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Game of Thrones: Azeroth? This Is Westeros!

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Leo was an ordinary overworked salaryman who finally scored the legendary Onyxia dragon reins after months of grinding World of Warcraft — only to get isekai’d straight into the world of Game of Thrones. He didn’t arrive as some blank-slate hero. He woke up as his fully-geared Warrior avatar: ornate Seventh Legion plate, a backpack full of millions in gold, a game system that still levels him up with every kill, and — most dangerously — the Black Dragon Princess Onyxia herself, now bound to him as a sentient, extremely pissed-off mount who absolutely refuses to be ridden. This is not Azeroth. There are no night elves, no Horde, no Alliance. Just the cutthroat politics of Westeros, where dragons have been extinct for over a century and one wrong word can get you a dagger in the back. Armed with foreknowledge of the coming War of the Five Kings, Leo decides to play the long game. He crafts the perfect cover: Neo Presto, second son of Duke Ni Shiming Presto of the distant Great Tang Empire — a land so vast and wealthy that even the Lannisters look poor by comparison. With his superior gold coins, flashy lion-etched armor, and a growing crew of sellswords, he marches toward King’s Landing ready to buy, fight, and charm his way into the heart of power. From wiping out bandit gangs for easy EXP in the Kingswood, to presenting legendary blades looted from Onyxia’s own hoard (Song of the Azure Sky and Lifeforce) to King Robert and Prince Joffrey, Leo quickly becomes the talk of the Red Keep. Robert loves him. The court is fascinated. And somewhere in his Collections tab, a furious dragon princess is slowly realizing that this “filthy human” might be the only one in either world who can truly stand beside her. Power, politics, dragons, and a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance with the most dangerous waifu in two universes. In the game of thrones, you win or you die. Leo intends to do both — and bring a black dragon to the feast.
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