Let the games begin

271 AC

Nathan Pov

It's been a year since I arrived in my new home, and I've grown a little; I'm now eleven years old and 5'9 tall. I'm taller than the typical elven year old, but I'm not complaining. Anyway, I'm ignoring the thousands of servant laborers I've been able to make since discovering the Vault months ago.

It took several attempts to create the ideal servant who would simply follow, work, and be loyal to me. There were a few mistrials, and some servants were deformed like Lybolt, and others couldn't communicate, serve their duty, or learn things as quickly as Lybolt. But after a few days of repeating the process, I was able to create a perfect servant. It didn't take long to progress in that area; it was more of a repetition process than true training, but it still counts.

The key was not to put too much emotion into them; when I developed Lybolt, I wanted someone to talk to so I wouldn't feel so alone in this world. I know it's a sad thing to confess, but sometimes a right-hand man is all you need.

Anyway, it was like clockwork after that, and I was able to create castle maids, resource finders and collectors, ship builders, and road builders. Early on, I had some issues with predators such as snakes, shadow cats, and, to my astonishment, chimeras.

They possessed beak-like features, reptile eyes, the scaley body of a wyrm, and wings, but they were more twisted and bent, so they were useless to them. We were able to take care of it using my strength and speed charms, as well as Lybolt's freakish strength and the boost he gets from the charms I gave him. And now it's my personal rug, albeit an awful fucking rug, but nevertheless a rug.

I'm glad I wished for this place to be less creepy because it would have taken me longer to sweep out all the monsters that were worse than a deformed wyrm. But I don't regret it because I know there are a few dragons strewn about this world, and I want to see them in the future.

In terms of resources, we are plenty, and I sent my bots to uncover other resources besides Valyrian steel and iron wood, which they have done. They uncovered mountains packed with various resources such as steel, bronze, iron, gold, and jewels towards the west and east sides approaching the edge, which made me laugh triumphantly.

So, essentially, a get-rich-quick kit on drugs. If I hadn't been able to replicate objects, I could have gotten rich off the mines here, but hey, I wanted a cheat code, so I sent servants to mine the mountains and saved plots of land to harvest various foods for the people who will begin to live here and as well to trade, and I put various charms into the lands such as growth enchantments and poured magic into the ground to better the flavor of the crops. There has been the occasional ship in the distance, but they mostly stay clear of Valyria because they don't realize it's inhabitable.

In terms of seaports, I rebuilt them to handle dozens of fully laden ships. I have roughly 80 trade vessels ready to sail the oceans and back, plus I've created five big fleets for personal transport because I'm going to Braavos soon.

Originally, I intended to utilize the iron wood exclusively for my war fleet, but I decided to use the best wood available, and to keep pirates and ironborn from taking my shit, I outfitted each ship with speed, strength, and protection charms.

I created servants to keep the ships afloat and give charges, but the ships will do the majority of the protecting. Concerning the war fleet, I went all out with them, building them five stories high, outfitting them with scorpions and Valyrian steel bolts, and creating something that will conquer the seas for me and allow me to rule over the seas.

Cannons that, instead of being powered by gunpowder, are powered by my magic. Magic is a form of deception, which is why the masters are so opposed to it, with the exception of two. But fuck it, I'm here to take over not play by old people's rules.

Today is a great day because the egg will hatch; it has been pulsing every day since I deposited it in the hatching chamber I discovered in the Vault. My guess is that I'll have my own dragon by tonight. It will still need to grow, but something tells me it won't be long until it reaches full maturity.

As I walk to my bed chambers, I am greeted by several servants, I give them all a nod and continue walking, and a few minutes later I reach my chamber and see the egg placed in the stand near my desk, I reach to touch and say quietly, "Soon we will roam the skies and build the strongest kingdom either from alliances or on top of bones" I say quietly, I take off my clothes and reach my bed and let dreams fill my mind.

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A crack awakens me from my slumber, and I turn around to see cracks emerging on my egg as I run out of bed to witness the birth of my dragon. More cracks develop all over, and with a loud screech, a newborn dragon with red scales and white swirls around the wings and a white tipped tail appears. "You're stunning," I say, as the dragon spins around to face me. The dragon looks up and peers into my eyes with interest.

As I reach out to touch the head, i leans over and scratch its scales with my hand.  Then a weird feeling starts to rise into my body, then I gasp as it feels like my body is being consumed from the inside out I drop to my knees, close my eyes, and take a moment as the burning sensation diminishes "What the fuck was that, felt like I got soccer kicked in the balls," I say loudly. then I hear "Mother."

I come to a halt, glance about, and search for the intruder, "MOTHER" I hear in my head again, this time louder, and gently turn to my baby dragon, "Was that you..." I ask softly, and then I hear the voice once again. "Yes, Mother, I'm hungry," I hear what I assume is my baby dragon speaking to me through my thoughts.

I stand their mouth agape and shocked, I nod my head slowly, I reply but this time through my thoughts "We can speak to each other through our thoughts, HOLY SHIT okay... well this is crazy" I start to pace around when my dragon lets out a shriek and starts clawing on my desk "FOOD MOTHER" I hear, I stop and quickly go to pick up my dragon, it climbs in my arms and perches itself on my shoulder, I nuzzle I come to a halt and carefully turn around to see a black-robed figure standing on my balcony.

I extend my hand and begin to form a ball of fire, "Step out and remove your hood," I hiss, and the black-robed man does as he is instructed and removes his hood. He had Aubrin hair with a white streak down the left side and a clean shaved face.

Oh, it's Jaquen, I shake my head away from those ideas, and I start, "You're a faceless man." I say quietly, he says nothing as a few seconds pass, "You ruined a special moment for me so now's not the time to play games with me" I growl out, there's a chance I could take him on with the charms I've applied to myself, I think to myself but don't really want to risk it, when I'm older for sure but not now but my rapid thoughts are cut off as Jaquen speaks "You are the man or rather boy

My mouth drops open, I knew it would happen one day, maybe the three-eyed raven will find me if he hasn't already, but faceless guys to and so early. I assumed he'd come to finish me because I threw off the balance, but serve me! I was thinking to myself. I regain my cool. "Not that I'm not surprised or anything but why serve me, I thought you served the many faced god" I say in return.

"You are our god's chosen now we will serve you beca-" then I raise my hand stopping him "All right, great!" I said, cutting him off. "It's great to have you on board; you'll be really valuable. Now tell me, I know you can assassinate important individuals, but can you also spy?" I ask. He pauses there calmly considering before responding, "It can be done, if that's what you want my king."

"Okay great well go ahead and plant spies all throughout the seven kingdoms and I'll be delivering letters soon as well but other than that, you can continue business as usual but if anyone comes to you with offering of gold in exchange for my death or any of my future loved one's you will report it to me immediately" I say the last sentence with a serious tone. "Of course, my king," he says.

A shriek fills the room, "crap sorry as I turn to go, I stop and gaze at my dragon and say "Your name shall be Arrax" I murmur, as arrax nuzzles her scaley head into my shoulder. Then we leave the room to feed my growing dragon.