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MC reborn as Chaos God before 40k is fleshed out as he rises as the first of now five Ruinous Powers the galaxy shall burn. Mature content, Evil MC Overpowered and a Harem of Oc Daemons

Aegon's soul from another world merged with Acnologia, the Black Dragon King of Fairy Tail, giving him knowledge of future events. He was invincible from the start and wiped out the dragon race four hundred years ago, ending the war between humans and dragons. Acnologia: "Dragons, I'll show you who truly is the chosen one of this era!" ---------------------- Advanced chapters at p@treon

Good news: Haruto Seishu has crossed over… and it’s into the 2D anime world! Bad news: It’s the dark side of the 2D world, and he’s stuck with the “cuckold protagonist” starter template. Good news: Haruto discovers that as long as he gets close and intimate with girls, he can become stronger. Bad news: Some blond delinquent already has it out for him… PS: This is a crossover multiverse, featuring everything—mainstream anime, erotic titles, and even borderline H-doujin settings. The main storylines will focus on The Testament of Sister New Devil and High School DxD. NO NTR

« MATURE CONTENT » One learns the hard way how wrong this line actually is: 'Brains over brawn.' It all started when Viktor Redwood slaughtered ten thousand soldiers, outwitted the legendary Emperor Leo and his five mythical-class heroines, and put a bullet through his head in front of those heroines—all achieved using sheer intelligence. But even with all that, he lost everything, got too lazy to even care about anything, and was cornered by absolute strength—all while his corrupted incubus race slowly awakened within him, warping his body with demonic features he could barely hide—leading him to decide to at least kill those heroines alongside himself in a boom. Only for him to regress back into his fat, powerless, and cursed body, starting again. This time, with the knowledge that his dormant bloodline will manifest again, transforming him piece by piece. The bad thing about all this? Now he's been thrown back to his worst day—the trial where his fiancée Elena—the one who put a blade to his heart just a moment ago—framed him. But even that didn't stop him from becoming the villain who made heroes bleed and heroines breed. Unlike last time, when he had thwarted her plans, this time he chose to exile himself to prepare an army of his children and wives. Viktor's got the 100x Ability Rebate System: enter powerful women, steal their abilities, multiply them by 100, and return them in bundles when they become mothers with a ratio of 100% to wives and 50% to children. And with a corrupted bloodline that changes his human self to Incubus as he use system—he will get to have a new identity as Householder Incubus. However, this time, the issue is a small twist—where, even with such an overpowered skill, he has been thrown into a wasteland with his loyal mid-thirties nanny, Helena. Will a weak baron with a cursed bloodline slowly transforming his body be able to create his own army and become the Emperor? « What to Expect: => Lots of Lemons (Babies aren't going to pop from the sky, right?) => Fatherhood Journey (A young man to a father of an army of babies, funny x100) => Transformation from Lust to Responsibilities (Responsible Lust, TADA!) => Kingdom Building + Cute, smart children running the kingdom while parents are on vacation. (Vacation to add more babies to the collection to run the kingdom) => Children Handling Kingdoms (Rest assured, babies will be smart and proficient in all subjects you all failed.) => Teaching Lessons to Heroines Who Dared to Touch the MC (Not forgiveness but punishment by giving heroines' brothers and sisters.) Tags: Villain MC, Antihero, R-18, Dark, Mature, Smut, Male Lead, Dominant Male Lead, Possessive Male Lead, Cold Protagonist, Manipulative Protagonist, Ruthless MC, Scheming MC, Calculating MC, Charismatic MC, Seductive MC, Alpha Male, Overpowered MC, OP MC, Morally Grey MC, No Redemption, Evil MC, Villainous MC, Dark Romance, Erotic Romance, Forbidden Romance, Twisted Love, Toxic Love, Obsession, Possessiveness, Yandere, Harem, Dark Harem, NTR, Betrayal, Revenge, Revenge Plot, Love and Betrayal, Heartbreak, Jealousy, Love-Hate Relationship, Complex Relationships, Emotional Manipulation, Psychological Manipulation, Gaslighting, Mind Games, Power Play, Control, Domination, Seduction, Temptation, Desire, Lust, Dangerous Attraction, Dark Desire, Mature Women, Older Women, MILFs, Multiple Heroines, Beautiful Heroines, Jealous Heroines, Rivalry, Love Triangle, Love Polygon, Tragic Past, Dark Past, Trauma, Character Corruption, Moral Corruption, Unforgivable Actions, Cruelty, Vengeance, No Mercy, Power Struggle, Political Intrigue, Conspiracy, Schemes, Dark Fantasy, Fantasy, System, System MC, Transmigration, Reincarnation, Isekai, Magic, Dark Magic, Noble MC, Royalty, Aristocracy, Hidden Identity, Secret Power, Power Progression, Leveling System, Slow Burn, Plot Twists, Revenge Romance, Forbidden Desire.

Full Title, AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic, Who Walked through Reincarnation for Two-Trillion Years Volumes 1-3 Synopsis: “Who?” Holding a lone gourd in hand the young man raises it to the Heavens with a single question. “Who wishes to accompany me? To stay by my side for an eternity, and to walk through the mountains, and seas?” May container spoilers below Volume 4 Synopsis: Weapon spirits, such is the nature of every single Sinner within the Leng Bing Realm. In other words, all of them are but tools, and a tool… “A tool has no right to choose their owner, and what a tool does is decided by their owner.” “…Cruel, how very cruel the laws of this world are. Even upon death, a soul may not rest.” Volume 5 Synopsis: “Surnamed Ye, if you had a choice between being a hero or a demon lord, which would you choose? Naturally, you can also choose to be a villager A or B if you wanted to.” “What kind of question is that? Hmm.” Contemplating for a bit, Ye Chen answers— “I guess, the hero? Since he always wins in the end?” “Hero, is it?” “And you, surnamed Long?” “I think, the role of the hero—is a role that should only be played by a masochist.” “The hell? Is this entire question supposed to be a way to diss me?” “The fate of a hero is to suffer. They’re constantly being pushed left and right. …While everyone else drowns in a sea of despair, a hero must stand their ground, and step forward—to guide the deadbeats along. They must become the shining beacon of hope that others may follow—towards a future, where they may survive. Tell me then, if a hero isn’t a masochist, then what are they?” The world is a game board, those who control the game board, and the game itself… What are they? Volume 6 Synopsis: “A lunatic near death has three options. One, they can choose to pass away peacefully. Two, they can choose to spend the rest of their remaining life to find a solution that will let them live. Three, they can drag an entire world down as a part of their burial.” ……… “The longer you live for, and the more you experience, the less you care about the things around you. Maybe, I’m just someone who has reached that point?” ……… “You’re right in saying that even if this world goes up into flames, I’d still be drinking away at my leisure. Why bother to care for a world that is completely foreign to me? The people who I had cared for, they aren’t here; hence, I see very little purpose in getting myself invested into this environment.” ……… The 46th prince of the Hong Xiao Empire was born between the emperor and the 114th concubine. He was born on a moonlit night, and yet, since his eyes were blind, his majesty—the emperor decided to name him Bujian Yue. “Did you know—that the more fearful a prey is, the tastier it is? At least to me, since I enjoy chewing on my food to savor the flavor.” “…?” Enlarging its stature, the black serpent abruptly snaps its head forward, and swallows the palace maid whole. Leaving a bite mark on the ground, the black serpent begins to chew, as the sound of meat and bones being pulverized comes from its maw. And eventually, the black serpent swallows.

"Look at you. Crawling, bleeding and powerless like a degenerate rat." "How pathetic!" “Same damn excuses, just like back then.” “Still so ready to give up.” “Those bullshit feelings made you weak.” “Have you forgotten your vow?” “The promise you swore in blood.” “If you're really him... then rise." “Let the darkness in once again." --- Humanity never gave up being curious, nor did they ever stop seeking far greater strength despite the several obstacles placed before them. If the world had stopped them from growing their cores any further, they found a way to control their mana and make up for that limitation. Yet, when there was no other way left to manipulate mana, some mages eventually found a way to break through those restrictions and attain transcendent power. These mages were the ones granted prestigious titles. In a world where there's no such thing as a pinnacle of strength, and where curious people always find some way to become stronger, there exists a young man who can't even get past his own core rank, let alone reach any of those legendary ranks. Hiding behind masks, Kael is mocked as one of the weakest adventurers of all time. Due to his unique element, no one suspects the truth hidden beneath his harmless appearance. Behind tired eyes and a dull smile lies a man with a past soaked in blood, a nightmare no one could survive, an assassin who once walked through hell itself. After being forced into an arranged marriage with the cold, expressionless tyrant, Seraphina, the Knight Captain of Velhart, Kael never expected anything from her and got even less. She despised him and treated him as worthless. Still, her hatred never broke him for once. Instead, it changed him completely. As Kael began teasing his cold wife with lazy smiles and harmless jests, he never noticed when the distance between them started to disappear, or when the line between simple amusement and genuine affection began to fade away. And for the first time in his life, Kael wanted something more. A peaceful life. Or perhaps... a family. Yet, the world was never kind enough to let him obtain either so easily. Blessed with not-so-good luck, Kael found himself dragged into facing dangerous opponents and deathly situations, some of them human while others were monsters. To achieve the normal life he had begun to desire, he first had to survive these predicaments, one after another. 'The world shall fall apart, why do I care?' As long as he could protect the peaceful life he had found, perhaps nothing else mattered. But when Seraphina finally uncovers the truth, when she realizes the man she once vowed to arrest is the same man she has come to care for, what will she choose? Her unshakable duty, or the husband she was never supposed to love? Would love be enough to bridge the vast chasm between an assassin’s sins and a knight’s sacred oath? Or would it not? _____________ WARNING: This novel contains graphic violence, gore, rape, torture, and assault. However, the MC never violates or rapes women. In fact, he despises such acts. Extra Tags: No NTR (in the main couple), No Yuri, No Yaoi Update Schedule: Once a week. Sunday - 01:00 AM (GMT+8)

[Surprise! The author is back! This book has resumed updates! Thanks to your overwhelming love and support—and because so many of you asked me to keep going—I've now written the story all the way to the ending, so you can safely dive in and binge it without a single worry. Happy reading, everyone! And once again, thank you so much for all your love!!] Lu Junhan was the most feared man in Hai City — ruthless, untouchable, and destined to die as a villain at the hero's hands. The Koi Princess refused to let that happen. She burned through her divine powers to reincarnate as his three-year-old daughter, Lu Li, fists clenched and ready for war. "I will protect Daddy! No one gets to bully him!" There was just one problem. Lu Li was... a little too enthusiastic. "Daddy, let me! I know how to take people's clothes off!" "Daddy, let me! I know how to cut off hands too!" Lu Junhan, the most terrifying man alive, broke into a cold sweat. To keep his baby girl from going down a dark path, the city's greatest villain quietly retired his sins, straightened his tie, and vowed to become a respectable man — all so his precious daughter would grow up kind, gentle, and normal. It didn't work. But when a certain little demon king showed up at his door, wearing his most innocent smile and calling his daughter "Lili" — Lu Junhan discovered something worse than raising a villain. Becoming a villain's future father-in-law.

Nascent Soul True Monarch Song Wan Ning, only after a tragic death did she realize she was just a villainous side character! Her childhood sweetheart of a hundred years forced her into the demonic path for the sake of the female lead, a disciple who "transmigrated" from another world. Her doted-upon eldest disciple, the "male lead," personally ground her bones to dust. In the end, they even joined forces to slaughter her entire family. Given a second chance, the Three Lives Mirror tells her that if she wants to live, she must redeem herself and earn the favor of the male and female leads. Song Wan Ning smiled gently. Redeem myself? Since when does a villainous side character need redemption? A villainous side character who knows the plot—how is that any different from a wolf entering a flock of sheep? * The Medicine King Sect's legacy is only for the female lead and not for her? Song Wan Ning directly shattered the legacy's divine sense until its soul dissipated, and then she scattered the ashes of the thousand-plus spirit tablets in the Medicine King Sect! The divine beast acknowledges the male lead as its master but not her? Song Wan Ning directly skinned the divine beast and pulled its tendons, stripping away its bloodline! Without its divine bloodline, what's a divine beast but a piece of crap! The sect favors the childhood sweetheart and the male and female leads? Song Wan Ning gave a soul-snatching smile. Then she'll just have the entire sect erased from the Seven Major Sects and Four Great Clans! Everyone says she's gone mad. What's so bad about being mad? You see, when she goes mad, don't the others behave themselves?

The best thing about crossing over is landing in the game world you were playing, inheriting your max-level account. Ross was just like that "Did you know, the entire world is actually a game, and I am the strongest Evil God in this game, easily able to duel the twelve main gods." "That's amazing, so why were you sealed?" "Because I transmigrated during the fight! I didn't have a keyboard in my hands! But it's okay, help me lift the seal, and you can become the main god." "Mm-hmm, alright." Miss Saintess responds while writing in her diary

We all know how it goes. The CEO falls for the 5'9, soft-spoken, brown-eyed girl with a smile untouched by the world. Love at first glance. A fairytale written in bold. Meanwhile, the woman who loved him first Who knew his silence, his shadows, his worst days is pushed aside. They call her jealous. Obsessive. A villain. And the story ends with applause for the innocent girl and the powerful man. A happy ending? You’re wrong. Kashi loved him first. She loved him loud, recklessly, with her whole soul. And then she arrived. Perfect smile. Soft voice. Brown eyes. The kind of girl the world bends for without asking why. He looked at her once and that was enough to erase years. Kashi didn’t lose him quietly. She lost him publicly. Humiliated. Replaced. Turned into a meme. A punchline. So she disappeared. For one year, Kashi buried herself. And while the world moved on, someone else was watching. Chaos. He watched from the shadows. obsessive, patient, dangerous in the way only quiet men are. She never noticed him. So he waited. Now Kashi is back. Not to beg. Not to compete. Not to play the villain in someone else’s love story. She’s back to rewrite the narrative. The CEO she loved since childhood doesn’t want her? Fuck him. The world laughed when she broke? Let it burn. And as Kashi rebuilds, stronger, colder, sharper. she starts to notice something strange. Who exactly is X? And why does he kneel like a loyal dog when she calls his name?

[No System] [Uchiha Madara] [Humorous] [Rogue Ninja Style] [Strict Setting] Uchiha Ryou obtained the Chimera Technique and the Creation Regeneration Technique from Konoha. He defected from Konoha and prepared to abandon his mission and leave, but was blocked by Orochimaru at the Kannabi Bridge. When he was at his wit's end, he was saved by Madara Uchiha. Ryou replaced Obito and helped Madara recover to his peak, thus advancing the Eye of the Moon Plan. "Uncle Madara, I heard that you have no children and my parents died young. If you don't mind, I would like to take care of you in your old age." "Uncle Madara, Konoha is just ahead! Tobirama Senju's grave is right there!" Tsunade is main FL Harem: Pakura/Konan/Chiyo/Natsuhi

Transmigrated to OPM world as the lowest class among the monsters...Wolf level

« MATURE CONTENT » “Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)

Nothing is set in stone—not time, not fate, and certainly not Death. But in Rudra's existence, one thing has remained constant: a person. In her tears and rage. In her love and hatred. Now, Rudra is determined to figure out why she was the only one who mourned his death while the rest of the world celebrated his demise—especially since they had always stood on opposite sides of the war. And her answer might be the one thing he holds most dear—the only truth that remains truly sacred. In the kingdom of Partha, power does not negotiate. It descends from the mountain, absolute and ancient, in the form of Ravaan Azhdar — the Dragon King — and his son, Prince Rudra, who inherits his father's fire and none of his patience. In his first life, Rudra did what dragons do. He wanted the Saintess of Benevia and he took her — flew across half the known world and carried Teresa Williams out of her country like a thing claimed, imprisoning her in the cursed land of Alaka for months while the kingdoms of men scrambled to respond. He was not cruel to her, exactly. He simply did not think of her as something that required particular consideration. She was leverage. She was a statement. She was, in the particular arithmetic of dragon politics, a piece on a board. He did not expect Percival Leonhart. The hero came through Alaka the way heroes do — through impossible odds and worse terrain, carrying the legendary sword of Mamon, and he killed Rudra with it. Not cleanly. Not quickly. But definitively. Rudra lay dying in the ruins of everything he had built, alone, which was no more than he deserved and he knew it, and he waited for the end with the specific resignation of a creature who has no remorse, no regret whatsoever. Then Tish appeared. Not rescued, not triumphant, not standing over him with justified contempt. She appeared the way she always moved through the world — quietly, purposefully, and in this case with her hands already reaching for him, her holy magic already trying to knit shut wounds that had no business being knittable. She was crying. She was afraid. And she was, against every law of sense and self-preservation, trying to save the dragon who had taken her from her home He didn't understand it. He asked her why, once, in the way a dying thing asks questions — without real expectation of an answer. She didn't explain. She kept healing. And then an arrow found her, from somewhere in the dark, and she died in front of him before he could — before he could what, exactly, he would spend a great deal of time not finishing that thought. Then Rudra woke up in his bed in Ashkavar. Three years before any of it happened. He lay there for a long time. Long enough for the disorientation to pass and the facts to arrange themselves into something he could examine. He had been given time back, though by what mechanism or mercy he couldn't say. The world was reset. Tish was alive somewhere in Benevia, being saintly and blessed and entirely unaware of everything that hadn't happened yet. He did not love her. He wants to be clear about that, if only to himself. He had barely known her in the first life, and what he had known he hadn't particularly liked — she was stubborn and principled and had an infuriating tendency to keep extending grace to things that hadn't earned it, chief among them apparently him. He did not miss her. He missed the answer she hadn't given him. He missed the specific shape of a question that had no other possible source of resolution. Why had she tried to save him. And for that answer, he was determined to burn everything down all over again. (I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com )

> Mature content. Contains intense scenes not suitable for readers under 18. The world ended. His wife betrayed him. Now he’s stuck on a tropical island... with twelve beautiful women—and a deadly secret beneath the sand. Jude thought escaping the zombie apocalypse on a cruise ship was salvation. He was wrong. After a cruel twist of fate leaves him stranded and betrayed, he wakes up on an island that seems like paradise—but the truth is far more dangerous. He’s not alone. Twelve mysterious women. No way out. And the undead? They're not the only threat hunting him. Will Jude survive the secrets of the island… or become part of them?

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

"What are you willing to do to achieve something? How serious are you about achieving your goals?" This was the question that Loki and the other people who came to the Four Directions sect to earn their freedom were asked on their first day in the sect. For Loki, this question was easy for him to answer because he was reborn as a slave in this world and had already defied the will of his slave master in order to join the Four Directions sect. He had braved danger and suffering to reach the Four Directions sect. So he knew what it meant to be desperate and was willing to do whatever was required of him to achieve his goal. In the world of the blessed heaven realm, there is no such thing as human rights, and freedom is a luxury that very few people have. It is said that everyone is a slave to someone. The only difference is how strong their master is. So he, just like everyone else, is under the control of someone above them. But he doesn't want to remain a slave forever. He aspires to greatness, immortality, and freedom. He wants to acquire enough power to gain control of his fate. He also wants to rise to the top of the world and be the one to control others. He even wants to gain power and control over death. In order to achieve this, he is willing to do anything. This is his answer to the question of what he is willing to do to achieve his goals. His answer to this question was why he awakened the Fenrir metac. This is a metac that can help him achieve his goals by granting him the ability to find prey, hunt prey, and devour them to strengthen himself. With the Fenrir metac, he will transform from a prey into a predator. He will even have the chance to rise to the top of the food chain and become the strongest predator. That is to be his purpose in life, and with great luck and perseverance, he might achieve it. Golden Tickets/Power Stones: Bonus Chapters 1. 100/500: 1st Bonus Chapter. 2. 200/1,000: 2nd Bonus Chapter. 3. 300/1,500: 3rd Bonus Chapter. 4. 400/2,000: 4th Bonus Chapter. 5. 500/3,000: 5th Bonus Chapter. Discord: https://discord.gg/wA7n2M23Aw

Transmigration? Check. Golden Finger? Check. Beauties? Check. Fang Bubai is the protagonist? Che- wait- he is the protagonist?! Then why is there another Fang Bubai running amok like the real protagonist?! And these women throwing themselves on him... why are they all traps?! But... can he refuse? Obviously... not. Ahem. Join Fang Bubai on his ascension journey, starting from his seed and with the help of his companions... Succubus, swords maiden, maids, another man's wife, catgirl... the list goes on. This novel is also posted on RoyalScribble~ For early access to new chapters, juicy content (wink wink), exclusive art, and more, check out: https://sites.google.com/view/eternity-starts-from-his-seed/home [Warning] Mature Theme, Viewer Discretion is Advised [Disclaimer] All characters are above 18 years of age. All names, characters, and events in this novel are fictional, and any resemblance to real persons, places, and events which may seem to exist is purely coincidental. [Tags] Male Protagonist, Xianxia, Cheats, Dark

Absolute Power. Extreme Violence. Essence of Dao.... "The Immortal Tao has no name... The Tao that has a name is not the true Tao... the name that can be named is not the true name..."

This is a fan fiction work based on A Song of Ice and Fire. The main plot is based on the TV series, supplemented by the novels, with some personal additions interspersed throughout. I have tried to keep it as faithful to the original work as possible and make it plausible. I have checked the characters' appearances, dates, etc., against the A Song of Ice and Fire Wiki. If there are any omissions or errors, please feel free to point them out in the comments.