'I guess killing him would be too much for just breaking my nose… at the same time, it would start an investigation. I don't need that right now.'
I followed that guy while keeping my footsteps light. I slowly approached as well. I could even hear that guy hiccuping. Eventually, I moved my arm to grab his coin bags, but soon the world froze in front of me… I wanted to blink in surprise, but I couldn't. All I could see was the options in front of me.
25 Copper Penny coins: 45%
Iron Boots: 0%
Leather Gloves: 0%
Iron Sword: 0%
Nordic Amulet: 0%
Mead: 15%
Cheese: 20%
It was the status screen when the player tried to steal things from the others in Skyrim. It seemed that the system wasn't going to let me down. However, slowly but certainly, after a few moments, time began to move again… it seemed that the world wouldn't stop forever so that I could choose my options. In the end, I choose the money and then stopped to see what would happen.
The drunkard suddenly stopped and then looked around before turning to see if there was someone nearby, but I quickly followed him back to avoid his eyes. A single step was enough to avoid him since he was dead drunk. In the end, he scratched his back and went his way.
'Phew, it wasn't enough to level up, but the experience of learning this was enough. Now, I have some money to pay for a room.'
Even though I'd only just woken up in this body and this world, I could feel the lingering exhaustion deep in my bones. The bruises from the fight still ached, and my mind buzzed with a mix of confusion and adrenaline. It was clear I needed rest—not just for my body, but for my mind to settle, to make sense of the chaos swirling inside me. The night was quiet around the tavern, and for now, that silence was a small mercy. I knew that if this was all just a bizarre dream, then maybe it was one of the more vivid and unusual ones I'd ever had. Dreams rarely smelled this real, or felt this painful. If I could wake up from it all soon, I'd probably look back and call it a strange but memorable escape from reality.
But deep down, a part of me believed it wasn't just a dream. If this was truly my new reality, then everything I thought I knew was about to be tested in ways I hadn't imagined. I wasn't some powerful hero yet. I was just a kid in a beaten body, standing at the edge of a brutal world that didn't forgive weakness. If this was my life now, I'd have to adapt fast, learn the rules, and find my place before it crushed me. It was scary as hell, but at the same time, there was a spark of excitement. This was no ordinary life—it was one hell of an adventure waiting to be written, and somehow, I was right at the start of it.
"It wasn't a dream, huh?'
I woke up the next day feeling a lot better and a bitch itchy on my back since the room had a bit of an insect problem. Through the window of the room, I could see some soldiers moving around, armored and armed… it seemed that something happened and they were on the move.
'Hmm, is finally something happening?'
You received a new quest.
Explain the quest of joining Roberts' rebellion or joining the mad king's side according to the more of game of thrones.
'Oh, this is just like Skyrim as well, the choice between the stormcloaks and joining the empire…'
Following the original timeline of the books, the Targaryens are certainly done for… but I am the Dragonborn. I could change the flow of the entire war by myself, once I get enough power. Following a different route from the books and series would be fun, but that would be joining the mad king.
The Mad King, Aerys II Targaryen, is one of the most infamous figures in the history of Westeros. He ruled as the last Targaryen king before Robert's Rebellion ended his reign and led to the fall of his dynasty. Once seen as a fair and charismatic ruler, Aerys gradually descended into paranoia and madness over the years, earning his dreaded nickname.
Aerys's madness manifested in increasingly violent and erratic behavior. He became obsessed with fire and destruction, famously ordering his pyromancers to stockpile wildfire—a highly volatile and deadly substance—throughout King's Landing. His paranoia grew so intense that he suspected everyone around him of plotting against him, leading to the brutal purges of nobles and advisors, often without cause or trial. The king's cruelty culminated in his infamous plan to burn King's Landing to the ground rather than let it fall to Robert's forces during the rebellion. This madness and tyranny alienated much of his kingdom, turning the once-loyal bannermen against him and sparking the rebellion that would end his rule and his life.
Aerys was ultimately killed by Jaime Lannister, a member of his own Kingsguard, who betrayed the king to prevent the destruction of the city. The Mad King's reign left a lasting scar on Westeros, a symbol of how power unchecked by reason and mercy can spiral into chaos and ruin. His legacy is a dark shadow over the Targaryen name, serving as a warning of what can happen when madness takes hold of a ruler.
'The start of the war is thanks to Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark. Everyone thought that she was kidnapped, but that wasn't the case… still, the fact that the mad king is doing a lot of insane shit is clear and it is better if he is out of the iron throne.'
It would be fun to take the iron throne for myself, but as a random sellsword with no family name, that would be pretty difficult. Even if I could become the strongest warrior alive, taking down thousands upon thousands of enemies would be too exhausting… There is also the possibility that I might be assassinated. The chances of me becoming a king in this ear alone is pretty difficult… The odds are in Robert's favor since he has a goal of supposedly recovering his bride to be in this war.
'I guess I will have to play the game of thrones… this will be a long game, way longer than my two hundred hours Skyrim runs.'