Some Days Earlier
(Samwell Tarly POV)
Who am I? It is a question that requires very deep thinking. A question, the answer to which, I myself lack.
My name, beyond any doubt, is Samwell Tarly. It is the only thing that I can say with full confidence. Apart from it, every other part of my identity is contested.
I am the eldest son of Randyll Tarly, Lord of House Tarly of Horn Hill, a vassal to the great House Tyrell. My mother is Melessa...
2025-08-31 17:37:53 +0000 UTC
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Voldemort was furious. He was angry. He was seething in rage. It had been years since he had felt such anger.
Years earlier, he had learned to keep his emotions under control. Even when he punished his subordinates, he never did so in rage. He did it in a very controlled and calculated manner. He never let his emotions take control of him.
He knew that his subordinates must think of him as a slightly mad man. Probably, a psychopath.
Even the most generous and optimistic asse...
2025-08-31 17:33:40 +0000 UTC
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“Yes, Lord Aeos,” Illyrio continued. “A plot against you.”
“It is hard to name just one person or one city. You could say that a few lords and magisters from several different cities have come together with a plan to deal with you.”
“First of all, they are trying to hire as many sellsword companies as they can. Secondly, they are attempting to strike deals with as many Dothraki hordes as possible.”
“What do they want?” Illyrio asked rhetorically, answerin...
2025-08-29 18:14:56 +0000 UTC
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The entire Wizarding Britain had been plunged into an unbelievable shock as the morning newspapers reached most of the houses.
Every paper across the magical world carried the same story, the same images just in different words.
The Magical Times, under the orders of Lord Charlus Potter, had allowed any publishing house to use the photographs captured by his reporter, along with the interview from Edmund Bones, free of charge.
Even if he had demanded a hefty price, no one wo...
2025-08-29 18:12:30 +0000 UTC
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The inauguration of the Meereenese City Centre and the accompanying pleasure house was an event of great fanfare.
The crowd for the event was overwhelming, and as already stated, people from every corner of Essos and even from Westeros had arrived for the occasion. It had been a chaotic day overall.
Some merchants and traders had come in search and hope of striking business deals, while others had arrived simply to experience the new City Centre, and especially the pleasure house....
2025-08-28 18:02:01 +0000 UTC
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The day did not seem to end for Barty Crouch. He had not even overcome the grief of losing one of his dear friends when he received an urgent summon from the Ministry.
At first, he had been furious at being disturbed in the night especially after what had happened in the day, but once he heard the matter, ‘shock’ was far too mild a word to describe what he felt.
An attack on Bones Manor. Eight Death Eaters killed. And among them, Reinhart Lestrange. The Lestrange patriarch him...
2025-08-28 17:58:58 +0000 UTC
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Illyrio was a troubled man. A really troubled man.
It had been a couple of months since he had received a fresh set of ideas from his Varys. Technically, he and Varys were partners, two men working together on equal footing but both of them knew the reality.
It was Varys who held all the cards, and he was the one who made all the decisions regarding their partnership. Varys was like the decisionmaker in the two member team. And Illyrio did not mind.
He was not at all interes...
2025-08-27 16:22:55 +0000 UTC
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“Good evening, Headmaster,” Minerva greeted as she stepped inside the Hogwarts headmaster’s office.
“Good evening, Minerva,” Dumbledore responded with the usual smile on his face and the grandfatherly twinkle in his eyes. “Have a seat.”
He waved his hand, and a chair materialized across him, on the other side of the table. Why Dumbledore never kept a permanent chair there and instead conjured one each time a visitor arrived was something only he knew.
Minerva n...
2025-08-27 16:20:08 +0000 UTC
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Jon's words caused a slight stir in the gathering as they straightened their backs, but it was nothing unexpected.
Planning the next phase of the invasion had been the primary assumption when this meeting was convened earlier.
"I believe a few among you might already be aware that we set the plans for our next phase in motion a few months back," Jon said. "For the last few months, a certain number of people have already been working on our next invasion. If I may add, then even before w...
2025-08-25 16:48:06 +0000 UTC
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(Dumbledore POV)
The range of problems raised by Antonio Olario did not end there. He had created two other nuisances for me as well.
On his hint, Lily, one of the brightest Muggle born witches in the last few years, has filed a formal complaint against a group of Slytherin boys and a couple of Gryffindors.
Had it only been the Slytherins, it might not have been an issue for me. I would have easily explained matters to her, persuaded her to forgive them and ...
2025-08-25 16:40:47 +0000 UTC
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"Aegon Targaryen?" one of the attendees stammered in sheer disbelief after moments of complete silence.
Jon nodded with a small smile on his face. "Yes."
He could understand their perplexity. This news was no so casual as he had dropped.
"My father, Rhaegar Targaryen, had not kidnapped my mother, Lyanna," he explained further, not wanting them to misunderstand. "My mother loved my father, and both of them fled willingly."
Each word that Jon spoke was like a hammer, drilling more a...
2025-08-24 15:19:01 +0000 UTC
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[This might seem as an ‘filler’ chapter to many. That the story is not moving forwards. Some will even say that I am only repeating those things which they already knew. How they know, I do not know. But this chapter was necessary from my understanding. It deals with the thought process and ideals of Dumbledore and will make it easier to understand the choices he makes and the decisions he takes in the future.]
[Dumbledore POV]
As I grow old, ...
2025-08-24 15:14:26 +0000 UTC
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[Extra Chapter of the week]
The group was led towards the large open terrace of the manor. Two wooden tables had been joined together to make the seating space for more than two dozen people. Jon was already seated in his chair at the far end of the table.
Freydron was the first to spot him, and he quickened his pace as he approached Jon and dropped to his knees.
"Lord Aeos," he greeted, his tone slightly emotional. Even Jon felt a bit awkward at such devoti...
2025-08-23 16:47:40 +0000 UTC
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(Three Months Later)
Three months had passed in the blink of an eye. The cities of Meereen and Yunkai had completely transformed during this time. All the projects Jon had implemented were either finished or in their final stages. The city had been beautified. The walls had been repaired. Drainage systems had been improved. A standard of improved hygiene had been introduced. Bathing and keeping one self clean was emphasised upon.
The city centres and the pleasure house of both cit...
2025-08-22 18:26:25 +0000 UTC
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[Second chapter of the day and this is also the promised extra chapter of the week.]
Reinhart’s eyes hardened as fear clawed at him, his gaze locked on Antonio. The man had been there even before they had entered the room, yet none of them had spotted him.
Clearly, Antonio had made masterful use of both invisibility and disillusionment charms. What a fine wizard he was. And a dangerous one too.
Not that Reinhart was unaware. Any doubts he might had...
2025-08-22 18:22:39 +0000 UTC
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Again, it was Reinhart leading the charge. Two out of eight of his group were already dead, and now only six remained.
Reinhart, followed closely by his comrades, stepped toward the room. In his conviction that Edmund and Amelia were trapped inside, he and his friend failed to notice the faint, subtle presence of someone hiding behind a pillar at the far end of the corridor.
It was Amelia Bones. She was there, pressed against the cold stone, her breath uneven. She was nervous and ...
2025-08-22 18:20:07 +0000 UTC
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(Jon Snow)
It seems to me that this would be the first time I would be talking myself. And what a journey it had been.
More than a year back, I had left Winterfell to conquer and build the greatest empire the world had ever seen. The gifts I had received have made me almost invincible.
With the sword talent of Yoriichi and his physique which I had received, I did not even know where my limit lay.
And then I had also gained the fire magic from the Targa...
2025-08-21 19:28:05 +0000 UTC
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[I wanted to release two chapters today- the extra chapter of the week and finish this scene but something urgent came up. I still decided to upload this. Enjoy the cliffhanger.]
After the second strike, the third Death Eater took his position and fired a full-powered Bombarda Maxima at the exact same spot on the ward where the previous two spells had landed.
To their surprise, a section of the ward vanished, leaving an opening wide enough for them to walk...
2025-08-21 19:22:56 +0000 UTC
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[Please suggest me the names of the dragons. I am very bad at naming them. Do not blame me for bad naming. Suggest something that has some sort of significance for our MC. Either from this life or the previous life.]
Rhaenys stepped inside the room and approached Jon with a confused expression on her face. She had asked Melisandre what had happened inside the room, but the Red Priestess had merely smiled and said nothing. Rhaenys had no idea what kind of loyalty test sh...
2025-08-20 18:52:21 +0000 UTC
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The conversation finally drifted to people who had supported Antonio Olario, and one name stood at the top of that list. Charlus Potter.
“I did not expect Lord Potter to actually vote for me,” Antonio said frankly. “Especially after what happened in Hogsmeade.”
“What happened in Hogsmeade?” Edmund asked with a stroke of curiosity.
“Oh!” Antonio remarked. “I forgot to mention this. I ran into James Potter in Hogsmeade, a few days back.”
“And we had...
2025-08-20 18:45:16 +0000 UTC
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Jon had not expected this dramatic undertone but he did not mind. He took a deep breath as he prepared himself to hand the blood essence to Melisandre.
The next instant, a drop of blood, his blood essence, appeared at the tip of Jon’s index finger, and he pressed it against Melisandre’s forehead.
Melisandre was not sure what she had been expecting when Lord Aeos had mentioned about confirming the loyalty, but a blood drop invading her forehead was certainly not one of the thin...
2025-08-19 17:17:52 +0000 UTC
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Antonio returned back to his house from the ministry. There were few hours remaining before he would depart for the Bones Manor to join in Edmund Bones for the dinner. Now that his case had been over and he had been legally declared innocent, he would very soon start the reconstruction of his house.
It had been a long, exhausting and demanding day for Antonio. And he had killed another man today. Overall, it was third wizard who had died at his hands.
The last time he had killed which h...
2025-08-19 17:14:17 +0000 UTC
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“What do you mean by complete loyalty to you?” Rhaenys asked after a long silence, her brows furrowing in apparent confusion.
“I mean what I said. Complete loyalty,” Jon replied evenly.
“I am already completely loyal to you, my Lord,” Melisandre said without hesitation. Her voice carried certainty, almost reverence. “You can command me to do anything, and I will obey without question. I am a mere servant of the Azor Ahai.”
Jon’s eyes lingered on her as he n...
2025-08-17 16:56:01 +0000 UTC
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Even after the spectators returned to their senses, no one knew how to react. Though this had been the expected outcome, the abruptness, suddenness, and sheer brutality of Antonio's final strike had left them speechless. The hanging corpse of Alicus Marius was a stark reminder to everyone what Antonio was capable of.
With a smile, Antonio leapt down from the platform and began walking toward Madam Marchbanks. Whether intentional or not, the two massive golems followed behind him. The gr...
2025-08-17 16:50:05 +0000 UTC
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[Extra Chapter of the Week]
Rhaenys took some time before she returned to herself and was able to speak again. She drank a few gulps of water from the glass on the nearby table and took a few deep breaths to calm and steady herself.
Jon realized he could continue the conversation now. Perhaps the further conversation would draw her mind away from the pain of her memories.
“So, Wazunk was the one who helped you escape fr...
2025-08-16 18:17:56 +0000 UTC
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[Extra Chapter of the Week]
[Wanted to finish the duel in this chapter only. This chapter is long, almost equal to two chapters.]
The moment the light turned yellow, one would have expected both wizards to get into a frenzy. But no such thing happened.
Five minutes was a lot of time, and there was no need to rush or act in frenzy, at least not in spellcasting. This was the time to formulate a strategy, to...
2025-08-16 18:15:13 +0000 UTC
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Rhaenys took one final deep breath before she began her narration.
“When the news came that my father had been killed at the Battle of the Trident at Robert Baratheon’s hands, we knew that the war had been lost,” Rhaenys said. “So, my mother, along with her loyal guards, began setting up an escape route and a plan.”
“Everything was finalised. A route had been charted out to escape through one of the Red Keep’s tunnels, and arrangements had been made to smuggle the three...
2025-08-15 16:50:29 +0000 UTC
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Antonio, for the first time, was going to see the legendary arena of the Ministry. Arcturus had given him some idea, and hence he was quite aware of what he should expect.
The large group of Wizengamot members, along with quite a few other Ministry officials, arrived in the deeper sections of the Ministry building. The word of the duel had spread rather quickly, and no one wanted to miss it.
The group finally reached a large wooden door in the shape of an archway. The words ‘The...
2025-08-15 16:47:20 +0000 UTC
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Another couple of days had passed since Rhaenys and Melisandre had arrived in the city of Meereen. With each passing day, the city was being transformed in a new direction.
Just yesterday, Jon had commissioned a new construction complex outside the city of Meereen. Just like the Astapor complex, bricks, cement, and limestone paint were to be manufactured in this complex.
Another factory to manufacture wine, vodka, and other drinks had been commissioned in Yunkai.
The work fo...
2025-08-14 18:13:21 +0000 UTC
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The members of the Wizengamot gathered in the hall once again. Although there was a slight anticipation for the judgment, it was still subdued. Everyone already knew the result. This was just a formality left.
Antonio was seated on the chair meant for him.
"Esteemed members of the Wizarding Council," Dumbledore's steady and firm voice echoed through the hall. "I, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, will hereby announce the decision of the hear...
2025-08-14 18:12:11 +0000 UTC
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