Game of Thrones: The First Elven King

A soul falls on the wheels of reincarnation, did he ever met ROB or any specific God? he doesn't really know, it's not like a omni being really needs to chat with him or offer him anything, he is an open book to those beings.

All that he knows is that one day he was walking back home, and when he took a final step, he was already in this new world, walking, exactly as he was doing before.

Finding himself in Old Valyria, he wonders what should he do next... the place will be doomed in a few years so... why not take advantage of the situation?

New or Old life, who cares?

"Lets take advantage of what i know, and at least i can live comfortably, being a Dragonlord is better than being... anything else.. really..."

That was until he finally discovered the details about his own Family....

"Wait.. is this the Book version or the Show version?"

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This is a fanfiction about Magic in Game of Thrones, and how someone can wield it to do great things "Terrible ... yes... but great things".

Its a hobby of mine, so i will always write when i feel inspired of doing it i hope you all enjoy it!

For those that enjoy to nitpick too much, consider it an AU, im not George, and i can't possibly nail every tiny detail, but i will do my best :D

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Random/Boring disclaimer about the world that the fiction is focused on, the story, characters and artwork, yeah we all know that...