Prologue: Fuck 'Em All
I can't help but blame myself.
I've been here for three years.
At first year of my life, I was excited and thrilled to part of this universe like I'm going to have some sort of adventure that I've been always wanted, that I've always been craving for... to escape from my boring and mundane life.
The moment I was popped out of Alicent Hightower's womb *shudders* I hate those memories ugh! I started planning on how to live my life as Aegon, the second.
Well, there's nothing much to do when you're a babe so I decided to spend my waking days thinking, plotting and scheming my way to do what I desired to happen till my mind goes tired enough to fall into deep sleep. I was confident in myself like I'm going to do this and I'm going to do that, like I'm some sort of cunning mastermind of the century.
Honestly, I could be.
But I had goals, stupid goals.
Bat my eyelashes and win the heart of Otto and Alicent then convince them to make Rhaenyra the Queen.
Be the best little cutest brother for Rhaenyra enough for us to braid each other's hair as we exchange stories while we leave traces of half eaten lemon cakes whenever we sneak in the kitchen of the redkeep.
Stop the Dance of the Dragons.
Make Aemond's eyeball stay where it belongs as I teased him by calling him 'Zoolander' as a good older brother should.
Be bff's with Helaena and spoil her rotten, maybe avoid that incestous marriage and protect her.
Heal Viserys and save Westeros through the power of friendship.
Revolutionized the world, Share Knowledge and Introduced them to the new era blah blah blah ba-blah.
It seems idealistic and sounds too ambitious that'll make you asked "what are you? A a naive child?" or "what are you? a Garry Stu and Wuxia nobility in the making?"
To answer the question. Yes and yes.
Yes, I was a naive child... In a state of mind.
Yes, I do intend to become Gary Stu or that cool BAMF hero who defies all the odds and save the day *cough cough* Dragons *cough cough* Season 8.
And those two is the reason why I'm so miserable right now.
I have the powers to make it so... To make these goals a reality. I even asked for three boons that would make me an overpowered individual. I can literally do whatever I like.
My first wish is to have Minecraft v.0.14.0 as my system, an older version because I didn't specify, my fault I know but I did tell him to change it up a bit. Instead of villager and other monsters. I can spawn and literally create an unlimited any type of creatures with chosen physique, skill, knowledge, personality and character whose mentally and emotionally wired to be extremely devoted, obediently serving and blindly loyal to me to death and beyond.
And I can change the skins that I could wear into a character that I want instead of what was in the system. Not only I am a world creator, a world jumper so I can teleport there whenever I wanted. I can also summon unlimited resources with magical items to booth. I can do survival mode and creative mode too.
Not only that, Second is the ownership of The Cannibal. The dragon that lived on Dragonstone during the Dance of the Dragons. The smallfolk of Dragonstone called him the Cannibal because he would practice cannibalism, feasting on dead dragons, newborn dragons, and dragon eggs. The Cannibal was black as coal, with menacing green eyes, spouts green flame. He was the largest and oldest of the wild dragons.
I wished that the wild dragon will be affectionate to me like some sort of black wild cat I'll find in an alley way that I decided to adopt because why the hell not? That we had some sort of magical and mental link so wherever we be apart we still can talk to each other.
The last but not the least, become the physical embodiment of mind infinity stone with downloaded modern international network information organized neatly on my head. I got an ability to have complete control over the hearts and minds of others. I possessed a highly advanced intelligent mind, akin to an incredibly powerful supercomputer. My intelligence is powerful enough to enhance and spontaneously grant sentience to the artificial beings like Tony Stark to his bots and Jarvis.
My powers can also dominate the minds of others on contact, placing them under my control and loyal to my commands indefinitely. I am also able to project my consciousness in order to mentally view and communicate with beings in faraway places, powerful enough to reach the far depths of outer space.
My wishes are too overpowered, I know! You don't have to remind me! It kinda backfired! I just realized it and its too late. I wish I could turn back time to change it or tone it down...
Having the Minecraft system means I'm Immortal, even in survival mode if I die I'll be spawned again. In creative mode, I'm basically Immune to Hunger or Thirst, Drowning, Burning and any type of Injury.
And I just realized that I don't want to live forever. I don't want it *insert Jon snow meme*
Yes, I don't have to worry about death (obviously), growing old and frail, or maintaining good health. I'll get to live long enough to see what becomes of Planetos and the human race. Enough time to do anything I could possibly want to but everyone I know will die, Things will get boring, Humanity will evolve beyond me. My memories will fade, The cold vacuum of space awaits.
Having Cannibal as a familiar is pain in the arse. That Dragon is a psychopath! Hearing Cannibal's way of thinking scared me a lot and I've been hearing it since I came into existence here in Planetos. Its instincts were basically screaming eat, kill and destroy or nap.
With mind stone powers I thought I could subjugate it. That's where I was wrong. The magical and mental link I had with the dragon had made the fire breathing lizard gained an access with the power of mind stone as well, making us equals.
It grew smarter and intelligent as well. Very creative too, the dragon is good at sharing its very descriptive stories on how he killed some poor small folks, how he devoured the dragons whose smaller than him and how he plans to do it over and over again in a most vivid grotesquely ways. I swear Cannibal is doing it on purpose.
And it talks all the time.
I wanted to cry... So many sleepless nights.
It made me gained a reputation of being a strange babe as well with the way I'm connected to Cannibal telepathically and also being an adult in an infant's body; I can't help being strange. Add the fact that I have trouble sleeping and concentrating outside my mindscape.
The maesters got involved and they regarded my strangeness from having an illness but when they can't evidences of that they labeled me as mentally retarded. Bastards!!!
The new Cannibal is strange, the dragon acts as if we both own the world and its ripe for the taking, that I'm only one in its life whom he considered 'worthy' of his attention because of ability yet it regards me as 'boring' and too 'pacifist'. The dragon itself told me it wanted to retch of how emotionally weak I am and he intends to change it.
Yes, it was affectionate... but only to me.
What we have is a weird connection, a type of connection that is worrisome to a certain type of degree. It regards me as its own maker, respect me even. The dragon made it clear that it is its own being and will not obey me, it even mocked me for trying to mind control it and it laughed harder. It was my first hearing a Dragons laugh.... it was disturbing or is it just the Cannibal itself that why it is disturbing?
I feel like this connection is going to end in fire and blood.
I kind of regret wishing for the power of the mind stone. Yes, I know everything. Yes, I got all types of information. I could dig a specific information inside my unnatural super brain and just know things, no wine involved *insert tyrion meme*
I mean, No challenge at all. It makes things meaningless.
I thought being smart would make me feel happy and good about myself but the burden of knowing everything is too much to handle, not mentally because my brain got the capacity of storing information both useful and useless random trivia.
Mentally? Yes, I could handle.
Emotionally? No, I feel bad.
I can hear the thoughts of people around me. I know what lurks in their hearts and minds, it had caused me tremendous grief. Its all about greed, envy, lust, resentment, bitterness, sadness, grief...
Otto and Alicent already considers me a disappointment because of what maesters told them.
Rhaenyra hates my guts and is already plotting on choking me inside my crib.
The Maesters are behind the Dance of the Dragons and according to what I gathered for three years of plucking information inside their heads, it was inevitable for they craftily planned it since Maegor.
Aemond and Helaena is not existing yet.
Viserys is depressed, wanting to follow his Aema... It was always Aema.
To be honest, I know that it was expected of me to be ruthless consider the type of fictional universe I decided to be into. For fuck's sake its the game of thrones! *insert cersei lannister*
So now, I'll be ruthless!!!
Fuck Citadel!
Fuck Otto!
Fuck Alicent!
And Fuck Rhaenyra!
Fuck you too Daemon! But not that way...
And Viserys?
Well uh.. Whatever! He can play his Legos...
My previous idiot self thinks I could bullshit my way through Westeros with cupcakes and rainbows, almost forgetting that this place is full of backstabbing vipers with an agenda of its own or full of little poor Tommens who flew out of the window.
Where in the hell that I get an idea that I would belong here? That I thought being in here would made me finally feel that I'm part of something, something meaningful... Something worthwhile. I was wrong.
Yes, I can dominate their minds and place them under my control, make them loyal to my commands indefinitely but I don't want to do it. I entertain the idea of mass mind control but I never thought that I would abhorred it later on...
Did I tell you that Cannibal wanted to mind control me as well? Oh, well I forgot.
Yes, that's the reason. The fear of losing control of myself, it kind of ingrained and scarred my mind to the point I'm questioning who I am? And what is real? Making me feel like I don't want to do that to others.
Maybe except Cannibal.
What? He started it!
Yes, I'm the most powerful being in the world, but why do I feel so helpless?
I can't even face my fictional turned reality now.
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