[A Side Story of House Dragons] Transmigrated into the body of a mercenary leader's nephew, Tiberius Mord only wanted to live a wealthy life in Essos, far removed from the impending Dance of the Dragons. However, fate intervened. The Battle of the Golden Spurs in Essos made him famous, forcing him into the limelight and unwillingly drawing him into the Dragonflight succession war. Thus, the story took a turn for the worse: he wanted to help Prince Damon train an army and his henchmen, but ended up creating Westeros's first standing army, the Dragonfire Army. He wanted to develop Crabclaw Peninsula to make a little money building houses, but ended up creating a commercial empire that monopolized the sugar and wine trade. He wanted to write a royal history to flatter the Targaryen family and earn royalties, but ended up becoming the Targaryen family's propaganda manifesto. Finally, as Tiberius stroked the barbs on the Iron Throne, he said to his men with a sense of helplessness, "Gentlemen, I..."

The night he was transported into the body of Aemond Targaryen. He rewrote his destiny with his own hands… He knew history; this fight would cost him an eye. He tried desperately to avoid it. But when the dagger fell, it was his nephew who lost his eye. Aemond Targaryen, he was the Bad Seed, a kinslayer, a kingslayer, the pillar of the Green Party. He was also the Regent, the Queen's husband, the swimming champion of Godeye Lake, and the protector of all the Seven Kingdoms…

Standing before you now is the leader of the rebel army, the Supreme General of Chu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, the leader of the allied lords, the lifter of the Seven Kingdoms' tripods, a warrior capable of defeating ten thousand men, the conqueror of Westeros, the White Walker slayer, the destroyer of the Iron Throne, and the Emperor of the Great Chu Empire—the great Emperor Xiang Yu! Years later, in the throne room of King's Landing's Red Keep, Xiang Yu, holding aloft the Seven Kingdoms' tripods, looked down with disdain at the kneeling nobles of the Seven Kingdoms below. "I'm not targeting anyone in particular; in my eyes, you are all trash!" Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu who committed suicide by the Wujiang River, transmigrated to the world of Game of Thrones. In this bizarre world where all mortals must die, he was like a ghost or god...

I transmigrated into the body of Mormont's disgraced son from *Game of Thrones*, only four years old, facing the ultimate judgment of the King in the North. Fortunately, my spatial ability can replicate everything. When the Duke of Stark stepped onto Bear Island, he didn't see the expected ruin and disgrace, but rather granaries full of food, brand-new swords, and a young master with calm eyes. "Your Excellency," he said, "the loyalty of Bear Island has always been proven by strength, not by kneeling."

A young lord rises in the North, starting with his family, and eventually dominates the North.

That year, Robert hadn't arrived on the King's Road yet, and Sansa was still in Winterfell. The main characters were battling the Bolton family.

Unifying the North, marching south to contend with the Lannisters, and soaring through the skies as a dragon knight alongside Daenerys.

The cold mist cannot conceal its sharpness!

We are hidden in the cold mist, but the blade remains—

It will eventually be drawn!

Dr. Ying Mo, a mechanical engineering PhD, accidentally travels to Westeros during an experiment, becoming a lowly descendant of a dragon. Just when he thinks he's been given the wrong "farming" script, a ray of light from the dragon god Bahamut shines upon him, placing a Sky Comet egg from the world of Monster Hunter, containing the power of supersonic speed and Blast Scales, into his hands.

While other dragons were still spewing dragonfire, his Sky Comet had already streaked across the sky like a silver meteor, rewriting the rules of aerial combat with supersonic maneuverability and dragon energy explosions; while strategists were still vying for the Iron Throne, he had already built an empire that combined industry and magic, spanning seven kingdoms.

He assisted Daenerys, the Mother of Dragons, not only helping her tame dragons but also teaching her the modern truth that "political power grows out of the barrel of a gun," making her path to liberation less lonely and filled with fanaticism. As the Long Night fell, the Night King's icy army proved utterly ineffective against his magical cannons and the dragon breath of the Sky Comet.

However, Ying Mo gradually discovered that the Night King was merely a pawn in the power struggle among the Old Gods, the Seven Gods, and other deities. A conspiracy aimed at reaping faith shrouded the entire world. In the end, riding the fully-formed Sky Comet Dragon, he confronted the supreme divine authority and roared with human fury: "I am not a pawn; I am here to establish new rules for this world!"

Robin was given a chance to travel to the world of Game of Thrones.

Fortunately, he became an immortal demi-human.

Unfortunately, he was targeted by an evil god named Slaanesh.

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Keywords: Mount & Blade, farming, civilization, war, Game of Thrones, The Witcher, Elden Ring, Warhammer, The Wizarding World.

[Game of Thrones Fanfiction: No problem reading even if you haven't read it] Aegon transmigrates into the world of Game of Thrones as a mercenary. He starts by killing the lieutenant who tries to kill him and eventually becomes the leader of a mercenary group… Three hundred years ago, Aegon Targaryen conquered Westeros; today, another Aegon will conquer the world! Slaying the Demon Mountain, battling the Horse King, capturing Ramsay Bolton, and riding dragons to fight the White Walkers! What the king can control, I will control; what the king cannot control, I will also control—act first, report later, with dragonfire as my special permission! Years later, Aegon looks back and realizes he has created a legend!

[Unique Law] + [Mastermind] + [Transcendent Source] Li Lin was reborn on a parallel Earth, expecting a mundane life. However, one morning, he discovered that the monsters he'd imagined in his dreams had invaded reality. In the Japanese archipelago, Godzilla landed at the Fukushima nuclear power plant, tearing apart the reactor's lead-steel shell and devouring the nuclear fuel. In Washington, D.C., the Alien Queen trampled the monument, her alien form sweeping across Capitol Hill like a black tide. In the Siberian permafrost, the Night King broke free, awakening a million-strong army of White Walkers, accompanied by blizzards, their advance aimed directly at Moscow. Meanwhile, in the Pacific, a thick black fog had invaded the coastline, and Gatanothor, the ruler of darkness, was awakening. ...Looking out the window at the impending destruction of the world, Li Lin, just awakened, innocently said, "It really has nothing to do with me..."

A great kingdom is about to fall, and a new era is about to begin. Daeron Targaryen once considered vying for the Iron Throne, hoping to save the crumbling kingdom himself. But looking around him—the Mad King Aerys II, Rhaegar, Tywin, Robert… well, life is tough, better to settle down and farm. A red comet has prematurely descended upon Westeros, a continent where farming, gathering, fishing, mining, and combat are all mastered… perhaps someone like me can write a different chapter. —Also known as "I Don't Want to Be a Dragon Trainer," "Stardew Valley Life: 6 AM to 2 PM," and "Eight Hundred It Is, Eight Hundred People, First Come, First Served"…