata Hyuuga, Hanabi Hyuuga and Satsuki Uchiha and sired nearly ten kids with them and left behind a legacy that would be unrivaled for centuries to come, and Kurama was with him since the day he was conceived and to the day he died of old age-197 to be exact, and was buried with full Hokage honors.

Ugh, he needed to get away, NOW!

He shook his head to clear it before the dizziness could take hold and he ran hard. He was a blur to most who seen him, and a ghost to those who hadn't seen him. He heard bells ringing in the distance, something had happened, but he couldn't care; he needed to find himself before he lost it. Suddenly, the sounds of loud roars filled the air, and he felt himself jumping into the tree's and racing further away at a heightened speed, wing-beat's filled the air even after he had surged ahead of this pursuer chasing him, and soon he yelled in a panic as he leapt out of the trees and directly over a three hundred and ninety foot drop as he fell to the waters below.

But it wasn't to be as a massive form swooped down and caught him before he could impact the water and surged into the air. He slowly opened his eyes and held back a gasp as his eyes took in the sight of what he was now riding on. The beasts name came to him in a instant, but even as it did; he couldn't help but cry out in awe, "I'm on the back of a freaking dragon! This is awesome!" he said in excitement.

He had a dragon.

His dragon was huge!

Balerion was amazing!

Balerion's scales are black as coal, shadowing scarlet red ones that run down his back and neck. His wings and frills are black-crimson mix, down to the wing-bones which are black and his eyes are a matching menacing crimson. He was large, extremely so. If he had to take a guess as to how big he was, the dragon would have measured 370 maybe 375 feet long with a wingspan of easily 550-580 or so feet. Balerion is a dragon sporting features typical of his species: large body build, sharp claws, tough plated scales, large wings, and a tail. Balerion also has noticeable scars on his stomach and neck as well as a huge jagged rent down his left side, almost nine feet long on his side, being the largest one he had on his body, located around the center of his body and his large wings resemble a bat's. His eyes are orange-red. (1)

Gripping the side of the dragon's neck, he held on as the great beast roared out and rose up and turned about and returned to its lair on Dragonstone. The dragon knew it's master felt troubled and would need the solitude. Balerion landed outside the massive cave and allowed his master to climb down and walked ahead and into the dark cavern. Naruto... Aegon... Whatever, he couldn't help but follow the beast inside and nearly tripped over a large whale carcass that was fairly ripe from the stench, and cringed, "Balerion, why are we here?" he questioned in disgust, "Surely you could have chosen a better location?" he asked.

The dragon's snort was all he received, but it seemed bored.

"At least take me somewhere where I can compose myself, not a cavern filled with the remains of your kills." he stated.

A bark of a growl answered him and a bolt of flame escaped the dragon's mouth and shot into the deeper recesses of the cavern, illuminating it and the small clearing near the back of the surprisingly spacious cave. Naruto tried to see what made the dragon use his fire, but he didn't see anything, "Balerion, there is nothing here, what is wrong with you?" he asked the beast.

Another growl came from the beast, and the dragon moved forward, but halted as he came to the center of the cave, and looked at the ground. The blond walked over to where the dragon was, and stood under its massive head, and looked where the beast was gazing, and that's when he saw it. Engraved on the ground was a familiar swirl, one he had seen and worn most his life. He knelt on the ground and closed his eyes, stretching his senses out as far as he could-hearing, smell, taste, hearing, touch, sight; these were all meaningless when one immersed themselves in the power of Nature energy.

He drew the powerful energy in, balancing it with his own-unknowingly awakening the ancient powers of what his ancestors called Magic, but those who were intimate with the power knew what it was at the core. A blue haze of energy surrounded the one known as Aegon Targaryen, a young man who saw himself as Naruto Uzumaki the Savior of the World, but now seeing and living the life of Aegon Targaryen. When he lived as Naruto Uzumaki, Dragon's were nothing except stories, physically molded into being as a elemental attack to kill and maim ones enemy to decide victory on the field of battle.

But it had been nearly 10,000 years, and the dragon's were real now, Balerion was real; he had literally just ridden upon the back of such a great beast after all. The young man who saw himself as both Aegon Targaryen didn't know that the vessel housed the great powers and knowledge of 10,000 years of multiple lives from Naruto Uzumaki being reborn time and time again to bring change and balance each and every time he was brought back. He had lived many lives over the course of history, and he would continue to reincarnate until true peace was brought about where mankind need not fight over the petty things like land and resources.

He had lived as the great King Gilgamesh who was seen as a God more than King nearly 8,000 years ago. He had returned as the hero Azor Ahai nearly 7000 thousand years ago, had birthed the first dragons as Valyrius the Fire Bringer almost 7800 years ago, founded the Valyrian Freehold as Kothoma Targaryen 6200 years ago and immediately after reincarnated and raised the Targaryen House into nobility as Naruto Targaryen with his wife, Kuisha Targaryen 5500 years ago. He had created the incredible spells that made Valyria nigh untouchable for 8,000 years as Bryden Targaryen, then enhanced them as Aemon Targaryen, taught the other Houses of Valyria these powerful abilities as Allister Targaryen-his own grandfather's grandfather. He had lived so many lives, had done so many things, had seen the world as it changed and grew over the centuries.(2)

And now he also knew what this life was meant to be lived for. He had to once again unite humanity, against a rising threat he had held off for countless generations. The Great Other was once again on the rise. Many called this dark being a God of darkness and cold, but he saw it for what it truly was. He hadn't seen nor fought against it since he had lived his first life as Naruto Uzumaki, and now he would have to ensure that mankind was more than prepared for such things as it returned in the future once this life was gone. The Ten Tails-no, Kaguya couldn't be allowed to awaken and reclaim the world as it was, she'd kill all that stood in her sight, all that breathed.

This could not happen.

Muscles that had never been used quickly grew and expanded, his height shot up by nearly six inches, his hair gained back its golden hue from the various lives and his own powerful Uzumaki Chakra returning to him after many years of being sealed away. His once silken hair gained its famous, or infamous depending on how you look at them, spiked form after so long. When he opened his eyes, the purple Targaryen eyes were no more, and in place of them were his Uzumaki blue eyes. A small flash across his cheeks for but a moment showed three whisker-like markings on his cheeks before vanishing back into nothing leaving blank flesh in their place.

Standing up, he had a fire in his eyes he hadn't had in many years, one he hadn't had since he lived in Valyria, and now he had it once again as a future king. He turned to Balerion, the memories between his many lives no longer clashing, he gave a whistle, "Balerion, it's time to go." he commanded, a crack of his knuckles and he strode out of the dark cave, ignoring the stench of the various kills from his dragon. As they exited the cave, he turned his gaze up to the sky and embraced the light, Balerion drew his massive head back and unleashed a powerful roar worthy of his title; Balerion the Dread. His dragon was much stronger than it's fellow dragons and elder brethren who traveled to Dragonstone six decades ago when he wasn't born.

Balerion's fire was so powerful it looked almost like the fires of Amaterasu when Sasuke used it. Not only that, he could sense the residual chakra he had absorbed from this body each time he rode the beast, it had enhanced his life-force, granted him greater strength, and improved everything about the dragon. Balerion would live well past his predetermined death in two centuries, he would live into his fifth century at the rate he absorbed chakra from him. He would grow to me a massive creature far larger than any other of his kind. He would change history of many dragon's, would shape the future of the dynasty he would forge.

THROUGH FIRE AND BLOOD!~

Climbing atop the massive beasts saddle, he urged Balerion into the air, great wing-beat's pulling them through the sky.

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Landing in the courtyard of the Dragonstone castle, Naruto jumped down and winced as he noticed the small gathering of people in the center. Three women, two men. He knew the two blondes to be his sister's and brides-to-be, and he knew the elder man to be his father and the young man his bastard half brother. His mother was of course the woman with pale hair and a tanned complexion from constantly being outside in the sun rather than living inside the castle all her days. Naruto... Aegon... Oh this was becoming a hassle, he was Naruto and nothing was going to change that, and he would ensure that these people would come to understand just what his name meant to him.

"Where were you?" his father demanded, "Do you know how worried we were when you seemingly left upon awakening?" he asked his son.

"I left to gather my thoughts, to regain what had been lost." he answered honestly, "Forgive me father." he said bowing his head.

"And here I thought it was the women who worried like mother hens when their children left for unexplained reasons." his mother gave a light laugh, ignoring his father's light glare as she strode up to him, "Are you sure everything is clear once more?" she asked him as she grabbed his cheeks and tilted his head left and right, "It seems that there is more to this tale than you let on, you've changed drastically. Your hair, is no longer silver but spun like gold, your body is more muscular than it was-no longer a twig, and your eyes resemble mine and not your father's." she said.

"Balerion, he took me to his lair, I found a ancient sigil engraved into the earth, a red spiral." he told her honestly, "It granted me more power and changed my looks to this I would assume, seeing as I am incapable of seeing these changes myself." he told her.

"Well, we can dispense with that at a later time, come we have much to do." Rhaenys told him, "Excuse us; mother, father." she said as she grabbed his hand and dragged him away, Visenya following soon after.

THeir parents shook their heads, "That boy, causing trouble even when he isn't trying to." Father sighed.

"Wonder where he get's it from." Mother snorted.

"I am not that bad dear wife."

"Hah, not that bad, you say? Remember the time you nearly drowned trying to jump into the sea from Ghiscar's back mid-flight?" she reminded him.

"In my defense I was also in armor." he rebutted.

"Pfft, Armor he says, more like you just didn't know how to swim." she grinned.

"You cheeky woman, I'll show you who can and cannot swim!" he called out as he pointed to his wife.

Lady Targaryen cried out as she began to run away from her husband, the man laughing as he gave chase.

Orys Baratheon sighed and shook his head, "And they say I'm the strange one in the family." he muttered.

1 Imagine Drogon but bigger, scarier and covered in scars.

2 I used the idea of reincarnation from Dawn Breaks over Westeros, I made it to where each time the aspect of 'Naruto' awakens he remembers each life, the knowledge and abilities are transferred and honed further with each life. But, as you can see he has lived far more lives that Naruto Targaryen of Dawn Breaks over Westeros when he awakens in Jon's body.

3 So, for those looking for a definitive age of the dragon's that are being used in the Conquering, here you go; Archonei (Red, Age: 167 during Conquering War), Essovius (Red/Purple, Age: 152 during Conquering War),Ghiscar (Gold, Age: 124 during Conquering War),Valryon (White, Age: 195 during Conquering War),Vermithrax (Green/Blue, Age: 197 during Conquering War), Balerion; (Black/Red, 123 during Conquering War),Vhagar (Bronze/Green, Age: 57 during Conquering War), Meraxes (Gold/Crimson, Age: 55 during Conquering War)