260 ac Starpike

Orin peake

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I look at the person in front of me. Blonde hair big black eyes, and chiseled jawline no doubt a handsome man in his fourties. Problably my father considering how he is behaving around my mother.

I notice something. His eyes are void of any emotions. He doesn't hold any fatherly love towards me nor does he have any love in his eyes when he looks at my mother. Strange.

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-5 months later.

I am feeling well but not at the same time. Well because I am healthy and I am glad I haven't kicked the bucket as most children in the middle ages do. Unwell because I don't feel anything. I MEAN ANYTHING. I feel hollow. Devoid of any life. But here i am.

It might be because the ROB included some malfunctioning things in my blessings. My blessings were

-unending soul( whatever that means)

-Weapons mastery(pretty common in reincarnation stories)

-magic resistance(no comment)

Honestly one of the most mid ass pulls ngl.

How the hell am I pulling "mAgIC rEsIStanCE" When the roulette has busted op things all over.

'Aaahhggghhh' I fake a sigh in my mind.

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262 ac Starpike

Orin Peake

-2 years later

I am now a full on human being, someone who can walk, and run. Impressive right?

In that time my mother died giving birth to a stillborn. Felt nothing really. Might be because my adult mind didn't accept her as my mother or smt idk.

I'm getting familiar with this world.

I am the firstborn son of a noble in the world of "a song of ice and fire" but with a little twist.

Magic is more prevalent and the knights are actually superhuman but unfortunately i don't know the details. I was born to house peake, a powerful house in the reach easily in the top 5. My father doesn't seem to care much about me, he comes around to see me time to time however that's all the shit he gives me I guess.

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265 ac starpike

POV:Orin Peake

-3 years later.

I now fully understand my standings in this world and have an educated guess about the hierarchy.

Firstly-

I was born in 260 meaning the generation of Eddard Stark, Robert baratheon, and etc.

Secondly-

The magic is more like alchemy you give something you get something but there must be something deeper since everyone is not using them to do everything .

The aura is a fuel, a fuel to enhance our bodies. Where does it come from? The soul.

Why doesn't everyone use them? The body of a commoner isn't compatible with it. If someone in 7 generations of your bloodline haven't used it, you probably won't. The aura using population is strictly regulated and monopolized by the elite. Not only that, because of the apparent difference in power the commoners are considered even lower than how they were seen in the original material. Not only that sometimes the nobles sacrifice people just for more aura.

Thirdly-

I am cursed. Not exactly me alone. Father seems to be stricken with the same one as I do. The curse eradicates all emotions.

My theory on how it was able to infect me is that it was done before i possesed or took control of this body. The cause must either be an ancestral fued or a family tradition. Yes i know it is fucked up however not having emotions in a political nightmare like westeros is an advantage. I won't say I like it.