Chapter 194 [Vault]

Title - HOTD: The Demigod Commoner | Chapter 1 | Futanari MC

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[3rd POV]

Death had claimed her. 

Not surprising, really. Living on the streets for more than half your life, having to fend for yourself by stealing and lying and cheating would eventually come to bite her in the ass, and it seemed it had. 

She had lived from the ages of 9 to 20 on the streets, alone. She had gone through…quite a lot, horrors of all kinds, ones that she would never speak of, never admit to. She had spent the years learning the best she could for someone who was homeless, stealing books, teaching herself using that which she could steal, including an old phone and charger that she used to read online. 

Even managing to teach herself how to defend herself, so that she couldn’t be…assaulted by another ever again. 

And yet none of that mattered when getting ganged up on by several others who wanted her dead, several others that gripped blades in their hands and hatred in their eyes. 

And now she was dead. 

Her life had been wholly unfulfilling, and she had long since been used to the idea of dying. So as she gazed around the infinite void that filled her vision on all sides, she just laid down, allowing herself to find comfort, a comfort she had never felt in the streets, alone and cold. 

But it seemed her comfort didn’t last, as a golden light began to fill her vision, as she sat up and raised an eyebrow at the words in front of her. 

[You have been chosen to reincarnate into the world of…A Song of Ice and Fire! Whoohoo! You have been given a singular, mighty, and powerful boon! The boon known as…”The Child of the Ten Gods!” These Ten Gods are chosen at random and are based off of the PJO Gods in terms of the Demigod powers you will be granted. The Gods you have gotten are…]

[The God of War, Ares]

[The God of Thieves, Hermes]

[The God of Healing, The Sun, and…many things, Apollo]

[The Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis]

[The Goddess of Victory, Nike]

[The Goddess of Wisdom, Athena]

[The Norse God of War, Tyr]

[The Egyptian Goddess of War, Sekhmet]

[The Roman God of War, Mars]

[The Roman Goddess of War, Bellona]

[The powers such as electricity, sun based powers, etc, are limited to an extreme level due to the weakness of the universe. This can be strengthened through extensive training and understanding of oneself. But it will take much time, and much training]

The woman looked over the names in a blink of surprise, as she did know of their names…but she had absolutely no idea what a “PJO” was, and while A song of Ice and Fire did ring some bells, thanks to her reading a few online forums about Game of Thrones, her knowledge on it was…lacking, and most of it was about the Dance of Dragons, and the show, House of the Dragon, which even then, she only knew that it ended in the deaths of pretty much everyone, and a few major events that happened during it, and that was about it. 

She was more focused on learning the actual important stuff than anything.

”Do I get a choice in this?” Her voice echoed, not really wanting to be reborn into some unknown world that from what she remembered, was even worse than the one she had lived in in her past life. A world where she would likely go through even more harsh things than before. 

[Yes. But fear not, you have been given a boon! Your new body shall be gifted with both the members of a man and a woman, thanks to your own preferences! Please do enjoy your new life…Kassandra]

“Wait seriously? I don’t even get an option?” The woman asked, not wanting this, but it seemed her wants didn’t matter, as she felt her body get pulled away, and her thoughts went dark, as she disappeared from the infinite void that clouded her vision.

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[Flea Bottom, Kings Landing | 110 AC, 3 Years before the Birth of Aegon II, and Helaena Targaryen. 2 Years before the death of Queen Aemma Arryn]

Screeches of pain echoed through the dark alleyway of Flea Bottom, the poorest, and most rundown area of King's Landing, where the homeless clutter the streets and where crime is rampant. 

Within an alleyway in Flea Bottom, a brown haired woman screamed in pain, her screams echoing through the area as she threw her head back in pain. For this woman was alone, in pain…and giving birth. 

The woman was a simple small folk, a commoner of no importance, one that no one would bat an eye at, one that no one would help as she gave birth on the side of an alleyway, alone. The woman wasn’t beautiful, she wasn’t smart, she was a simple commoner who made her money the best she could in a city like Kings Landing. 

By working in a Whorehouse. 

It was the best way of making coin in such an area, and she was “Lucky” enough to have some better assets than most. Whorehouses were common throughout Kings Landing, and while they were usually…not the nicest of places, they paid well, and were the easiest and most likely job a woman could get in the city. And yet, none of that mattered as she bled, giving birth alone. 

And that birth was killing her, she could feel it deep in her bones, as she screamed and cried in pain, but eventually, the screams and cries began to turn into pants of exhaustion, as she stared down at the bundle within her hands. 

“M-My daughter” She whispered, tears in her eyes as she looked her over. She noticed the…difference that her daughter had been given, but she didn’t give a damn, not right now as she felt herself grow weaker and weaker, fear holding her as she knew she would leave her daughter soon. She would leave her in a dark desolate alleyway alone, in a horrid city that cared little for the common folk, by Lords and Kings that looked at them as if they were mere bugs, as if they didn’t matter, when it was the common folk that ran everything, funded everything, did EVERYTHING. Without common folk, the King was fucked, and yet, they didn’t seem to understand that, as foolish as they all were. 

“I-I’m sorry little one. But-but Mama won’t be able to watch over you, not for much longer” She whispered, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked at her daughters deep eyes, as the child silently looked up at her with concern. 

“I just hope you’ll be able to survive in this accursed place without me, without having to do what I have. I-I love you my child, my little Kassandra” She whispered, feeling her body begin to grow weak, as she placed a singular kiss to her forehead, as the light began to fade from her eyes, as she cradled her daughter close, hoping that her leftover warmth could shield her until someone found her daughter, and hopefully saved her. 

Staring up at her dead mother, Kassandra could only remain silent as she knew that she was once again cursed to live alone, in the streets of a wretched city likely even worse than her last.

’It seems even in this life I’m cursed to be alone…’ Kassandra thought silently, knowing that because of her demigod blood, she wouldn’t be dying of thirst of hunger, so now, now it was only a matter of waiting and praying that someone would find her, and save her. 

As her baby eyes closed, exhaustion of just being born taking her, Kassandra had only one thought on her mind. 

‘Whoever sent me here…’

’…Fuck you’

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That’s the end of the chapter!

So love interest for this fic is Helaena Targaryen, albeit aged up so she is the twin sister of Aegon instead of the younger sister. I’ll also likely prolong the time a bit so that she is 16-17 by the time she and Kassandra meet, instead of 14.

This will be…a bit dark, especially since Kassandra has been born into…well, not exactly the kindest of places in Kings Landing, and she will have to go through a LOT in there. 

She is a Demigod, yes, but her powers are weak, limited, not fully trained. They’ll come to her more and more the older she gets, and will unlock fully once she meets Helaena, and even then, she will still have to train and grow powers that involve manipulating elements and such. 

This’ll likely be one of the last HOTD/GOT fics I make for a while, I might still update these, but I doubt I’ll be making many more. I have plans for maybe one or two more, one with Rhaenyra as the MC with some heavy AU elements, and a less nice MC, and a fanfic with Daenerys as the love interest with a Blackfyre Mc with powers akin to that of my Eivor the 100 fic. 

Anyways, have a good day!