Capítulo 1: chaper 1 an unexpected new life
Title: A Legacy Forged in Shadows
283 AC, Casterly Rock
In a dimly lit room, the anguished cries of a woman pierced the air. Annie, pale and weak, lay on the bed, the harsh reality of her situation overshadowed by the glitz of the makeup worn by the two women assisting her. The stark contrast between their painted faces and the grimness of the birth set a strange tone for the moment.
With a final scream that echoed off the walls, the room fell silent save for the squalling of a newborn. The massive boy, born at 18 pounds, emerged into the world with dirty blonde hair, a strong pointed nose and deep green eyes that seemed to absorb all light around him.
"It's a boy with the blood of a giant and he seems to be a healthy boy, Annie!" one of the women announced, her voice filled with forced cheer as she looked at the woman who just gave birth her legs and sheets covered in blood.
"Give him to me," Annie rasped, her strength waning.
The wet nurse placed the child in her trembling arms. As Annie looked into her son's abyss-like eyes, tears streamed down her face. "I won't be around, child i can feel it i wont make it. You won't have to be the son of a whore for long. Your father is outside; he is a lord of a mighty house so you wont go hungry atleast my little bear."
"You may I enter, my lord" called one of the women.
The door swung open, revealing Tyrion Lannister, a dwarf clad in fine clothes and expensive gold jewelry, his emerald eyes a reflection of the boy's. He approached, and Annie's gaze shifted from the child to him, the weight of her recent birth evident in her eyes as she slowly closed them and passed on not even able to give her son a name.
Tyrion paused, taking in the scene suprised. He turned to one of the women and tossed her a heavy bag of gold coins. "Bury her and keep the rest as payment now leave us and come back after im done here."
With a look of greed at the bag of coins in her friends hand the woman handed the child to Tyrion and left with her companion with smiles, who cradled the boy in his arms, feeling the weight of destiny settle upon him. Annie closed her eyes for the last time, her spirit slipping away as Tyrion marveled at the child.
Tyrion's POV
So this is my son, he thought, looking down at the boy he bore the Lannister features, yet was a giant—much larger than any infant ought to be and thankfully not cursed with being a dwart like himself. Tyrion felt a swell of pride. "I don't care what others say you will have your birthright as a Lannister. I will not let you suffer as I have."
As he pondered the child's name, lightning struck his thoughts. "Your name shall be Caesar lannister, first of his name," he declared, a sense of pride and determination for his sons future rising within him. "You will take whatever you want, my son."
Caesar's POV
As we prepared to depart Casterly Rock, I felt a rush of confusion. I had been reincarnated into the world of Westeros, my new father Tyrion Lannister—hated and despised by his, yet thankfully still a noble making me a nobles bastard son. The enormity of my situation bore down on me like the weight of a mountain. I had died a normal man in my past life, yet now I had a chance at something different i thought i would never be able to be my true self but here as long as someone has power and wealth they can kill pillage and rape with no consequences hahahhaha finally my shackles will be released.
In the carriage
Warm goat's milk filled my belly as we settled into the carriage, and despite my mind racing with plans for the future, exhaustion soon took over. I closed my eyes, letting the reality of my situation wash over me, unaware of the looming shadow of my grandfather.
Tywin lannisters POV
In his solar, Tywin Lannister Warden of the West and the Lord Paramount of the Westerlands had a scowl on his face over a letter detailing the birth of his grandson, an abomination he had long anticipated. The boy, born of a whore from the north, carried the blood of both Tyrion and the Lannisters. Tywin weighed his options: kill the child to rid the family of shame or nurture him to further the family legacy.
The boy's size was the only reason he was entertaining the thought of letting him live it was concerning that he weighed 5 pounds more then the mountain when he was birthed; he could grow into a force that no man would dare stand in his way if that whore truly had the blood of the giants running thru her veins, Tywin's thoughts turned cold as he resolved to meet this first grandchild of his while letting his mind already race with plans and contingencies.
In the shadows of power and ambition, the lives of Tyrion and Caesar would intertwine, battling against the weight of legacy and the unforgiving tide of their family name.
As the wheels of fate turned, a new chapter was set to begin—one that would echo through the annals of history, forever entwined with the Lannisters' legacy and a monster that was to go down as Ceasar Lannister the impaler
PENSAMENTOS DOS CRIADORES 
Pedro_Orta_2630
Pedro_Orta_2630 i always saw fan fics where the mc is the son of Robert or ned or a minor lord or any range really but never tyrion lannister so I felt like the potential was their and I had to bring it out hope you all enjoy
Status de energia semanal
-- Ranking de
Poder 
-- Pedra de
Poder