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Game Of Thrones: Another Dragons

Once upon a time, there was a guy named Jay, just your average college student leading a pretty ordinary life. But one weekend, he decided to watch the last episode of the Game of Thrones series. Now, Jay had mixed feelings about the ending. He wasn't thrilled with it, no matter which way you looked at it. If Daenerys survived, well, she went on a crazy killing spree due to her extreme emotional issues. That wasn't exactly a happy ending. And if she was dead for good, why did Jon have to go into exile? Jay thought Jon could've made a great king with Bran's guidance, the guy they call "the Broken." For Jay, there were just too many unnecessary deaths that messed with the emotions of fans, from the beginning to the very end. But, with a not-so-happy heart, Jay decided to call it a night. After all, he had to wake up early for class the next day. Little did he know that this would be his last night as a human. When he woke up, he had become something else entirely—a monster.

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Chapter 89

During that night, Bahamut sensed a disturbance from Kings Landing, something foreign to him. Deciding to investigate, he possessed Aegon to explore the source of the disturbance. As Bahamut, walking through the halls, the new king's guards greeted his presence, unaware that it was not Aegon they were addressing.

Searching through Aegon's memories, Bahamut discovered Aegon's plan to march to the Wall after completing the task assigned to him. To his annoyance, Rhaenys, who was pregnant, insisted on joining the journey. Bahamut felt frustrated, considering both Aegon and Rhaenys were still acting like children.

Digging further into Aegon's memories, Bahamut learned about refugees from YiTi, confirming his suspicions. Not all Yitish people were his allies. Determined to identify those who had alerted him, Bahamut proceeded with his investigation.

In the blink of an eye, Bahamut arrived at the location where Aegon had provided shelter for the refugees. The late-night silence enveloped Kings Landing as everyone rested peacefully. However, Bahamut, attuned to scents beyond human perception, detected a distinctive aroma in the air, surpassing the ordinary. With utmost stealth, he concealed his presence and ventured into the camp.

The refugees were immersed in a deep slumber within their tents, unaware of the powerful being moving among them. Yet, as Bahamut drew nearer, an unusual magical disturbance piqued his interest. Approaching one tent, more spacious than the rest, he observed a flame flickering within, engaged in communication with figures towering over seven feet. These beings, both men and women, exhibited unique features: skin of a distinct color and golden eyes reminiscent of the Children of the Forest.

As Bahamut neared the tent, the flame extinguished abruptly, alerting the peculiar inhabitants to his concealed presence. Even with his magical attempts at disguise, those golden eyes revealed an awareness beyond the ordinary.

Without hesitation, Bahamut wielded his magical prowess, rendering the men immobile and restricting their every movement. Silenced and subdued, they knelt in place, their attempts to scream futile. As Bahamut entered the tent, their expressions betrayed their fear, unable to comprehend the enigmatic entity that confronted them. To them, Bahamut seemed like a powerful malevolent spirit that had possessed young king, oblivious to the true nature of the being they sought.

Seizing one of them by the neck, Bahamut demanded answers, "What are you?" His gaze shifted to the extinguished flames, and he inquired further, "Who were you speaking to before?" Met with stoic silence, Bahamut's eyes grew cold, and his intense gaze seemed to pierce through their very souls. With a slight smile, he tightened his grip on the held man's neck, commanding, "Remain silent forever."

The captive trembled, his mouth foaming, until life left him, eyes rolling back. The remaining spies, witnessing the horrifying spectacle, were paralyzed with terror. Bahamut, reveling in the revelation of the spies' allegiance, coldly stated, "Send my regards to your Gods in the afterlife." Noiselessly, he dispatched each of them and returned to the Red Keep, slipping into bed as if the night's events were mere shadows in the dark.

The next morning, Kings Landing was thrown into chaos as news of the overnight murders spread. Aegon, unaware of Bahamut's nocturnal activities, found himself in a city on edge, tightening its security in response to the mysterious incidents. Meanwhile, Bahamut strolled casually around the Wall, accompanied by the now-grown Aithusa, resembling the size of a dog. His plan for the day involved teaching Aithusa how to take her first flight.

Simultaneously, Jon relished his time with Diaval, soaring through the skies. In an attempt to share the joy of flight, Jon invited Yigritte to join them. However, Diaval vehemently opposed the idea, leaving Jon embarrassed in front of Yigritte.

Lost in his activities, Bahamut momentarily forgot about Daenerys' return from Essos. Unbeknownst to him, his interference might have altered the course of events, possibly leading to Daenerys bonding with a different dragon instead of her future Drogon.

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