Year 108 AC
-Rickon Stark-
He cursed himself as he felt a cut in one of his shoulders from an attack he didn't see from one of the many savages, even as he cut the savage in half with his ancestral sword, Ice.
A new king beyond the wall had risen up with his horde of savages, breaking through the wall and managing to break through the Nightswatch defenses, making the wall his ancestor had built collapse and destroying a massive amount of land.
He immediately called his banners and sent a letter to Kings Landing for the king to send aid to defend the north against the new wildling king.
Unfortunately it would probably take a long time since the kings brother and the royal fleet were fighting off foreigners in the steps stones and there were no other dragon riders that would be willing to come down here north.
Currently he and his men were fighting close to Last Hearth after the keep was taken by the new 'king,' who managed to take it after killing off Lord Brandon Umber and his two sons, Jon Umber and Osric Umber, and the wildling bastard had even taken the daughters of Brandon Umber as his thralls.
At least that's what he had heard from the soldiers that had to escape Last Hearth. Usually these men would've been executed or given the ability to take the black, but they needed every man they could, and it looked like the Nightswatch was finish, marking the end of the order.
As he kept cutting down more of the savages he was making his way to a certain man who was also cutting his way through his man.
The man was extremely tall with large muscles being the largest man he had ever seen even larger than any Umber he had met. The man had dark long hair, on top of his head a bronze crown covering his head several spikes of bronze covering the crown.
The man was also wearing chest armor the rest of his body covered with animal skin fur and rag, on his hands carrying two twin swords.
The so-called "king beyond the wall" Uther "the breaker".
Preparing his sword ice he made his way to Uther who only grin like a mad man. He planted his feet in the churned snow and mud, breath fogging the air as he locked eyes with the man who had broken the Wall.
"So this is the wolf-king," Uther said looking at him as both of them ignored their screams around them and the sounds of fighting. "I thought you'd be taller."
Both of us didn't say anything as we looked at each other, waiting for one of us to move.
Umber was the first one to move, for a man of his size he was fast. One of his sword flashed low while the other came in from the side. It forced him to step back his ice meeting with his iron sword but both swords repel each other as they separated from each other.
They clashed again Ice sweeping in a wide arc that would have taken a lesser man's head. Uther ducked beneath it, fur cloak tearing as the edge kissed his shoulder, and retaliated with a brutal kick that sent him skidding through the blood-soaked snow.
He rolled, came up on one knee, and barely caught a downward strike meant to split him in two. The ground cracked beneath the impact.
Around them, the battle seemed to pull away, men instinctively giving the two kings space.
Both men continue fighting giving it through all slashing and cutting each other. He roared and surged up, forcing Ice back into line, Valyrian steel carving a bloody furrow across Uther's chest. Any other man would have fallen. But before he could've noticed Uther grabbed him from his neck the man started choking him slowly his vision started turning darker.
-Uther the breaker-
Grabbing the dead man sword ice I could only smile as I use my new weapon to massacre every man in front of me with little and no difficulty.
Quest completed
[Defeat the Lord of winter]
Objective: defeat the current Stark in power
Reward: upgrade level for Skinchanger and Greensight, blessing of the old gods[perks], king of winter[perks], slayer of the northern wolves[perks]
Ignore my rewards for right now I continue cutting my way through killing every single last one of these Kneelers.
Most of them start running after i kill a guy that looks similar to Rickon probably the brother that tried to usurp Winterfell.
Not everyone is running but this battle had ended as magic start releasing from my body a green aura covering my entire body including the hand that was grabbing on to ice.
Time to cut down some Southerners.
-later-
After the battle my man had taken the weapons from our defeated enemies replacing our old weapons with new steel.
The best part of starting in this scenario is that I won't have any annoying dragon rider fucking with me and the best part is that any southern Army won't be a problem either, my army of free folk isn't even my main weapon.
Despite being an employee of the foundation for many decades at this point I never expect him to get a letter of recommendation.
But here I am with a system and a very unique background created by my sponsor. I did have to take some missions but that was fine especially with all the benefits I got.
Name: Uther Giantborn "the breaker"
Race: Human/Giant (first man)
Traits: [Blood of the first men] [Blood of the giant] [Savage] [Highly fertile] [Big Willie]
Perks: [The Breaker] [Bloodthirsty] [The Chosen King] [Eyes of knowledge]
Skills: [Sword mastery - Expert] [Skinchanger - Expert] [Greensight - Expert] [Axe wheeling mastery - Adapt] [Horse riding - Adapt] [Archery mastery - apprentice] [Cooking mastery - apprentice]
[Main Quest]
Objective: eradicate the "other" beyond the wall
Reward: ???
[King of westeros]
Objective: claim all of westeros for yourself
Reward: ???
[The Bane of the andals]
Objective: ethnicity cleanse the andals
Secondary objective: corrupt the meaning of knighthood
Third objective: cleanse the seven from westeros.
Reward: ???
I would complete every single one of these one at a time, but for now we return back to Last Hearth my new castle as we picked up my new thralls pacifically my three new sex slaves.
The women in this world are way too good looking for the era this world was based on, well it doesn't matter, good for me not good for the other man when I eventually take their daughters and wives for myself.
Time to take Karhold and the other northern castles and then I would reunite with my other half of the army who are currently taking over an exterminating the northern clansman and the houses of the western side of the north.
We already taken skagos which was the first southern territory we took over. Then we took over Last Hearth and all the smaller keep around it taking the woman and old/young man/boy as thralls. The women for good fucking and breeding, the man to be worker and for the older one to passing down their skill to our young one.
Due to how fucked the true north was the people living. There weren't able to progress, technologically the same way our south neighbors have which is why I want them to learn from the thralls.
Hopefully, those fucking savages will learn something.
Then after reuniting with my other half of my men, we would take Winterfell and continue down until hopefully we have the complete north under my Dominion.
-Viserys I targaryen - bonus scene-
As he read the contents of the letter, he felt some doubt as he read it. A pretender had declare themselves king from beyond the wall and manage to do something the previous wildling king has never done, take over a good amount of a land from the north.
Not only that but this man had also managed to kill Rickon Stark including his kin. This letter was sent by the maester of Winterfell explaining but the army of wildling was marching to Winterfell and informing him of what had happened.
As he locked up, what was left of his council after his brother and corlys velaryon have decided to start a war in the step stones leaving their positions behind he could only frowned.
"Send a letter to my cousin inform her that I commander to come to the with her dragon and call all my bannerman to the capital, this up jump wildling will regret ever stepping foot in my realm" I would make this wildling savage feel fire and blood.
Maybe it was time to try to claim another dragon if only so he could help his cousin and maybe he could even try be the king he wanted to be, a king with the true power back it up.
Balerion was too old he was a foolish young man but there's another dragon similar to balerion that had no rider yet.
His grandsire dragon Vermithor didn't have a rider yet if he could claim it….He needed some time to think on the matter because if he failed he has no doubt that the realm would collapse.