Khal Drogo, persecuted by the witch, was reborn by a soul from another world who was familiar with A Song of Ice and Fire. He walked out of the cremation embers with the dragon mother Daenerys and the hatched dragon.   Since then, the king on horseback has changed to riding a dragon. The Free Trade Cities, the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, the Wall, the Land of Eternal Winter, and the continent of Essos are all under his feet.   He is the father of dragons. He knows the past and the future. His children can burn everything. He makes you kneel down and witness the power of dragons! !   PS: This is a fan fiction of Game of Thrones and A Song of Ice and Fire. Thank you for your great support.

Twenty thousand years of pursuit could not overcome the so-called power of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.

Gu Yue, you chose to keep your distance from me.

I'm leaving, what are you going to regret?

It's not a traditional happy ending, there's no sudden awakening, forgive the old cliché, it's just the protagonist's journey of maturing.

But as the people he cared about left one by one, Lin Jiu knew he could no longer be weak.

But when it comes to self-interest, how many people are truly sincere? No matter how much you do, people can still abandon you for their own gain. It's laughable. By then, who will be left by your side?

(The protagonist only knew and liked Gu Yue for 20,000 years, not actually pursued her for 20,000 years. The protagonist was basically asleep during those 20,000 years, and the Silver Dragon King was also recuperating.)

Finally, one day, Lucian arrived in a world without superheroes, superheroes, Batman, or the Joker. He boredly replayed an ordinary life, depressed, exhausted, and utterly bored. Then, one day, through a crack in the window, he glimpsed Batman soaring through Gotham. He washed out his hair, stained black by disposable dye, removed his warm, soft brown contact lenses, and finished a whole bottle of now-useless brain suppressant medication. Then, standing in the spotlight, he gazed at the birth of Batman with a feeling of emotion and nostalgia, and let out his first laugh.

After his mother, once his "lover," died of illness, young Yukishiro Haruka was forced to commit herself to the wealthy Fujiwara family. His father, a son-in-law, had long since passed away. He was besieged on all sides. His wife tried to force him to acknowledge her as her mother, his supposed "aunt" sought to exploit him for his inheritance, his half-sister sought to control him, treating him like a toy. Even the maids dared to tease him. With her natural ability to charm others, Yukishiro Haruka had to be careful.

Summer sunlight streamed through the window, casting window-shaped dappled patterns of light on the quilt. A slender hand reached into the sunlight, seemingly seeking its warmth. The hand was very white, not a rosy white, but a sickly pale one, seemingly even whiter than the white quilt. Looking around, everything was as white as ever. There were no decorations, only a simple cabinet.

"Imagine we live in a world where people face a white wall their entire lives..."

"But only a few geniuses can glimpse the vast world outside the wall and enjoy colors that mediocre people can't even imagine in their lifetimes?"

"Ah yes, that's what I'm saying, they're all dead or crazy."

"The stinky fox should pay the rent... Damn it, Kakarot?"

...

The Nine-Tails exploded, pointed at Naruto and jumped up: "Little brat, I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

Naruto rolled up his sleeves again: "Come on, come on, single combat."

"No!"

Naruto Uzumaki above Konoha looked down coldly, raised his right hand and stretched out a finger, a black and red sphere, gently pointed downward,

the black and red sphere gradually grew larger, and in an instant it swallowed up the entire Konoha, the huge roar and, dissipated in an instant, leaving no grass wherever it went.

"Hahaha, Sasuke-san, Neji-san, come and see the fireworks, what beautiful fireworks."

When the Five Kage were still confined to the surface war, Naruto set himself a small goal - to counterattack the Otsutsuki!

Year 32 of Konoha

It was lunchtime at the Ninja Academy. Kenshi, a newcomer from Earth, accepted a rice ball from Minato, whose smile was as bright and warm as the sun. As he took a bite, Kenshi couldn't help but think about Minato's tragic fate.

"To change the ninja world, I need to start by saving the Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato," he thought to himself.

But fate had other plans. Before Kenshi could even begin his mission, Minato who noticed something off about Kenshi. Turned him in to the Anbu, Konoha's secret police. Kenshi was then sent to a special interrogation room, a place reserved for spies.

Kenshi inside the room, stared blankly. Betrayal. He had been betrayed by the very person he intended to save. His original plan was in ruins. Now, he had a new mission: Destroy Konoha.

[Fair warning: The protagonist can be stupid. There's racism which you can expect from CN authors. The MC is a twisted mf due to betrayal, he doesn't see the world as real after what happened to him.]

After Song Juyao died and emerged from the virtual world, she learned that her entire life had just been a reality show which was led and controlled by others.

One billion viewers watched this live broadcast, all of them pointing fingers at her and ridiculing her life whilst the director team thought up every possible method to design setbacks for her, pulling her into the mud over and over again.

Then, Song Juyao was reborn. This time, her memory was not suppressed.

This was a crazy world. People were discontent and bored of their lives. They had also lost their enthusiasm for various kinds of entertainment, falling to the point of seeking all sorts of thrills in order to arouse their emotions.

Later, they found a precious treasure. She was perfect. They held her in the palm of their hands and went wild for her. They even regarded her as a God and worshipped her fanatically.