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98: The Son of Ice and Fire, The King Beyond the Wall

Mance Rayder stood atop a rocky outcrop, the biting wind of the Far North cutting through his cloak of patched hides and black wool. Below, the clans he had been gathering for years milled about in a sprawling camp—fires crackling, voices raised in a thousand different tongues, and the occasion...

97: The Son of Ice and Fire, A Day in the Life of King Maekar

“It’s been a while, Brynden,” Maekar said icily, his voice cutting through the stillness of the dreamscape. The image of the God’s Eye shimmered around them, the placid waters reflecting a moonlit sky.

“My king,” Brynden Rivers replied, inclining his head slightly, his tone as m...

152: Redoing my Life, Survivor Series and Another Leak

The Son of Ice and Fire Next.

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One of the best changes I made in the entertainment landscape, aside from creating the DCU, was nudging WWE into new territory. Wrestling was something I genuinely loved, but rewatching matches when I already knew the outcomes w...

7: Dragonborn Conqueror, First Strike pt.1

Harald knelt, his gloved fingers brushing lightly against the ground. The tracks were fresh, pressed into the damp earth. He studied them in silence, his piercing blue eyes scanning the faint impressions left by horses.

Leobald sat astride the spectral steed a few paces back, watching him. ...

6: Dragonborn Conqueror, The Seven Who are One

When Leobald returned, he found the villagers gathered in the center of Riverwood, their voices rising and falling in a cacophony of whispers and worried murmurs. The crowd had assembled beneath the shadow of the old oak tree, their faces a mix of fear, confusion, and anger. Mothers clutched thei...

5: Dragonborn Conqueror, Doom Driven pt.2

You are doom-driven, Dovahkiin… Parthurnaax’s words echoed in Harald’s mind as he walked the familiar path back to the home he had built in this new world. The rain fell in heavy sheets, drenching him, but he hardly noticed. His thoughts churned like the storm...

151: Redoing my Life, Get Good

“Batman can easily defeat Superman,” Matt declared confidently, leaning back on the couch.

“Let me guess: kryptonite,” John replied, already sounding exasperated.

“Yes, kryptonite!” Matt exclaimed, as though it were the most obvious answer in the world. “All Batman has t...

Chapter 96: The Son of Ice and Fire, The Queen

Her fingers brushed over the simple circlet in her hands, the cold metal a stark contrast to the warmth of her skin. Maekar had given it to her, claiming it had once belonged to Queen Rhaenys, her namesake. She was to be Maekar’s queen, after all. 

Well, one of them, anyway. The tho...

150: Redoing my Life, Ghosts

I watched Margot closely. She was perched on the edge of the couch, her phone clutched to her ear, and her fingers drummed rhythmically against the cushion. Her voice was low and fast, but every so often, she glanced over her shoulder, like she expected me to be eavesdropping. I wasn’t… well,...

ASOIAF: Alyxander the Great III

Corlys looked at the map of the Stepstones spread before him, the worn edges curling slightly from overuse. In the year since Alyxander’s coronation, the situation had only worsened. The Triarchy, bolstered by their growing wealth, had expanded its fleet, creating a formidable naval blockade ac...

4: Dragonborn Conqueror, Doom Driven pt.1

Alyxander part 3 Next.

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"You could have left with the wedding party, Septon," Willem said as he stood near the fields, inspecting rows of vegetables.

"Ah, no worries, Willem. I’m in no hurry to get to Willowood," Leobald replied, standing beside him.<...

149: Redoing my Life, There is a Starman Waiting...

I let out an exasperated sigh as Laura, one of the screenwriters helping with the Superman script and a vocal leader of a small faction within the studio, passionately argued for changes to the Superman script.

“Look,” Laura began again, her tone insistent, “I just think Superman, as ...

95(2): The Son of Ice and Fire, A New Order

The sound of Neferion’s wings was like a tempest as the great dragon descended into the wide clearing of the Kingswood, just outside the city walls. The black scales of the dragon shimmered faintly in the dim, cloudy afternoon light, each one catching the scant sunlight and reflecting it like p...

3: Dragonborn Conqueror, It's a Peaceful Life pt.2

Harald stood near the banks of the river, gazing out at the sunlight reflecting off the rippling waters. The gentle sound of the flowing current and the warm glow of the sun filled him with a quiet peace. He closed his eyes and took a deep, calming breath as he centered himself.

He opened h...

148: Redoing my Life, Misfire

I sat cross-legged on the carpet, Alice nestled in my arms, her tiny hands eagerly flipping through a colorful stack of flashcards spread across the floor. Alice, now two years old, was bright-eyed and giggling as we worked through her favorite numbers game.

“Alright, Alice, what’s this...

2: Dragonborn Conqueror, It's a Peaceful Life pt.1

The early morning light spilled over the rolling hills near the ruins of Oldstones, bathing the dew-covered grasses in golden hues. Harald moved through the small patch of land he had claimed, his calloused hands brushing against the familiar leaves of the alchemical plants he had brought from Ta...

1: Dragonborn Conqueror, A Gift From The Mad God

I've made some big changes to the early chapters in this rewrite. I didn’t like the beginning of the old version, and I hit a wall, unable to continue. This version feels much better, with Harald settling down in the Riverlands for some time before the plot begins, unlike the older vers...