8 Chapter 6

When I used my Sharingan eyes during the sword fight with Valros the Tarageryn knight my eyes glowed a draconic red color, but only for a second I saw my eyes at the edge of Valros's steel-blade, it seemed he didn't notice my eyes glowing a crimson-red color, it happened to fast for him to notice. Also, I could feel the immense power in my eyes being unleashed when activating my Sharingan I could read and predict all of Valros's sword slashes and strikes, he was truly a skill swordmans that's why it must have shocked him that a young kid like me was besting him in sword combat. Having a Sharingan would be useful in this brutal world, but it had its limit I couldn't use it all the time, it would have to be my secret weapon. I wonder which route/class I would go for? A knight? A Dragonrider? A necromancer? An assassin? Or the convenient title of King. There were so many choices as I was now a Tarageryen, currently the most powerful bloodline in this age.

I walk with Aerys who was supposedly my father across the throne room of the castle I was in, there were golden statues everywhere and some dragon statues they all looked so grand and epic, and of course, I got to see the mighty and prestigious Iron Throne, with the thousands of swords of the slain enemies embedded within the throne itself, truly an epic sight. Many Tarageryn artifacts were across the tunnels of the throne room,Valyrian daggers and swords, even Dragonglass weapons[Dragonglass was very strong and durable like Valyrian steel and it is also capable of killing white walkers, luckily I had no effect to this with the wishes I made which was white walker powers without side effects to valyrian steel or dragonglass, basically an untouchable and powerful white walker bloodline].

It was the perfect chance to test out my theory, I quickly pricked my finger into one of the Dragonglass daggers, some blood leak from my fingertips, normal human blood, I didn't feel any pain and I certainly did not feel any burning sensation, so my body was not affected by dragonglass I did the same with a nearby Valyrian dagger, no effect either, I quickly steal both the dragonglass and valyrian daggers and hide them in my pocket so I can further test them in my room alone and of course if I need to protect myself from my own crazy father. I walk with Aerys and he is chattering about his life and all the things he wants me to become such as great king and who I will marry. Candles shattered the golden halls as I walk with him, I must be in King's Landing with all these lavish golden decorations. I look at who was supposedly my father, a very pale and frail old man with a skinny body, he looked like he was going to die any second, he was so jittery and on edge like someone was going to attack him. I look at nearby window and I see that I have long white hair and silverish ice blue eyes, it seems I was indeed different from the other Taragaryen's as they had violet eyes, I was for sure stronger than most Tarageryen's, yet I haven't fully used all of my powers yet, but if I did then I will indeed by on the level of the Night King or even higher. I have some muscle and an overall toned frame for a 6-year-old, still I need more training that is for sure!

I can't fucking believe my father is the Mad King, he may be crazy and fucked up in the head and ruthless killing anyone who dares defy him, but he is was once of the most powerful Tarageryns a legend and now he is the King of the Iron Throne, which in return makes me just as powerful as a young prince I presume, a lot of responsibility is ahead of me, but being in the army shaped me up to be focused and alert and ready for anything.

"My son, Your sword and fighting skills are getting better, soon you become a knight and then you will take the throne after Rhaegar, but now together you will make a powerful force like no other with three Tarageryen men and your sisters, we tarageryens will live on forever, no one can stop us," Aerys smirks as he sips more wine, "Let me know which costum sword do you want. I can get my most esteem blacksmith to craft you a weapon of your choice perhaps with Valyrian steel! BaHaha!" Aerys looks over to me with a smug old grin.

I just nod my head, "Yes that would be nice," I continue to look around the castle for more treasures.

We soon reach the council room. Two tall knights guard the door with swords in hand.

"It is scary there, I don't want to go brother" Daenerys looks at the council room with a grim look on her pretty young face, two other huge guards stand by the door, both of them had their knight swords down these must the royal guards of my father.

"My young lord," Says the knight with a bow to me.

I accept his bow and look over to Daenerys, "Just stay by side if you are afraid I will protect you," I hold her hands.

As I walk with Daenerys she holds my hands tightly, it was a nice feeling.

"Why are you holding her hand?" I hear young jealous voice speak to me, I turn around and see a young Viserys, he had a suspicious look on his pale face. He really did look like an asshole even when he was young, it's best not that trust him, he is full of lies and worst of all he abused Daenerys who was my sister, I hold her hands tighter.

"Because I can. And you actually showed up. That's a surprise I thought you were busy with your books rather than fighting and training," I said with a sly smirk.

"What's that suppose to me!?" Viserys snarls.

"Enough Viserys!" Aerys took my side, he was rather displeased with Viserys. I guess I was the better son, but I rather not be associated with the Mad King.

The large wooden council room door slowly opens there was a large steel table in the middle of the room. The meeting table.

An adult man with short golden blonde hair and a beard opens the door with us. No way is that Tywin Lannister? With hair!? Now, this is truly a sight as he was supposed to be balding, most balding men shave their hair to not deal with the pain of losing hair. A youngish Tywin Lannister by the gods its strange.

"My lord, my princes and princess, " Twyin salutes Aerys and me. Twyin then goes to handshake Aerys.

"No need for that," Aerys snarls, it looked like something was bothering him, but he was always angry I assume. He didn't like anyone touching him, he viewed everyone as backstabbers and liers.

Even though Twyin was his only friend it seemed that their friendship was slowly fading under the wheel of the dreaded game full of death and deceit.

On Tywin's' chest was a golden badge, the crest of the hand of the king. Tywin was wearing a Lannister red and gold robe.

In the room, there is a young girl with long golden blonde hair and green eyes, no way it can't be. Is that Cersei?

Things are about to get crazy real quick...

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A/N: This chapter needs to be edited. Here is a longer chapter. The MC will use his powers later on and marvel powers will come into play[Wolverines powers are a good enough fit for GOT. But guys imagine Spiderman in Game of Thrones damn... Someone write that lol.