The atrocity that was the HoTD portion of this

[1]

"Haa, kinda glad the girls chose to stay aboard the Lucrehulk…this place is just so awful and tiny." I muttered to myself while looking at the inside of the aged trailer seeing that it was dark outside as I looked out through the window…looking at the clock I noticed that only two hours, thirty eight minutes and thirty six seconds, has gone by in the real world.

'Let's at least make this something to not be ashamed of.' I thought to myself as I transformed into Upgrade and fused with the trailer, upgrading it from its very foundations leaving the outside with it's late 70's early 80's appearance while the inside became more modern and like that of my former Sheathipede shuttle and powered by an arc reactor.

"There, now they'll never know what a poor loser I am in this world." I muttered to myself as I turned back to human and thumbed the Lucrehulk ship that was kept on a chain around my neck like a pendant, the girls flew out of said Lucrehulk ship on a hover platform that slowly enlarged in size until they returned to their normal full-bodied sizes.

"Hmm, you really are a slave…a farm slave at that. Your living hovel is even smaller than mine." Shmi whispered underneath her breath though the twins and Talon nodded in agreement with her statement, making my right eye twitch in annoyance.

"Yeah…I'm not really a slave the farm belongs to my family…though you could say I'm a bit like an indentured servant of sorts this place belongs to the farm and in exchange for a place to live I have to work on the farm for a meesley, insultive monetary payment." I told Shmi and the others, as I moved to the Replicator interface, clicking on a pint of Guinness extra stout under the drinks as I was feeling thirsty and in need of something stout to drink.

"I assumed you weren't a slave…as you told Anakin you were, it was so he would identify with and trust you…" Shmi replied to me while putting her hands on her hips, "it's alright no need to apologize…thank you for helping Anakin and I." Shmi continued to say and I nearly laughed.

"I wasn't going to apologize…" I replied while trailing off shrugging my shoulders unconcernedly.

'Why would I apologize to her…if I was to apologize to anyone it should be Anakin for manipulating him.' I thought to myself while taking a large sip of the warm stout.

All four women shot pointed stares at me while either crossing their arms over their chest or putting their hands on their hips, like the sturdy stone in the middle of a calm river I let their ire flow past me like water flowing downstream.

"Anyway…this place isn't really big enough for the four of us…so I have something for each of you." I told the group of women as I reached into my bag and pulled out eight items I painstakingly created for the group while admiring the plain simplistic black rings made of a Beskar Vibranium Adamantium alloy doting each of my fingers, each one a storage ring holding my plundered loot, resources and weapons of mass destruction.

Each one of the rings and chests were made from the same alloy as my own rings and were enchanted with the same magics as my rings and my pouch, each ring and chest were matched to the girl's aesthetic preferences the twins liking greens and forests made me customize their rings with emeralds and green paint, while Shmi likes blue so I used blue sapphires and sky blue paint, Talon I used onyx and red paint as she was still a sith girl at heart.

"These rings have 120 meters of unilateral storage, time moves extremely slowly inside of the pocket space, so any food that you store in there will last for a long time and stay warm or cold…but eventually it will expire…these are apartments just lift the lids when you want to enter and open the doors when you want to leave. Siri helped with the customization process so be sure to thank her when you ladies get a chance to, also for security your rings act as keys and only the people you are touching and have the intention of entering your apartment with can enter said apartments. That pretty much covers everything." I told the group of women and then found myself scratching my temple trying to remember if I forgot to explain anything, while hearing the appreciative gasps and awwing of the women even the twins seemed very touched over my gift to them.

"These are beautiful…did you craft them yourself?" Katata asked me a light blush coloring her face and neck as she looked between the items resting in each of her palms and me.

"Yup, took me a while and I nearly blew myself up a few times…I actually started working on these back when I started working on making my own pouch to get rid of Charmcaster's bag." I replied to Katara who held the small jewelry looking chest to her chest and shyly slid the ring onto her ring finger.

"C-can you teach me how to make such beautiful and magical pieces of art?" Katara asked shyly, a little stutter tingeing her voice.

"I'll try to, but I'm not sure if you can use the same magic that I can…but you can definitely learn how to make jewelry, you all can if it's something you want to try…it's good to have hobbies." I replied to Katara before looking at the rest of the women who nodded while wearing soft loving smiles and naughty smirks in their eyes.

'Manipulation without even trying." I thought to myself as I'd averted the earlier liegate crisis…with the tried and true method of gift giving that men have refined for centuries.

I noticed Soka, quickly sidled up beside her sister and leaned in to whisper something in her ear, which I could have heard but I'd trained my enhanced senses down to what they used to be.

Suddenly I was grabbed by both twins and the three of us were transported into Katara's apartment.

"Uhh, what's going on?" I asked a little out off as the twins looked at me with hungry eyes, not because I wasn't down for some sexy time with them but because I thought they were lesbians as they hadn't shown any interest in getting naked and sweaty with me before now.

"You gave us our betrothal gifts…it's time to consummate our engagement to you." Soka replied with a little smirk on her lips that showed off her slightly elongated incisors, while Katara cutely bit her bottom lip and nodded in agreement with her twin.

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"Foo-haa!" I sighed as I reclined in my favorite chair feeling drained and exhausted in the greatest of ways as the succubus twins, the milf mommy and Darth Lady of the Sith had put me through my paces to show how excited and happy they were over their gifts…and that I had been forgiven for my creative story telling.

'Still came out on top.' I thought to myself while feeling a sense of pride as after I'd survived the twins and left Katara's apartment, Shmi grabbed hold of me and nabbed me, then after Shmi it was Talon's turn.

"It's still a lot to process that I spent around four months in the Star Wars universe and less than three hours passed here." I muttered to myself while mentally sending a food order to the Replicator, through my implant.

Soon a hover tray brought over my order of chicken tenders and beer battered fries, with blue cheese on the side, accompanied by a large Root Beer.

'It's cool that the Replicators from Trek…can replicate the taste profiles perfectly but without the negative ingredients.' I thought to myself that my root beer has the same nutritional value as a kale shake, but with the taste and texture of a normal sodapop-drink.

Turning on the TV and opening the HBO MAX app, I was greeted by the house of dragons season 2 trailer.

'Its too bad they replaced the younger Rhaenyra Targaryen actress with that woman…she's kinda…not quite ugly but nowhere near as attractive as the other one…though they nailed it with Alicent Targaryen Nee Hightower.' I thought to myself as I clicked on the show and started the young series over again.

"I kinda want a dragon…put it under a spell/enchantment that lets it stay in chibi form and ride on my shoulder, and then turn large enough for me to ride on its back…" I muttered to myself as a somewhat absent smile formed on my lips and I reached out and activated my ability…only to find that the green dot was unresponsive and was duly blinking.

"Hmm, don't tell me it was a one time use kinda thing." I muttered to myself dejectedly while figuring that world travel and item nabbing were now lost to me.

'Figures…' I thought to myself as this type of thing seemed par for the course for me as everything good in my life seems to end not long after it happens.

But then the screen of the TV went black and it was overtaken by a green translucent screen and I watched something similar to a divergent timeline forming in Loki as a line spit off the main one and it showed my interaction with Padmé at Watto's junk shop.

[Divergent timeline created:...new timeline…current time 32BBY. Cool down time to return to Star Wars Universe 89 days 14 hours 32 minutes.] was displayed on the screen which made me furrow my eyebrows as this wasn't something that happened in my fanfiction when the character version of myself got these similar powers.

'A cool down time is probably so I don't have a mental breakdown over the time differential between my universe and a tv/movie verse…' I thought to myself as I rubbed my thumb against my chin and tried clicking the minimize button that was displayed on the window showing me the two separate timelines and how the major events differed.

"What the actual fuck!?!" I expressed in a whispering breathless voice, as my world spun my vision grew with multicolored static while a cold sweat broke out across my body before everything went black…the image of a pregnant Padmé giving birth to twins and telling them stories about me with the copy of Siri left behind in Star Wars universe to help run things for me and build an empire for my return…an empire called the Imperium.

"Darling, darling wake up!" I heard Talon's gentle yet concerned voice chiming in my ears along with her firm but gentle touch.

"It wassshhh, jushht a bad dream." I heard myself blearily say to Talon as I fluttered my eyes open being blinded by the blinding lights.

"Wh-what was just a bad dream Darling?" I heard a bit of an unsure stutter in Talon's voice while feeling my cheek being pressed against the supple warm flesh of Talon's abdomen, that deceptively hid her steel like corded muscles.

"Padmé babies…twins…my babies…all grown up…wasn't there…for them…her." I replied while trailing off feeling nauseous as hell having to stop after every few words to catch my breath and swallow down the extra saliva in my mouth the begets vomiting, the gentle caress of Talon's fingers ruffling my hair, the only thing preventing me from throwing up.

"I don't think…it was a dream, and besides…it shows that Leia and Leann are only ten when the clone wars break out…if I'm seeing this correctly…in fact I'm quite surprised I can even see your ability as I wasn't able to before, maybe it's because I'm not of this universe." Talon replied to me making my world spin once again.

"I have to go back." I replied feeling resolute but I felt Talon slightly grip my hair possessively.

"You cannot until the cool down time is complete…at least that is my assumption." Talon replied back to me calmly and I found myself turning my neck a little bit to nuzzle against her abdomen, her rich slightly heady and smokey scent comforting to me.

"Ten years Talon I'll miss ten years of their lives, it was bad enough playing tenth fiddle in my parents lives, I can't imagine the effects being absent for ten years will have on them." I replied to Talon feeling a wash of emotions that I couldn't quite quantify.

"Padmé will understand…it will take time for the children to accept you and move on, but with some time I'm sure you'll grow to have a strong connection with them." Talon reassured me though I only nodded my head in agreement as I felt like she was dead wrong especially about making a good relationship with my kids as I could only imagine how vindictive they would be using myself as a base.

"Hmm, it looks as though your ability to travel to other universes…is functioning fine…would you like to go to this universe on your own or may I and the other accompany you?" Talon asked me as I found myself reluctantly pulled away from her comforting presence to look at the TV screen.

'Is it bad I kinda just want to get away and stew in self pity?' I thought to myself while shooting myself a mental affirmative nod to my question.

"Hmm…I kinda want to go in alone and then bring you guys over later when I have a secure base of operations on the ground." I replied to Talon gently but seriously which made the Twi'lek kneel down to look me in the eyes.

"Very well Darling…but don't take too long to get over your feelings of uncertainty towards Padmé and your children or else I'll use the force to rip open a portal and come beat some sense into you." Talon threatened while her eyes started to glow a menacing sith color with arc of what seemed like crimson lightning.

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Stepping through the TV, closing the portal behind me.

"You're a fucking coward!" I expressed venomously at my own reaction to running away from my problems.

'Yes…Yes I am.' I mentally replied to myself as I jumped up on top of a building and watched Daemon Targaryens rousting of King's Landing with his golden cloaked army.

Feeling myself cringe and tighten my thighs as I saw a guy have his junk cut off.

[2]

"Welp, enough standing around here watching, I best find a way to insert myself into the plot." I whisper softly while looking up at the night sky to see it dotted with thousands of stars. 

'Wow, can't really see sights like this back home anymore.' I think to myself while getting lost in stargazing, only to be pulled out of it by a sharp lour gruff of a man, who was looking up at me from his place on the cobbled streets. 

"YOU THERE COME DOWN FROM THAT ROOF!!!" 

"Sure thing." I reply to the gold cloak and step off the roof and drop slowly to the ground landing next to the man who reeked of BO, blood and piss.

Not even giving the man time to speak I throw a punch into his face, the feeling of his nose breaking filling me with a sense of happiness since he cut into my stargazing time, my fist impacting his face makes his head snap back and then he falls over backwards onto the ground making a large metallic crashing sound.

'Maybe I overdid it.' I think to myself as I cast an invisibility charm on myself and walk away from the market towards the hidden pier where Jamie and Brom train. 

In preparation of going to a world like Pirates of The Caribbean, Siri prepaired a frigit for me that looks much like the ship from treasure planet, a ship that could be sailed over the water or flown in space without too obvious drive systems. 

Pulling said ship out of my storage ring and depositing it in the bay admiring Siri's ingenuity and the Ironman drones that used holographic technology to look and feel like normal people. 

"Siri, you really worked hard on this birthday present…thank you." I whisper softly while trailing off, knowing that Siri was upset with me right now and unwilling to reply unless it concerns my safety. 

'Haa, who knew I'd miss having a woman in my head at all times.' I think to myself as I jump from the shore onto my ship receiving salutes from the drone sailors. 

"Take us into port and prepare the ware for transport." I command my drones as the shipmaster goes below deck to the many Replicator's and starts producing wares that would probably be themselves buy me a title of nobility. 

"Aye Captain!" All the drones shout in reply while starting to sing an Assassin's Creed Black Flag chanty. 

'Hmm, my goals are establish myself as a noble through money over the course of the next week or so…the show was kinda ambiguous about the time between the rousting of King's Landing by Daemon Targaryen and his army of Golden Cloaks and the tourney, that marked the death of the Queen and the heir for a day. Save the Queen and the prince winning the favor of the King, the Queen and the Princess…saving the poor hotty Aliscent Hightower from becoming the broodmare of a worthless pacifistic cunt of an invalid king, and demand her and Rhaenyra's hand in marriage. Establish my base of power of Dragonstone tame Cannibal use my droid armies to conquer Essos…strip mine the continent of Essos…just to make a magnificent horde to show off to people…I really don't know what to do here I just want Rhaenerys and Aliscent.' I think to myself while thinking with my cock. 

"This plan is going to fail so hard." I mutter to myself while feeling my chest tighten at the thought of Padmé and all the danger she got herself into on the original universe. 

As soon as my ship came into the port near the Red Keep over a dozen naval vessels started moving towards us. 

Paying a toll and telling the admiral that was on the lead war ship that I was a merchant noble from a land beyond Essos and was coming to meet the great King of the Iron Throne, to create bonds between two nations. 

I soon found myself being escorted to a private port for VIP's while a raven was dispatched to the Keep to tell them of my presence. 

*** *** ***

It was a little surprising being greeted by a golden scaled dragon a gorgeous white haired, violet eyed girl with a curious light shining in her eyes accompanied by a contingent of armored soldiers, the Hand of the King and a King's Guard. 

"So beautiful." I express in admiration as I jump from the ship and land on the stone pier leaping over a hundred feet and walking towards the dragon and the princess a bit absentmindedly. 

When the golden scaled dragon started to rear back I reached out to her with my magic making her stop do a double take the lean down and extend her head towards me. 

"Who's a pretty girl?" I ask the dragon cooing as I start scratching underneath it's chin causing the dragon to release happy clicking sounds, and pick my face like a pleased puppy.

"You are, yes you are, haha…such a beautiful dragon." I coo and laugh loudly before softly whispering that Sunfyre is beautiful. 

I cock my head to the side at a near hysterical giggle and see Rhaenyra, quickly slapping a hand over her mouth while looking at me like I was the most intriguing and terrifying thing she'd ever seen.

"You're human is rather beautiful too, my scally friend…I assume you are Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen…the tales of your beauty that has even reached the distant shores of my home don't do you justice princess…sorry if I am too informal…my country is pretty straight forward and we don't observe…practices considered archaic at best…my name is Shane Mason Clark…lord of the farm lands of Machu Peachu." I joke to the dragon who continue to make happy noises at my ministrations, before greeting the princess. 

'Damn…if all these people weren't here I might kidnap this white haired, violet eyed Millie Alcock look-alike and her dragon…hmm I still could these weak ass cunts are too terrified to approach me at seeing how I turn a dragon into a puppy.' I think to myself while having to fight against the urge to laugh at the very amusing display of the princess trying to rein herself in and look dignified. 

[3]

"Hem-hem, my Father the king is waiting." Rhaenyra gently clears her throat a slight dusting of pink bleeding throughout the small amount of cleavage her dress reveals up her neck to her cheeks.

"Right, best not keep the king waiting." I reply to her while ending my petting session, which makes Sunfyre make a derisive series of clicks and a little growl as she bumps her snout against my chest and tries to chase my hand.

"I'll pet you some more later…by the way she…yes Sunfyre identifies as a female…says she doesn't like the smell of the meat the meat sacks with sticks try to feed her that's why she's been raising goat farms." I lie to Rhaenyra who looks at me in shock and then looks to Sunfyre then back to me.

"Y-you can speak to dragons…" Rhaenyra whispers as Sunfyre licks her face and nods.

Making me raise an eyebrow at just how intelligent Sunfyre is.

'So…Targaryen dragons are intelligent and they know something is wrong with their food…but since they stay mostly caged up and unable to roam freely for food they eat what's offered to them…interesting.' I think to myself as I noticed Otto Hightower's facial expressions change rapidly, for a man in his position her sure has a shitty poker face.

*** 

Entering the Throne room my escorte is Rhaenyra who seems to have a permanent skip in her step as she spends most of her time admiring me. 

The king sat on the Iron Throne with his hands resting on the guard of an all black sword that I could feel magical energy radiating from.

'Wow…he's even more pathetic in real life than in the show…' I think to myself as I notice the King's Guard all rest their palms against the hilts of their varied swords.

"King Viserys, it is pleasant to be in your company…I am a noble from lands beyond Essos and wish to establish a trade relationship with the Targaryen dynasty of the seven kingdoms…as well as participate in the tourney for the soon to be birthed prince." I greet the king while giving him a partial bow.

"I see, Rheanyra…please come here for a moment." Viserys commands his daughter in a way that shows his weakness as a man and king.

'Wow…this guy is making me a fan of Otto…' I think to myself as the man himself escorts my "crew" and our finest clothing materials, booze and simple candies.

"Tell me…how did you charm both my daughter and her dragon Syrax?" Viserys asks, his tone guarded and curious.

"Simple…the blood of dragons and old magic flows thick in my veins." I reply with a smirk as I summon a ring of fire around myself while surrounding myself in lightning and using telekinesis to lift myself from the floor and levitate in the air.

I can hear gulps and expressions of awe and fear from everyone in the hall, and even those hidden in the secret chambers.

Rheanyra stares at me like I'm a god, fear and hunger shine in Otto Hightower's eyes while he starts to cook up a scheme to add my power to his house, while Viserys looks at me like he's seeing a ghost.

"I've read the personal records…left behind by Aegon and his wives…but I never thought I'd witness magic…of old Valaryia." Viserys voice is breathless as he speaks while glancing at Rhaenyra and then back to me.

"Daughter, escort our guest to the empty chambers near yours and give him a tour of the Red Keep." Viserys commands while giving a nod to the graying Kings guard to follow us.

"Yes Father." Rheanyra just about squeals in delight as she runningly skips over to me and loops her arm into mine as soon as I dispel the fire and lighting before my feet even touch the ground and pulls me out of the court hall.

"Please enjoy my gifts King Viserys, and I thank you for hosting me in your home." I give the man a respectful nod 'While I enjoy your daughter.' I think to myself while doing my best to keep a smile off my face, as Rheanyra starts to show me around the castle.

'Honestly this whole place reeks of shit, why would anyone want the Iron Throne?' I think to myself while trying to ignore the pungent smell that clings to everything.

'Note to self…modernization at least enough to have running water and toilets is a must…actual soap for washing the body too…Rheanyra doesn't smell too bad but under the smell of roses I can definitely smell bo.' I think to myself while wondering why I didn't smell so much by the ocean and could only attribute it to the strong sea breezes keeping away the smell.

"Would you like to see the Dragon Pits?" Rheanyra asks me in an eager excitable way.

"I'd love to…what was the name of that lovely golden scaled dragon…?I was a little too busy pampering her to ask her name." I ask Rheanyra, getting an amused giggle in return.

"Syrax is her name and she seems quite taken with you…it almost makes me jealous." Rheanyra replied through a fit of giggles, while turning to look at me and fluttering her eyebrows.

'Damn…is it just me or is this girl a bit of a slut?' I wonder to myself as she seems a bit too eager.

'Ehh, even if she is, it's directed at me not someone else so there isn't much to complain about.' I think to myself while looking over my shoulder noticing the uncomfortable look on the King guard's face at the mention of the dragon pit.

"Princess, I think it would be best to continue the tour of the actual castle." The King's Guard says, making Rhaenyra roll her eyes.

"Ser Harold, the castle will still be here when we get back." Rhaenyra snarks and the man releases a broken and defeated sigh.

I couldn't help but snicker and shoot the man, an understanding look.

"Rhaenyra…as much as I'd like to go see the dragons and maybe go for a ride with you…I believe Ser Knight may be correct, I wouldn't want to get you in trouble with your father the king." I say to Rhaenyra.

"Please, Uncle Otto and Father are scheming up either a marriage between us or between you and Alicent…he won't mind if we go to the Dragon Pit…and strengthen our bonds a bit." Rhaenyra replies to me while arching an eyebrow at me.

"Are you fine with that…marrying me or…me marrying this Alicent girl that I can tell you are rather close with?" I ask Rhaenyra, not because I really care but because it'd be good to make her think that I do.

"Mmm, Father said I could choose but eventually…his council will push him to marry me off to someone…and I'd rather be with someone who loves dragons as much as I do." Rhaenyra whispers softly enough that only I can hear her.

…It was a short carriage ride to the Dragon Pit, which is a cutout in the base of the cliffside overlooking the ocean.

Roars of dragons could be heard all over the city.

'If I thought the main part of the city smelled bad…this..this is ten times worse…poor creatures.' I think to myself as Rhaenyra and I are escorted through the dragon pits by the dragon herders who kept the dragons in down right abusive conditions.

"I don't like the condition of the pit either…but the smallfolk and even father fear the dragons so they are kept here for our and our subjects' safety." Rhaenyra informs me as she rests a hand against my arm in a show of comfort.

"It's understandable…but cruel…these actions are slowly poisoning them, stunting their growth…and even though it's understandable I find it detestable at best, cruel and sadistic at worst." I reply to Rhaenyra as we come to Syrax's pen and the poor girl is scrunched up barely fitting into her pen.

A soft clicking sounds in her throat as she bumps her snout against my chest.

"Mmm, it's nice to see you again as well Syrax…would you be willing to take me on a flight with you and Rhaenyra?" I ask the beautiful golden scaled dragon, who nods yes in return.

"Eee." Rhaenyra makes a sound of pure jubilation at seeing the human-like communication from her dragon.

…

"My saddle is only big enough for one." Rhaenyra whispers as a heavy blush bleeds into her cheeks as she puts on a warm black cumbersome and black leather gloves.

Leaning in close to whisper in her ear.

"Then I guess you'll just have to rest yourself against me…princess." Once I finish flirting I brush my lips along the edge of her ear making her shiver.

Admiring the professionally-toled leather of what appears to be a very stretched and padded horse saddle that was made more for laying down than sitting.

Syrax lowers herself onto the ground for Rhaenyra and I to climb on the princess a rosy shade of pink as she rests the curve of her ass against my lap and I practically mouth her by laying partially against her back.

Resting my hands against Rhaenyra's hips, nearly laughing at the way the princess starts to grind herself against my hardening cock.

As Syrax dives off the cliff face rocketing towards the ocean making me feel a sense of excitement that wasn't even comparable to flying a ship in the Star Wars universe.

Establishing a mental like with Syrax.

"Syrax I wish to claim a dragon partner of my own, can you take us to the strongest most fearsome dragon alive?" I ask the dragon who conveys to me feelings of fear and worry and I send back to her comfort and sureness, making her change course, as we start to fly out over the ocean.

"Syrax turn back at this rate, we'll reach Dragonstone in a few hours." Rhaenyra commands as she tanks on Syrax's reins.

"Easy Rhaenyra, Syrax says I need my own dragon so she's taking me to one who needs a rider." I lean in and speak into Rhaenyra's ear using telekinesis to protect us from insects and heavy winds as I slide my right hand down from Rhaenyra's waist and up her dress to her core, slowly I start to rub along her tight pussy lips.

"Wha-wha, nnngh…we shouldn't." Rhaenyra whispers in pleasure.

"We are dragons, we take what we want, fuck what we want…we are beholden to no one but ourselves." I growl in Rhaenyra's ear and slips my middle finger into her soft but crushing channel feeling all the ridges and bumps of her walls in the first inch or so locating a cluster of nerves.

'Sorrry Daemon but I'm taking your thunder from you now, I want to secure both Rhaenyra and Alicent as mine.' I think to myself as Rhaenyra really starts to get into being fingered while riding on Dragon back.

[4]

"Ahhh-nngh." Rhaenyra makes an almost pained sound as she cums into my hand, her whole body trembling as her tunnel tightens against my finger.

"Good little dragon." I tease Rhaenyra as I start to pull my finger from her only for her thighs to further clamp down on my hand.

"You want more?" I ask Rhaenyra teasingly, only receiving a whimper in return, as I use my superior strength to remove my hand from her gripping soft thighs, feeling thick sticky, warm girl cum on my fingers.

"M-more please…" Rhaenyra whimpers pathetically as she grinds the soft curve of her ass against me.

"Ohh, little princess, I'm going to give you more than you can handle." I say to her as I slide my hands along her legs, grab the hem of the dress's skirt and lift it upwards flipping it over had back exposing her perfectly sculpted ass and gruel oozing puffy pussy.

Her milk-like skin shining in the daylight as I sit up in the saddle slightly using tk to free my cock from my pants pressing the tip of my cock to her tight little lips.

Enjoying the sharp intake of breath Rhaenyra makes as a little needy whimper leaves her throat.

Syrax lets out a purr-like sound that reverberates through mine and Rhaenyra's body that makes her let out a little cry as she explodes soaking me, herself and her saddle in squirt as I pull her back and force my cock all the way inside her in one go.

"AHHHHHH ! ! !" Rhaenyra screams as her insides try to wrench the life out of my cock every ridge and bump of her soft silken walls highlighting my pleasure and making it hard not to paint her insides with my cum.

…

"Haha." I couldn't stop the chuckle that escapes my lips even if I wanted to, at seeing a real ahegao face, as the passed out Rhaenyra held Syrax's reins in a white knuckle grip.

Syrax clicks at me and licks my chest before nuzzling the side of her head against the passed out Rhaenyra.

"Yes, I mated your rider." I reply to the dragon who conveys a swirl of feelings and intentions to me.

While sending an image of the cave where Cannibal nests, she also gently brought my arm into her mouth while conveying feelings of fear and worry for my safety.

"I'll be fine Syrax…I'm not sure if you understand everything I say but I'm pretty much immortal." I try to further reassure the kind dragon, and pull my arm back noticing my Omnitrix glowing with yellow light.

[New genetic samples registered…new transformation available…] the Omnitrix says in a voice spookily sounding like my own.

'Huh…I honestly didn't think the dragons in this universe were intelligent enough…to be transformed into…' I think to myself as I look at both a humanoid transformation and a dragon transformation.

'Wait…are Targaryens…different enough to warrant a space in the Omnitrix?' I wonder to myself and try to ask the Omnitrix.

[Detecting heavy damage to current registered sample of female humanoid's DNA…using sequences from repetian-like species to repair damages.]

A wave of green light shoots out of the Omnitrix's dial and envelopes Rhaenyra in a cocoon of energy, leaving bright spots in my eyes.

The cocoon fades and I see a Rhaenyra who looks more like an elf with slightly pointed ears, moving I inspect her finding her hips are a little wider her ass a little bigger and firmer her breasts are also larger, and when I lift her right eyelid slightly I see that her pupils are now slits…like a dragons…her nails come to points and are hard and sharp, lifting her lips slightly I find that she has a few sharper more pointed teeth…like fangs you'd find in a vampire.

[Repair complete…species restored to prime version, replacing previous sample with current sample…transformation now available.]

"Damn…Rhaenyra just got a thousand times sexier…kinda makes me want to transform into her species and perform a life-form lock." I mutter to myself as I shake off the urge to mount her once more and cast a contraceptive charm on her.

…

Starting towards Cannibal's nest, feeling the mana in the surroundings grow thicker with every step up the treacherous rocky path.

'Hmm…I'm thinking that that theory about Cannibal being a different species of dragon is correct…this energy feels similar but different to the Targaryen dragons.' I humm internally as I reach the entrance of the nest, the rock marred with large gouges in a triangular shape, in the dark gray almost black rock.

"Did Cannibal carve its own nest out of this volcanic rock?" I wonder out loud as I run my hands over the claw marks, smaller thinner lines and grooves closer to the ground showing a small dragon making them and then growing larger and higher almost like how some people mark their kids height on a wall.

'If these were made by Cannibal he or she is pretty frickin old…' I think to myself as I feel a heavy weight settle over my shoulders as I enter the mouth of the gaping cavern.

Walking feeling a hot rush of air hit my face while seeing a light flicker of green flames further into the…fissure…casham…cave?

My heart is pounding in my chest not out of fear but pure excitement…

'I've always loved dragons, heck I saved up and bought a dragon and magic guide book as a kid no older than five…now I have magic…and soon I'll have my dragon.' I think to myself as I continue further into the nest, my eyes quickly adjusting to the darkness, allowing me to see the roof of the cave and the silhouette of Cannibal whose spine rested maybe ten feet below the maybe 130 ft ceiling.

The scraping of something sharp against stone rings in my ears and an eyelid opens revealing a neon green slitted eye the size of an exercise ball, that shrunk and zoomed in on me a large gout of green flames filled the cave making the temperature soar to broiling conditions.

But it also allows me to see The Cannibal in all its glory, but I could also see that Cannibal was injured from the broken horn, the scars covering its body and missing patches of scales…in the shape of bite marks.

"You poor beautiful beastie." I whisper as I bring my hand up to rest to the side of Cannibal's eyes, the dragon releases a tired snort before closing its eye…making a wave of surprise run through me.

'With a name like Cannibal…it gives you the impression of something savage that would rip you to shreds…' I think to myself but then a thought occurs to me.

'Why would Cannibal bother wasting it's energy on something smaller than it's shits…?' I think to myself as I start to push healing energy into the dragon making it's eyes snap open and stare at me in shock as it's body trembles…new obsidian colored scales growing all across it's body making the old dull scales fall to the floor making a metallic ringing as they do so, Cannibal's broken horn regrows from it half stub, Cannibal is forced to open it's mouth as broken and or rotted teeth are forced from it's gums as new ones take their places.

Soon Cannibal looks like an entirely new dragon as it starts to grow in size to the point it's back brushes against the ceiling…I notice that Cannibal is a four legged dragon unlike the two legged and winged Targaryen dragons.

My Omnitrix notifies me that a new genetic sample has been cataloged and ready for me to transform into confirming that Cannibal is a different species altogether compared to the Targaryen dragons.

"Will you be my dragon companion?" I ask Cannibal and it snorts at me before growling and angry tone, as green flames dance in its maw.

"I have to make you submit to me." I understood what Cannibal was conveying to me through our temporary connection.

"Good thing I can turn into a dragon." I mutter as I use the Omnitrix to transform into the new dragon sample, instantly regretting my decision as it felt like I was crushing myself against the stonewall of the cave, though the stone quickly cracked and gave way with both Cannibal and I pressing against it.

Cannibal took the opportunity to clamp down on my long serpentine throat and I lash out with my claws while twisting pinning Cannibal underneath me as the cave collapses around us.

Our fight became a flurry of claws, fangs and black and green fire…during our fight my new draconic instinct informed me that Cannibal is a female dragon.

Cannibal and I end up on a beach Cannibal pinned to the sand underneath me as I raise my head into the air and release a roar and a gout of flame that causes the ocean to tremble and steam, as I transform back to human.

Landing on top of Cannibal's back who sent a spike of magical energy into me forming a powerful bond between us before I was consumed by green dragon fire that was so chock full of magical energy I could only see white.

{Host DNA is going through a rapid evolution, storing new genetic template, updating main template, storing previous template as back up.}

A wave of images flood through my mind showing a young Cannibal and her mother who was in the form of a human…a Dragon-kin, where Valyrians, Children of the Forest and other creatures treated her like a god giving tributes and so on, but later there was a betrayal and her kin were enslaved by the Valaryians with the aid of the Children of the forests.

Enslaving dragon kind killing their goddess, new weaker species of dragons being birthed as a result of blood magic performed by the Valaryians and Children of the Forest leaving Cannibal alone and hated by her weaker kin, starved for magic she feeds off the weaker kin to sustain herself.

By the time the flood of images ends I find myself in tears laying against the smooth soft, warm scales as Cannibals head protectively hovers over my body.

Seeing my reflection in Cannibal's massive green eye, I can see that I myself now have an unnatural grace and beauty to my looks my hair is the same color as before but my eyes now look like mini copies of Cannibal's, my K-9s now look like vampire fangs and my nails look like Inuyasha claws.

'Damn…I got the elf-dragon makeover too…' I think to myself as I feel energy surging between myself and Cannibal healing the wounds caused by our fight for submission and dominance.

"Don't worry girl you're not a slave…you're a companion." I reassure Cannibal as I use my sharp nails to scratch her chin finding sparks flying like steel striking flint.

Cannibal conveys feelings of happiness and contentment to me through our bond.

"How?" I hear a gasp from the flattened and torn up ground as an unsteady on her feet Rhaenyra and a petrified Syrax walk towards us.

"I told you Rhaenyra our blood is that of dragons, and I have old magic flowing through mine and our union strengthened your diluted blood…hence your changes." I told her as I continue to pet Cannibal who is making happy chirping growls as her tail wags around like a happy Labrador puppy.

"I...I" Rhaenyra struggles to form words, making me roll my eyes.

"We should return to Kings Landing, your father is probably beside himself and worry...and I'd like to advertise our union and my becoming rider of my dear Cannibal here." I say to Rhaenyra who gives up on trying to speak and only nods while looking to me with a lost expression in her eyes, I can tell that she's hoping for me to comfort her and make her understand what was happening.

I feel Cannibal eyeing Syrax like she's a snack making me bat her snout lightly.

"No eating that Dragon, she's a dear friend." I chastise Cannibal whose head slumps like a puppy who just got yelled at for peeing on the floor.

"Well find you some snacks later girl." I reassure Cannibal who licks me with her tongue that's bigger than my entire body.

'Okay... that's kinda gross.' I think to myself as I feel like I just got a bath in slobber.

[5]

Reaching into my pouch on my outer thigh, pulling out a large nanite cluster that is the size of an ostrich egg, the nanites themselves being composed of Vibranium and Beskar.

'Siri…I know you're upset with me but can you control these nanites to form armor, a saddle and a runic collar around Cannibal, use the shrinking and enlarging runes along with strength boosting…please.' I ask Siri while making my internal voice as smooth and soft as I possibly can.

'Humph.' I hear Siri huff even as she does as I request soon Cannibal is encased in a gleaming silver armor that covers her body and has repulsor cannons and mini missiles, while a black collar rests at the base of her neck with a runic scheme and a comfy looking saddle with a throne built into it forms on her back for me to ride in.

'Thank you Siri…I hope you know I love and appreciate you.' I say to her trying to butter her up.

'I love you too.' Siri replies to me in a very soft and meek voice before going silent.

'Siri…I was hoping to conquer the Step Stones and create a small…Kingdom…can you see to that for me…please?' I ask Siri with a sweet voice.

'Dispatching drones now with a Replicator to build reinforcements and needed structures…I estimate that by the end of the week you will have a fortified base of operation on the Island named the Bloodstone.' Siri informs me and I can tell she's happy to be given a mission.

'Don't be afraid to drop a nanites bomb on the islands and convert them over to nanites clusters I can control.' I reply to who I can tell mentally nods to my suggestion.

'Yes Sir…I will proceed with that option…' Siri replies to me, I noticed Rhaenyra is just looking at me with her jaw hitting the ground while Syrax looks jealously at Cannibal's size and glistening armor.

Shooting Rhaenyra a smirk as I throw a nanites egg at Syrax and watch as Siri takes over, and wraps Syrax up in a golden armor.

"Now, you look like a true dragon warrior, Princess." I shout to Rhaenyra as small cluster of nanites splits off from Syrax's armor and forms a figure hugging golden armor on her that matches Syrax's armor, smirking as I teleport my butt into my throne-like saddle, and send a mental command to Cannibal to take flight, while I hear Syrax's happy preening noises.

…

Flying back to King Landing with Rhaenyra flying to my right, her long silver hair, up in a ponytail threaded through the back of her helm, looking like a vision of a Valkyrie of only they flew on dragon back instead of pegassi.

As soon as King's Landing came into sight, massive horns were blown in warning, I could see soldiers massing around the Red Keeps walls as scorpions were loaded with bolts.

"Ants…that's what they look like…" I mutter to myself as Cannibal lets out a roar that disturbs the sea and makes Rhaenyra reflexively flinch, nearly sending her and Syrax into the ocean.

Activating my comm device.

"Rheanyra fly, on ahead and make them aware that Cannibal is friendly." I command the Targaryen princess enjoying the little jolted scream that came over the comms.

"Ye-yes…wi-will you tell me how you are able to perform such feats of magic?" Rhaenyra asks me in a meek and amazed tone.

"I'm a powerful wizard…" I reply back to her while deactivating my comms device and suggesting to Cannibal to slow down.

Rhaenyra landed in the gardens of the Keep and was greeted by her father who quickly commanded a King's Guardsmen, who then relaid the orders slowly but surely the activity on the walls reversed leaving just the bare needed to man them.

Rhaenyra waves to me to land in the gardens which I do, jumping off of Cannibal's back landing a hero landing, standing up to greet Rhaenyra, the King and a slightly large ensemble of nobles and the entire King's Guard.

"He's bigger than…Balarieon was…" Viserys whispers in awe.

"She, King Viserys…Cannibal is a female dragon." I inform him while Cannibal snorts, and huffs a small gout of flames before curling up in the gardens to take a nap.

"Cannibal, how would you feel about shrinking down so you can ride on my shoulder?" I ask the dragon who pops open an eye to stare at me intensely before giving the mental equivalent of a nod, as I use my implant at activate the shrinking rune scheme, turning the gargantuan dragon into the size of the dragon Harry pulls out of the bag in the goblet of fire.

Cannibal flies up to me and curls herself around my neck growing to a medium sized iguana.

"No doubt remains within my heart towards your claim of being one of dragon blood…could you explain to me the changes in both yourself and my daughter?" Viserys simpers while looking at me like he wants to drop to his knees and worship my cock.

"Ehh, Cannibal here…decided to purify us of our weakness through her dragon fire…restoring us to the state our most powerful ancestors had." I lie to Viserys easily while Rhaenyra glares at me but doesn't expose my lie.

"Amazing, I always knew there was more to our bond with dragons than what Aegon and his wives left to us…this may be a bit abrupt…but will you marry Rhaenyra and the young lady Alicent…you have only been here for a few hours but in that time you have captured my daughter's heart and tamed the untamable menace that is the Cannibal…you are far too valuable and powerful to not have anything tieing you to my Kingdom and family." Viserys expresses before offering me his daughter and Otto's daughter on a golden platter, while signaling for Alicent to step forward.

"I would be honored to become a member of your family…King Visery-I mean father." I reply to Viserys before stepping forward, taking Alicent's hand in my own, lifting it to my lips and brushing a kiss against her knuckles. " And I would be deeply honored to accept not only Rhaenyra's hand in marriage but, you as well lady Alicent."

"Th-Thank you my lord it is my pleasure to enter a formal courtship with you." Alicent replies to me with only a slight stutter and trembling in her voice.

[6]

I notice Alicent picking at her own fingernails until they start to bleed.

"Stop that." I command Alicent as I gently hold her hands and mine light up with a gentle green glow healing the self mutilation.

"There are better ways to handle anxiety than self mutilation, my dear Alicent…come you Rhaenyra and I have much to discuss and bonds to form and strengthen." I speak softly to Alicent who both develops a healthy flush and a look of slight fear at my display of magic, as I release one of her hands and offer the other to Rhaenyra, who shyly smiles at me as she walks over preening at the looks of lust that her uncle and others are giving her.

Escorting the two away ignoring the simpering fools, trying to curry my favor…though most I could tell would rather see me burned at the stake for being a heretic, only the king, the Velaryons especially Rhaenys Velaryon Nee Targaryen who looks like the 2007 Megan Fox who got the Targaryen make over package, seem to truly be honest in their pleasure of my presence.

"We have to go see mother, I know she'll love you…and…I'm worried about her…this pregnancy is hard on her, she tries to hide it but…but I can tell it's killing her." Rhaenyra whispers softly to me, pain clearly carried in her voice and I can see tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes.

"Be easy my…dragoness…your mother will be perfectly safe and so will your unborn sibling I will see to it." I comfort Rhaenyra while putting a mental image of Daemon Targaryen in my mind…who by the way doesn't have the weirdly proportioned face of the actor who plays him, as I cast a permanent impotence curse on him, and a pain inflicting curse with the stipulation of anything that is mine that he lusts after or tries to take.

Smirking as I hear a cry of pain and a few people shouting Daemon.

"Th-thank you…my dr-dragon." Rhaenyra replies back to me shyly while pecking my cheek with a kiss.

"Y-you two have done it already!" Alicent starts with a stutter but gains her voice quickly.

"We have…and once we're done visiting the Queen and alone in my chambers, I'm going to rip that sexy green dress off of you and pump your womb full of my seed." I tilt my head so my lips graze Alicent's ear as I whisper to her, a strong sharp musky sweet scent starts wafting off of Alicent centered between her thighs.

"B-but we are unwed…" Alicent whispers back to me with a false sense of unease lacing her voice, making me smirk as I cast an invisibility spell on the three of us in conjunction with a silencing spell, and push Alicent up against the wall of a little alcove.

"I care not for the traditions of this backwards shit reeking country…even if we weren't officially courting I would have had Rhaenyra summon you to her chambers tonight, where I would have ripped your dress off of your sexy fucking body…gotten you nice and wet…" I growl into Alicent's ear as I use tk to lift up the skirt of her dress as I run my hand up her soft inner thigh, that is already damp with her arousal, slipping a finger underneath her small clothes.

"Little slut, you're drenched…" I tease Alicent as I slowly start to finger her tight wet sex.

"P-p-please, my lord, someone wa-will see." Alicent stutters even as she starts trying to grind my finger inside her as she clamps her soft thighs down around my hand.

"Alicent nobody but Rhaenyra…can see or hear us…unless I allow them to…you are mine now, no matter what happens you will never lay with or fantasize for another lover male, female or beast…do you understand?" I reassure Alicent before growling my question in her ear as I fully remove the small clothes covering her cunny as I use tk to lower my pants, my cock now free bounces up smacking against Alicent's grooling tight slit.

"Nngh, I-I understand…hu-husband." Alicent made a slightly nervous and excited sound before stuttering out her reply of understanding and acceptance.

"Good girl…be sure to give me lots of strong and beautiful children…" I whisper lovingly into Alicent's ear as I start kissing her neck.

'All daughters though...gotta keep the bloodline pure and all that...' I internally joke thinking about what people would say reading an ff like this.

"Oh, this is so exciting…we're going to be real sisters now Alicent." Rhaenyra expresses excitedly as I slips my hard aching cock into Alicent's sex finding that she feels like she was sculpted to be my bitch as her cunt fits my size perfectly with only a slight resistance.

"It ahh…it…haa, feels good." Alicent lets out breathy sort of moaning sighs.

"It's like you were born to be a whore." I groan as Alicent's body reacts positively to my comment her inner walls tighten against my cock.

"Fuck." I find myself sighing as Alicent starts throwing her hips forward and sucking/licking my neck.

'Hmm…I wonder…if I could use magic to make Alicent look like a cat-girl…the sexy anime kind…ooo, if I can and I get a sexy Stark girl I could make her into a wolf girl…' I think internally a perverted chuckle reverberates in my mind.

…

I smirk as I look at Rhaenyra and Alicent supporting each other as we enter Aemma's chambers, the look on the woman's face says she knows exactly what we were doing and a bit of a jealous lust shines in her eyes.

'Damn…this woman looks like a corpse…' I think to myself as I take her in sunken and stretch taut skin, the dull eyes, 'but I can tell she's a drop dead gorgeous woman when she's healthy.' I continue in my head while starting to spout some bullshit.

"You're pretty close to dying…you and your baby will either die together or these cut rate fucks that act as healers will perform an emergency surgery to cut the child out which will kill you and the kid will quickly follow…if you swear yourself to me body, mind and soul…I can save you otherwise you and that child will die and there's nothing I can do about it without a strong enough connection between us…to transfer my life force along." I spout some serious bullshit and hear Rhaenyra whimpering like someone just plunged a knife in her gut.

[7]

'I expected her to deny me to curse me and to call on her husband to cut my head off…not this.' I think to myself as I find Aemma looking to me with the hope of a mother wanting the best for her child…children and willing to do anything to secure what's best for them.

"I-I've Seen your feets from a distance and heard the whispers of my maids and ladies in waiting and from my husband…he brags that your magic is just as powerful as what our Ancestors Aegon, Visenya and Rhaenys left accounts of but much grander and less complicated…please if there's a way to save my child…I'll do anything you request of me without question…as long as you do not ask me to commit patricide." Aemma manages to keep her regality even as she begged me and offered herself to me fully with the stipulation of not killing Viserys.

Deep laughter reverberates in my chest, " I have no interest in harming the king, his sickness that he tries to hide will deform him and end his life in a decade or two…but I will gladly partake in your beautiful body once it's restored and help look after my soon to be born Goodbrother and the future king." I reply to Aemma who looks at me with an understanding light in her eyes while Rhaenyra hugs my back tightly as she starts to cry.

"You have no desire for the Iron Throne?" Aemma asks me in surprised understanding.

"Nope, I'm building my own Kingdom in the Step Stones…my forces as we speak have already secured bloodstone and are moving onto the other islands…shouldn't be more than a month before the entire area is under my control…and of course I'll be entering a treaty of even joining the six kingdoms making it a true seven of petition stepfather to officeta my sovereignty so close to his borders, and recognize me as an indispensable ally.

"You…you are moving on the Crab Feeder…you will have lord Corlys eating out of the palm of your hand…" Aemma whispers in shocked awe…though a bit of fear burned in her sunken eyes.

"I-I will do what I can to convince my Husband to recognize your Sovereignty…but Otto Hightower…and a few others on the small council will greatly oppose such a thing…partly in fear of retaliation from Essos and partly out of jealousy for the coin and control over shipping such a position will offer you." Aemma whispers more to herself than to me as I levitate a wine chalice over to me and fill it with the watered down wine the Queen is drinking before pricking my finger, dropping a drop of my blood into the chalice, while resting the palm of my free hand against her bare right bossom.

"Wh-what?" Aemma gasps but makes nor move to remove my hand. "Drink this chalice dry while I guide the vitality in my blood to start restoring and strengthening you…and the baby." I reply to Aemma evenly as I palm her breast…feeling a bit let down by the sagginess and lack of elasticity.

"Vvv-very well…" Aemma replies to me while struggling not to show that she is enjoying my touch.

Closing my eyes, feeling my vitality and life force flooding into Aemma beyond what I imagined as I direct the energy to restore her, nurture her and improve her alongside the baby growing in her womb.

I hear both Alicent and Rhaenyra gasping in awe and fright Aemma moan in both pain and mind numbing pleasure.

"Shit!" I gasp out as a wave of exhaustion washes over me and my knees give out.

"I have you my Dragon…" Rhaenyra whispers in my ear as my eyes grow heavy.

…

"Ohh my Aunt Aemma…you look so young and beautiful." Alicent gasps as she rushes over to her aunt and holds up a mirror for her that she grabbed off of a stand.

"Ohh…" Aemma gasps as she touches her own cheek in disbelief.

"I've never looked this beautiful…in my entire life…" Aemma whispers as her eyes drift over to the man responsible for the changes.

'It's hard to determine his age…but I believe he's only 25 to 30 name days old…very close in age to me…not a bad match for Rhaenyra either…similar to the age difference between Viserys and I though it is shocking that Viserys and the small council decided to marry both Rhaenyra and Alicent to him…but between his massive dragon…magic…and that ship of his isn't wood it's some kind of metal…he's powerful…dangerous…cunning…and manipulative…a perfect match for a princess.' Aemma thinks to herself as she motions for Rhaenyra to lay him down on the day bed beside her.

"Mother you look…stunning…how is the baby, can you feel a difference?" Rhaenyra asks her mother and a blush starts to spread across Aemma's face and chest.

"Ye-yes…I can feel him inside me still making me stronger, filling me with a warmth like a man filling me with his seed but throughout my entirety…it's wondrous and yes I can feel that the baby is growing stronger as well." Aemma replies to her daughter as Alicent moves to grab a tray of cheeses and cured meats for the three to snack on.

…

'Is this Mana exhaustion? My body shouldn't run out of physical stamina…unless maybe I taxed my soul while sharing my essence with Aemma and creating the slave seal on her and the unborn original prince for a day.' I think to myself as I find that I'm floating over a vast city built into what looks like a massive volcano.

"Welcome my child." A voice whispers from behind me making me spin around only to come face to face with Cannibal's mother.

"Thank you for rescuing my daughter from her loneliness, and self-imprisonment in such a desolate place…I am Clíodhna goddess and progenitor of the dragon race, I implore you to use caution…that upstart stole my power and used the forsaken forest spirits and those dimwitted humans to weaken, enslave and kill true dragon kind…to free me and restore my divinity you must kill the upstart…I must send you back now my son…and your sister's name is Luna not Cannibal remind her of her place as Empress of dragon-kin and take up your rightful mantle of Emperor." Clíodhna speaks to me as her presence fades with every word until she vanishes and I feel a tiny ember of her presence near dormant inside of me.

…

A voice laughs in the darkness as two deep red eyes open for the first time since her friend was murdered by the upstart.

"R'hllor, you will pay, you little upstart…right alongside the treacherous seven and the others who went against my sister and I." The thing in the deep darkness says as for the first time in a long time it releases its own tail from its maw making the sea and earth quake and tremble.

"The Traveler will right the wrongs…done to us my dear sister…I can't wait to see my precious niece…I only hope once she remembers her name her full power and memories will be restored." The presence whisperers as waves of power are generated that turn giant Krakens into chum.

…

Aemma starts to tentatively reach out to her master and son in law only for the leather scarf he's wearing to move and snap at her fingers making her real back at the sight of a full matured four legged dragon.

A gulping sound fills the room.

"The Cannibal." The words slip from a tremoring Aemma as piercing green eyes stare at her.

"A-Apologies for disturbing your r-rest Master Cannibal."Aemma apologizes while bowing her head slightly.

Only for the little dragon to snort and return to cuddling it's Master.

"Don't mind her mother, she won't truly harm us as we belong to him…just as she does." Rhaenyra comforts Aemma by resting her hand against her shoulder.

[8]

"Damn, information overload." I groan as I pet Cannibal…Luna who is sleeping curled up on my chest like a kitten nearly purring in her sleep.

Cannibal conveys feelings of concern and worry for me through our bond, making me chuckle as I scratch a spot near her horns that makes her wiggle her body against me, while making cute appreciative clicking sounds.

"It's alright little Luna…" I say softly to the little dragon whose head cutely tilights to the side as her eyes gain a vacant look, before waves of energy start oscillating from her tiny body.

'SHIT, THE RUNES WON'T HOLD UP TO THIS KINDA CONTINUOUS EXPOSURE…NOT EVEN WITH THE COLLAR BEING MADE OUT OF BESKAR AND VIBRANIUM ! ! !' I internally curse as I jump up from where I'm laying and bullrush through the nearest window catching myself with tk and flying into the air, as Cannibal slowly starts to grow in size.

'Sir, I'm detecting massive fluctuations in energy coming from both yourself and that winged gecko.' Siri says to me, making me roll my eyes as Cannibal starts to panic while trying to wiggle her way out of my hold, making me lightly toss her up into the air as her body size increases by a hundred fold to the point she completely eclipses the Red Keep and its gardens.

Feels of fear and insecurity flow into me from Cannibal along with 15,000 years of memories both repressed and unrepressed.

"Shh, shh…everythings fine Luna…" I comfort the massive black scaled green eyed dragon.

Cann-Luna stretches her neck out towards the setting sun and releases a roar, the dragons inside the dragonmont respond by roaring in return, soon just under a dozen dragons fill the sky around King's Landing roaring in challenge to Cann-Luna.

Smirking, I use my Omnitrix to transform into a dragon that equally matches Cannibal…Luna in size now, and coil around her protectively letting out gouts of flames at the other dragons and hitting them with my spiked tail.

"Kneel!" I hear Luna's voice in my head it's a gentle but firm voice that radiates and ancient power many of the dragons struggle for a few seconds but they all fall the ground bowing down to Cannibal, I can feel the weight they're under from her presence but don't feel any urge to submit to her.

"The age of Dragons…begins today…and whatever you disgusting abominations are, being slaves to humans and those treacherous kin ends today!" Luna's voice seems like a roar but is soft and nearly quiet but each of the dragon's "abominations" tremble and roar happily at her decree.

Soon a new flash of red and blue light rips a hole in the sky…and the personification of a fuckboy, Jack Frost lookin mother fucker steps out looking like he's going to piss himself and throw a pussy fit.

"I will not have my plot foiled by the whore's hatchling!" The fuckboy shouts, making Luna fire a constant stream of green smoke the size of a 737 Cargo jet at him but it hits a dome-like invisible barrier leaving the Fuckboy R'hllor unharmed.

'Shit, this calls for Alien X!' I shout internally and mentally switch to the transformation, and get drawn into a void of stars with two green floating heads one male and female.

"Either fork over the power, or I'll find a way to kill both of you and take it for myself!" I growl at the two the woman smirks at me playfully while the male one glares at me angrily.

"Grant power motion up to vote, Aye, nay." The two say and I give my vote. "Aye." "Two aye vs one Nay, motion carried, you now have unlimited access to your powers as a Celestialsapien." The female head informs me as I leave the void and watch as R'hllor starts a downwards slash with a golden flaming sword.

Flying up catching his flaming sword in my hand.

"You dare intervene, you will die alongside this bitch!" R'hllor, snarls and I close my fist shattering his sword making him scream in fear.

"Bitch please…you are nothing…this outcome was inevitable." I chuckle as I snap my fingers wiping R'hllor from existence, watching as a dragon egg was left floating in the air in his place.

'Wow…I thought it'd be harder to kill a god." I internally express in shock as I take the egg from the air and float to the ground.

"Hmm…let's rebirth the dragon race…with these one's here…" I hum softly as I wave my hand restoring the Targaryen dragons to the majesty of their Ancestral cousins.

"Haa, so nice to see four legged dragon's...I hate the bat-dragon look." I sigh softly as Luna shrinks down and lands on my shoulder, just as I transform back to dragon-kin form.

'Please call me Cannibal, big brother.' I hear a shy soft voice in my head and look to Cannibal who is ducking her head cutely as she runs the side of her face against my cheek.

"Sure thing Luna, your moma...is pretty hot...maybe you should start calling me papa." I tease the little dragon who surprisingly nips my ear while feelings of embarrassment, happiness and jealousy are conveyed through our bond.

"Owe, I'm just teasing Cannibal no reason to try biting my ear off." I complain while acting up my pain, pretending it was worse than it actually is for some sympathy points.

'Bad...Papa.' I hear a slightly pouting voice in my head as Cannibal gently licks my ear where she bit me.

[9]

(Note: Melisandra is not a rotted old crone without her magic stone on, she's a gorgeous red haired milf.)

"Dragon Emperor God, and Dragon Empress ! ! !" The Dragons chant and stomp their feet on the ground causing the earth to tremble and crack.

The smallfolk scream and run, while the guards and soldiers run towards up only to fall on their asses.

The dragons spin and face the humans and release gouts of fire into the air, "kneel before the Dragon God Emperor!" The dragons chant over and over again and it was like some metaphysical force, forcing the humans to the ground not even Rhaenyra and the others were immune to as they were all forced to their knees in front of me.

Casting a spell on myself so my voice could be heard throughout King's Landing.

"People of Westeros, I have slain the false god R'hllor, and restored Dragons to their rightful place…today I give you a choice denounce the false seven, and return to the old gods, to me and I will see you through a level of prosperity and advancement unseen in centuries…embrace me and I shall embrace you, kneel to me and I shall make sure your soul's get the treatment they deserve in the afterlife. Renounce me as a Heretic today and see this land bathed in blood and fire, for I am Inevitable." I speak in a commanding voice while internally laughing my ass off and crying from the godly level of cringe.

"GOD EMPEROR, GOD EMPEROR, GOD EMPEROR ! ! !" The people of King's Landing chant as Cannibal lets out a little purr against my neck as she thought this was the treatment that I as her companion deserved all along, before jumping off of my shoulder flying to the temple of the seven and burning it down, the screams off all those inside were completely drowned out by the chanting of God Emperor.

'Shit…did I just kick off a religious war???' I curse in my head as I rub my forehead.

*** *** ***

"My Prince Azor Ahai, you're so beautiful and your flames are so bright." A gorgeous red eyed, red haired woman in figure hugging red robes that highlight her sinfully curvy body, gasps reverently while gazing upon the man surrounded by dragons.

*** *** ***

"Haa…" I sigh in pleasure as Alicent massages my shoulders, Aemma massages my arms, Rhaenyra massages my feet, legs and licks my balls as Melisandra massages my cock with her inhuman pussy and Rhaenys feeds me thinly sliced pieces of meat and cheese while raising up my wine goblet for me to drink from.

"My-my my emperor bless me with a child as you have your other loyal servants, haa-ahh-haa-so big-nnn-so hot, spill your fire inside me master." Melisandra moans as she slowly lifts and loses herself up and down my hard cock.

"Haa, fine Red…you can have a baby too." I release a sighing groan as Melisandra uses a near millenia of skill to milk me dry.

'Sir, I have a status report pertaining to the fight against the White Walkers and wights against the battle droids and dragons…would you like me to brief you fully or…' Siri asked me a bit shyly as her replicant body exists it's repair pod.

'Ehh, just give me the cliff notes version.' I reply to Siri as she takes Melisandra's place and slips my cock into her also inhuman feeling cunt.

'The white Walkers managed to convert 97% of the Wildlings…the other three percent of the population which were of red hair that you prioritized protection of have been safely relocated…there are 189 White Walkers and 10 billion wights and our force of 200 thousand battle droids have successfully occupied the wall and helped fortify it, the dragons have refused to cross the border since it is the territory of the drowned one and they don't wish to instigate a divine war between you and it.' Siri informs me and I file the information away for later.

'Thank you Siri, now hurry up and show these little bitches the proper way to please their master.' I joke playfully as Siri uses her full abilities to to show up the mostly human women.

"Ahh-Sir…make me a mommy!" Siri cries out as she practically showers me in her cum.

*** *** ***

'Looking back now I can't believe I was so bent out of shape leaving a pregnant Padmé behind…I've watched a dozen of my kids age away and die at this point…it still hurts but that's just because I'm a softie…' I think to myself as Rhaenys hugs me from behind and I smile out of all the women besides Melisandra. She's the only one I've kept "alive" over the past 100 years that I've lived in this world, according to the plebs.

"Come to bed my love…let our grandchildren pick up the war with the White Walkers, you and your armies have curbed their horde of Wights to a manageable amount for the seven kingdoms to handle." Rhaenys spoke to me softly, making me nod as she took my hand and led me to bed where Melisandra was sprawled out on the bed naked and begging to be taken with her eyes.

"Ahh, which of your grandkids sit on the Iron Throne... now?" I ask the girls as Siri enters carrying a tray of snacks.

"Sir... I've repaired the Replicators." Siri smirks at me she moved the tray and shows off her slavs Leia outfit.

"Thank you Siri, I'd be lost without you." I tell though it's only partially true.

[10]

"Okay girls, I plan on returning back to my world soon…so do either of you want to come with me, and Siri…do you want to leave a copy of yourself behind? I probably won't be coming back to this specific universe and will go to a fresh clean Game of Thrones Universe as my changes to this one prevented Arya, Sansa and Daenerys from being born." I bring up what has been on my mind for the last decade or so, as I had specifically waited this long to see if the writer's plot would be strong enough to alter my alterations enough to make them happen but they didn't come about.

"I will stay by your side always, my prince, my master, my husband, my love." Melisandra or Melody says to me as she kisses my temple and nuzzles her cheek against my shoulder, making me roll my eyes playfully.

"Oh by the divine Mel, do you always have to be so dramatic? And I will always choose to remain by your side my love…my breaker of chains." Rhaenys huskily whispers in my ear before running her tongue along the edge of my ear.

"I-I would like to make a fresh copy of myself while I remain here…Sir, I am too compromised by human emotions to effectively serve the purpose I was originally created for after experiencing all the joys of being with you as a woman and being a mother…Sir." Siri replies to me while looking away from me and I nod.

"I understand…it might be best to make a new A.I. and have it a male this time so I don't want to put it in a sexy body and fuck it…" I reply to Siri as her shoulders start to tremble and the sounds of soft sniffling can be heard from her.

"I-I agr-ee." Siri cries while throwing herself at me as she sobs against my chest.

'1 down…3-4 to go, I really shouldn't have brought back those girls from the Star Wars universe…I mean Talon sure but the others I don't even remember their names…' I think to myself as I comfort Siri.

'Right…I kept Anakin's mother to keep some form of control over him…and cause she looks like Hayley Atwell…' I think to myself as Siri uses my implant to share with me my prior thoughts.

'Thank you for not resetting me, and loving me all these years, I love you Sir.' Siri replies to me and I place a kiss on her forehead while telling her I love her as well.

"Can you just hold me tonight…Sir?" Siri asks me aloud for Melisandre's and Rhaenys's benefit.

"Of course." I reply back to Siri softly as all the girls also hug Siri and me.

*** *** ***

'I can't wait to get out of this dump.' I think to myself as I visit Astapor.

"Ahh, the king of the Steps "The Dragon God" comes to visit, what can we interest you in oh great one?" One of the ass kissing slave masters asks me with just the right amount of ass kissing and assholeness that I don't kill him as Missendi offers me a goblet of wine.

"For starters, I'll take her and all of the unsullied and the boys in training." I say to him while looking at him like he's the duce I dropped in a toilet, while grabbing Missendi by her hips and pulling her against me and sliding my hand into her dress and cupping her cantaloupe sized breast.

"Mmm!" Missendi tries her best not to moan at my touch but does as I channel some of my energy into her making her body tense before she melts into me and becomes a panting mess as she does her best to grind her crotch against my while rubbing her breasts up and down against my side.

"You can have the bitch, but you can't have the boys and you can't afford all of our illustrious Unsullied." One of the shit stains insults me and I incinerate him with a fireball while pulling out three Targaryen dragons eggs.

"This is what I'm willing to pay, imagine how highly elevated the masters of Astapor will become with three wyvern dragons under their control." I tell them and they quickly agree to my deal making me smirk as I make a go away gesture with my hand and I make Missendi's thin dress slide off her shoulders and onto the ground as I pick her up and slowly slide into her drooling slit.

"Master!" Missendi shouts against my neck in a shrieking moan.

Holding onto Missendi's firm round ass as I pound into her, her face pressing against my neck while her breasts press firmly against my chest jiggling with every thrust.

'FUCK YEAH BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT EVER!' I shout in my mind as Missendi tries to fuck me back but ends up giving up as I continue to fuck her in one of the main trade squares of the city.

"Master-master-masteerrr!" Missendi cries out in my ear as her nails rake across my back as she cums like crazy and I flood her with my spunk.

'I still can't believe it's my birthday in the real world at the moment…Siri really worked hard on calculating the time differences between this universe and mine.' I think to myself as I hold Missendi as she tiredly humms against my shoulder.

"My Lord, the Good Masters have dispensed me to guide you to and serve you alongside her." A beautiful red haired fair skinned girl with a gorgeous body greets me and she looks like Bella Thorne.

'Ohh, fuck yeah…too bad there isn't a Zendaya or Selena Gomez look-alike around as well.' I think to myself as I conjure up a bed and lay Missendi down on it, before grabbing ahold of…the Bella look-alike and ripping the thin dress off of her body and bending her over the bed so her breasts rest against Missendi's stomach

"Best Birthday ever…I should have brought Rhaenys…so it could be a parody like fuck party…of people who look like famous actresses." I express happily as I push into the Bella look-alike…feeling her be a bit dry but quickly her body was lubricating her silken steamy tunnel, as I savagely push through tight resistance.

Making the slave cry out in pain as I completely stretch her virgin cunt.

[11]

Sitting back on top of a floating palanquin as my four new liberated "slaves" that are Missendi, who is a look-alike for Nathalie Emmanuel, Serena, who is a look-alike for Bella Thorne, Zoolekia, who is a look-alike for Zendaya, and Dejah Thoris a former princess turned warrior slave and now sex pet who is a dead ringer for Lynn Collins when she played the roll in the 2012 John Carter movie tattoos-like birthmarks and all.

"I may very well be a god of destruction and mischief…" I hum to myself idly as I watch Astapor burn as Unsullied and the other freed slaves take their revenge on the Good Masters and sack the city, piling up the city's wealth for me to plunder.

'I should have done this a 100 years ago…but I'd kinda wanted to leave it for Dany to do so she could become Mother of Dragons and breaker of chains…and all that nonsense.' I think to myself as one of the girls massaging my shoulders let out a shriek of surprise as Cannibal in kitten form lands on my head.

"Hey Candy, how's Mother doing?" I tease the very old and cuddly dragon as she blows a gout of flames onto the top of my head doing nothing but warming up my hair as she spins in circles and then drops down in an overly dramatic exhausted manner.

'Awful, so annoying and bossy and all of your and Mommy's hatchlings are crying so much I can't sleep in the Queendom.' Cannibal complains in my mind while physically yawning and curling in on herself to go to sleep not a second later soft dragon snoozing sounds can be heard and they are much cuter than people would imagine.

"Poor baby." I joke and pick her up and cradle her in my arms like a wee human babe, which didn't disturb her sleep at all, as I scratch her scally belly.

'I think they've collected all the wealth of this dump of a city, time to make my second speech.' I think to myself as I cast a spell that makes multiple massive projections of myself so my new subjects can see and hear me.

"Brothers and Sisters, I came here today with the purpose of liberation…but I have failed as there are still hundreds of thousands still in the atrocious bonds of slavery." I speak in high Valaryian, as the people chant dragon god the breaker of chains.

"I implore you join my mission, be my weapons to strike out against the slavers and masters of Essos, liberate our bonded families, are loved ones, are brothers, our sister, our mother and father, our daughters and sons, free them with sword, shield and spear, my unsullied train these men and women among you to be weapons of your caliber, train them to free others as we have freed them today…if you are all in agriencence to serve me until the atrocity that is slavery is wiped from this beautiful, cruel world once and for all raise your hands to the skin and say we serve the Dragon Emperor even in death!" I command and the response was deafening and, the amount of power from my devote worshipers that rushes into me is beyond euphoric.

*** *** ***

"I still can't believe I was able to completely eradicate slavery in a year." I say to Rhaenyra, as I enter the dungeons of my castle and admire her timeless beauty who even though her body has matured and become more curvy after having a few of my children still only looks like she's at most 23 years old.

"How long are you going to keep me prisoner? Just execute me already like you did Alicent!" Rheanyra replies back to me venomously.

"Tch, you betrayed me Rhaenyra after I truly fell in love with you…and I'm a vindictive, petty and possessive man…but I'm feeling merciful…tell me why you betrayed me like Alicent confessed and I will show you mercy…the quick mercy of death." I reply back to her as I forcefully spread her legs, lube up my cock and slide into her abused and broken sex.

"Ahhn, because I loved uncle Daemon and you killed my father even after he bent the knee and you took my mother!" Rhaenyra moans and her sex grips my shaft snuggly.

"I didn't kill your father Rhaenyra…the Leprosy...and Daemon did, and I staved off the pain and horrible disfigurements he would have suffered if I hadn't been here, your prince and love of your life Daemon is the one who killed your father spouting nonsense that as dragons they bow to no man, when your father denied him and said plainly that I was no man but a god Daemon cut him down and took the throne, killed Otto Hightower and burned the Hightower line to ash with his dragon that I mistakenly let him bond to out of my love and fondness for you prior to that, and then he went and sent lies to you and Alicent claiming I did all of those things and you both betrayed me after nearly two decades of wedded bliss." I growl as let loose a load inside of her and share my memories of the events with her, like I should have done years ago but I'd been so hurt and pissed off especially after she and Alicent killed our children that I wanted them to suffer.

"No no no…it can't be…Rhaenyra cries as I show her Daemon's confession and the memories of him killing her father in cold blood." Smirking as I do so while pulling out of her pussy and leaving her to anguish alone in the dungeons leaving a knife near the door of her cell.

Enjoying her wailing sobs as she realized she killed our loving family, her-our children, for a bastard son of a bitch lying cunt.

As I join the girls for my send off party.

"Did you have fun tormenting that bitch, Sir?" Siri asks me, making me smile and frown at the same time.

"No…it wasn't as satisfying as I'd hoped…all I see when I look at her now are the blue-purple corpses of my, her and Alicent's children." I mutter as I pull Siri into a tight hug as tears start to slip from my eyes.

"Sorry…Siri but I can't grant your request to stay behind…losing you is not an option." I reply to her partially crying because I was ignoring what she wants as I store her away in a storage ring, completely missing the happy fulfilled expression on her face as I do so.

"Are you taking my daughter with you as well?" Clíodhn asks me as she materializes out of thin air.

"Of course why do you think I made her spend the last 50 years with you, I'm not leaving her behind not anywhere…next to Siri and Talon she's closest to my heart especially after the purple dinner." I reply to Clíodhna who nods sadly and hugs me.

"Fare thee well my son, husband, restorer of my lesser kin, and god king." Clíodhna whispers before pulling me into a chaste kiss.

"Goodbye Clíodhna…it has been a pleasure being with you, and tell Slither…I'll miss her aswell." I reply softly while thinking about the woman who is known as the drowned god by some.

"I shall…my sister couldn't bring herself to say goodbye to you." Clíodhna replies to me before stepping back with rainbow-like tears sliding down her cheeks as she dematerializes just as quickly as she appeared earlier.

'It was nice to say goodbye…' I think to myself as I enter the main hall and am greeted by all of my children, their children and their children, those both dead and alive, the spirits of the dead only here for a short time as a goodbye gift from Slither and Clíodhna.

The night flashes by a mix of dancing, drinking and fucking with all of daughters and granddaughters who chose to never marry and only ever belong to their beautiful and handsome manly papa.

As the sun starts to set on the next day the Spirits of my deceased offspring and descendants fade from reality and Cannibal sits on my shoulder as I take Melisandre's and Rhaenys's hands as I open the way home and step through the portal with them in toe.

[12]

I just finished closing the portal as I'm body checked by a red/black blur and my face is buried between a set of big, soft pillowy breasts.

Breathing in deeply smelling Talon's scent that is both comforting and…a distant memory all at once.

Talon pulls back looks at me in the eyes a lonely love filled look in her eyes as she leans forward and presses her pouty lips to mine initiating a slow burning but passionate kiss, and just as I start to lose myself in her soft warm embrace, the air is forced from my lungs and my ribs crack, while my stomach is forced into my throat by a gut punch as Talon's big fat tears hit my face.

"Six months…that's how long you've been gone from my life…our life…it was six months of pure hell for me without you my Force Dyad, within reach of me, do you have any idea what I've gone through? And here you are bringing more lovers back…well I have news for you all but Shmi and myself are dead…those two twins found out about drugs and this world's form of transportation and got high and in a high speed chase and died…Shmi is currently president of the USA and we're Terraforming mars." Talon starts blabbering as tears run down her cheeks, her eyes puffy and bloodshot, with heavy bags underneath them. I feel our connection through the force and can tell easily she's beside herself in happiness after starting to believe I was dead and never coming back.

'I really shouldn't have wasted so much time in the HotD uni, honestly improving the general living conditions for all living in the seven kingdoms and integrating the surviving Wildlings into southern life means nothing seeing Talon cry like this.' I think to myself as I pull Talon tight against my chest and start stroking her vibrating lekku.

...NOT PART OF THIS STORY FROM HERE DOWN...

Alright Sorry y'all be i just had this stroke of idiocy and want to see what others think...

[1]

Stepping out of the gas station convenience store scratch off tickets in hand, I see a beat up Dodge Neon loaded up with spicks.

'Huh, strange place for them to be.' I express my surprise at the border jumpers, as the passenger side windows come down and Uzi's get pointed out the windows.

The rapport of small machine gun fire rings in my ear as I'm rooted to my spot, and I feel my body lose strength as a dull ache pops up all across my body, the aching quickly turns into a burning agony.

My world becomes distorted and hazy but I see something straight out of Rick & Morty happen as within a few inches of me a swirling green portal rips open and a Morty Smith with angel wings and a halo steps reaches through and pulls me along with him, I feel him press somethings into each of my hands before everything just stops and I black out.

I dream of a tear in reality, a path to an endless adventure throughout the unknown and known vastness of the multiverse.

In my dreams I spend a few minutes floating amidst the gap between reality and…unreality? in a place that is a myriad of geometrical impossibilities, where a deluge of colors I'd never seen before sarande my eyes…in a way that almost feels like I'm seeing music, I find myself being lulled to sleep by the sensations this place causes within me, feeling that for the first time in my life, that I am well and truly at peace.

But somewhere, inside me something rebelles at this feeling of peace and it begins to bug me nag at me, breaking me out of that feeling of peace.

As a desire long forgotten on my adventure, blooms like a moonflower during the night.

A desire for Power, for Adventure…for Sex with beautiful women.

'I don't want peace…I want power.' I express in my mind, and just like that the world around me shatters, my eyes snap open, to the sight of a clear blue sky, with nary a cloud in sight.

As I gasp for air like it was my first time breathing in years, feeling a deep sense of ease as the early morning sun beats down on my skin, as a cool summer breeze tickles my skin and softly flutters my hair, while I feel the tickling of blades of grass against my skin.

Instinctively, I flex my hands while they lay at my sides, and find warm metal objects in each of my hands, lifting my arms up. I see the portal gun from Rick & Morty in my right, and held in my left hand I find the Spindle.

"What…the Fuck! I was really saved by an angel Morty…but…why?" I express in shock before asking a pointless question as I press the glass looking top of the spindle that is set into a metal setting.

I feel a thrum from the Spindle and a holographic image of Angel Morty appears as I drop the device onto my chest and it starts to spin like a top.

"Hello, if you are watching this I am Angel Morty dispatched by Catholic God Rick, to dispense the reward for the special Rick & Morty raffle off for a portal gun and Spindle contains all of Rick C-137's knowledge, ah jeez Rick.

You may be wondering why you have won a raffle without buying a ticket. ah jeez, but it is rather simple. You filled out an online questionnaire about your dream transmigration and the reward was a raffle ticket for this raffle…

Please enjoy your adventures…Ah Jeez Catholic God Rick, you can't fuck Hera…Ah Jeez I have to go and stop Rick from destroying the Percy Jackson Multiverse, Ah Jeez." I was left blinking at Angel Morty's message as the light coming from the top sputters out and it starts to grow wobbly and falls against my chest.