"It has been three years since I was reborn as Jon Snow. This was not a simple soul transmigration; I was truly reborn as him. I still remember the tender eyes of my mother, Lyanna, when she gave me to my uncle, Ned Stark, and asked him to take care of me. I understood instantly (likely an effect of reading too many novels and fanfics)—that I had been reborn into the world of Game of Thrones.
Three years have passed since then. After returning with me to Winterfell, my uncle introduced me as his bastard. You should have seen Catelyn's face; at the time, she was pregnant with a bulging belly, and her face turned pure purple with rage. I don't know how many times I have heard her argue with my uncle, but because of his guilt, he accepts her every request. He even opened a sept for the Faith of the Seven, even though the North follows the Old Gods, and she brought in an old septa to lead it."
It is the year 286 AC. My life has been good enough until now. Every day I wake up, eat, study with Maester Luwin, play with my brother Robb, and sleep. But I know these days will not last much longer.
My aunt Catelyn and the old Septa already hold me back from doing much, but I know that in 289 AC, Balon Greyjoy will rebel. My uncle will leave to quell the rebellion, leaving Catelyn in charge of Winterfell. When that happens, she will make my life a living hell.
Even now, I find my food seasoned with far too much salt. My room is bare, containing nothing but a bed and a table, and my clothes are no better than those of a servant. I am even forced to sleep in the servants' quarters.
When my uncle tries to argue with her about my treatment, she takes the moral high ground, claiming she is being generous simply by allowing a bastard to live within the castle walls. My uncle never argues for long; he is always weighed down by his own guilt.
Like Every night, right as I'm going to sleep after eating, I suddenly hear a voice in my head:
"Ding! 'Super Merchant System' is loading... 1%... 10%... 30%... 100%. Loading complete. Supreme Merchant System is in your care, Boss. Beginner gift package has been delivered to the store warehouse."
After seeing this, I pinched myself. Once I felt the pain, I was too happy to control myself; I felt like shouting! I will be the king. But I controled myself.
Before this, I didn't think much about the future because I already knew what would happen in year 300 ac - 305 ac : Jon Arryn's death, Robert Baratheon coming to Winterfell, Bran falling from the tower, me going to the Wall, Ned going to King's Landing, Robert's death, Ned's imprisonment and execution, the War of the Five Kings, the Red Wedding, the Purple Wedding, the Night King, and so on.
Before awakening the System, my plan was to go to Essos at the age of thirteen and join a mercenary group. Then, once Daenerys finished freeing the slaves, I would join her and support her in conquering Westeros.
But now I will change my fate and will take what is rightfully mine.
After reflecting on the plot, I opened the system panel:
SUPREME MERCHANT SYSTEM 1.0
Name: Jon Snow / Aemon Targaryen
Titles: Bastard, Prophesied Child
Status:
Health: 10/10
Strength: 3
Agility: 4
Constitution: 4
Intelligence: 6
Charm: 3
Magic: 0
(Note: Average adult: 10 | Warrior: 11-15 | Trained Warrior: 16-20 | Knight: 21-30 | Elite knight (Ned, Robert, Jaime): 31-35 | Extraordinary Being (The Mountain, Arthur Dayne): 36-40)
Bloodlines: Targaryen (Unawakened), Stark (Unawakened)
Mounts: None
Abilities: None
Functions: SHOP, INVENTORY, QUEST, LOYALTY
After reviewing my panel, I thought: Weak. Far too weak. But then again, what could I expect from a three-year-old's body?
I began scrolling through the system functions. After some time, I understood the mechanics completely. In the System Shop, I can only purchase manufacturing processes.
Currently, only two are unlocked:
Soap-Making Process (Level 1): 10,000 Gold Dragons
Wine-Making Process (Level 1): 100,000 Gold Dragons
"Only the inventory was Level 1. Is there a Level 2, 3, or higher?
The status bar can increase through training or by consuming something magical.
The Inventory function (Level 1) is 2x2 meters; I can only store non-living things there, and time stops within the inventory space.
QUEST: None available
LOYALTY: None
After reviewing everything, I opened the Beginner Package from my inventory. It contained three items:
1 ). Captain America Serum: (Warning: Do not take before the age of six and a half. It will gradually increase your stats over the next seven years and perfect your constitution.)
2 ). Harry Potter Invisibility Cloak: (Note: Not sword-proof or fireproof.)
3 ).A Map Fragment of Valeria: (1/5th of the map to the ruins of the Hidden Valerian Kingdom.)
After examining these, I shut down the system panel. For now, I can only use the cloak. I eventually fell asleep. For the next three and a half years, I am not going anywhere.
I know my plan will be difficult: first, I must become the richest merchant; then, the strongest knight. I also need to raise an army, obtain my own dragon, and revive the Targaryen family."
(So hello everyone .
This was going to be my first fanfic . So I hope you all will support me .This is an original , so there is no raw )