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207 AC

Volantis

Aerion Targaryen

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Watching in the flames before me I can easily see Vaes Dothrak and the meeting of the Khal's with the Dosh Khaleen. I feel like I am watching through a hidden camera that is sitting in a pyre in the middle of the room or something.

"Pitiful." I mutter as I hear one of the Khals praying to the Great Stallion. "He can't stop what is to come... even if he wanted to." I tilt my head to the side and close my eyes deciding I have seen enough.

They are fools.

They gathered in their sacred city to seek guidance from the Dosh Khaleen.

But what can those widows do?

Nothing.

The only thing their gathering in one place did was make it easier for me to fly out and rid the world of them all in one go.

They remembered what I did with Moonfyre all those years ago.

Hearing I returned with many more 'winged beasts' they sought answers in clueless women and a dying God.

I almost feel bad for them.

"Aemon." I speak up getting my son's attention.

"Kepa?" He looks at me in confusion as I called for him to come and talk with me close to an hour ago and got lost in watching the Dothraki so he probably just sat there waiting.

I am loving the power of the seeing-through flame.

The gazing at the past is cool.

Dreams of the future are also nice.

But having the flames of the world be my eyes?

Addicting.

"When we fly over to the Dothraki city we will be offering them a chance to surrender... those that do may settle into the cities that their ancestors once tore down brick by brick." He grimaces slightly as he obviously knows not many will accept that 'offer'.

"I see... when do we leave?" I purse my lips wondering if I have let my family adjust to their new 'changes' for long enough.

It's been a few weeks.

If they are not ready yet then they likely never will be.

"We will leave in the morning, the flight should take roughly six hours if I had to guess... we will give the Dothraki till the Sun rises the next day to decide what they want to do." Their city will burn and if they make me, so too will the Grass Sea surrounding it.

But with the power I now possess... I don't have to kill them all, there is simply no reason to.

They will never be a threat to me.

Currently, they are only a 'threat' to the people I rule over because of their practices and way of life.

I don't need to kill off the Dothraki.

I need to kill off their way of life.

I will burn their city to ash and any of them who want to hold to their old ways.

The ones who 'bend the knee' will be the first settlers in the old Grass Kingdoms cities that I plan to repair.

"Make sure everyone knows." He nods and stands up obviously ready to head around the red temple to spread the word to everyone else.

I think I actually do not like the fact I no longer have to eat.

I keep skipping out on family meals while getting lost in watching far-off places.

Realistically I don't think my family has to eat either, I could just keep filling them with more 'life' and keep them alive... but that seems pretty dumb.

Once the Conquest is done I am sure I will have the time to manage my schedule better so I am still spending plenty of time with my family. But until then I need to focus on other things while I still have the chance, things I was not ready to have to deal with.

The other Gods and their own Game of Thrones that they play.

I have still not talked with any other than the Mother Rhoyne who I now know joined 'me' fearing I would have killed her after ascending.

She married my Son to escape death.

Not that I care, her experience will help in the future, and 'political' marriages are not a new concept to me in the slightest.

There is only a little part of me that wishes she hadn't.

With how few worshipers she has... she would have been an easy kill.

It would have been far easier to snuff out her religion and 'install' someone else from my Family in her place than the Great Stallion for example. But with my plans for the Dothraki, I will be shaking the 'tree' of the Great Stallions faith and I will get to test 'replacing' a God with someone else soon enough anyway.

Hmm.

But who in my family would make a good Horse God?

I don't think anyone really... maybe Mya because of her warging into them all of the time but if what I want to do works I would rather her replace an Old God.

Wait!

Looking back at the flames I feel a bit of excitement bubble up inside of me.

I already know a perfect candidate for Horse God.

An old friend.

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Sitting on the back of Moonfyre as we fly over the Grass Sea toward Vaes Dothrak I can't help but feel a mix of uncertainty and excitement.

"I really am crazy..." I mutter to myself over the cutting winds and eye the large horse statues that grow larger as we close in on the city of Horse Lords.

By this time tomorrow, I will officially claim the Grass Sea as part of my Empire.

But more importantly, I will learn if it is actually possible to take another God's Domain.

It might not would be possible to do this on such 'short notice' if not for the candidate I have decided on trying to raise to Godhood.

Roach.

My old-time buddy.

He has had enough 'rest' and it's time for him to return to 'duty'.

He will arise from my Dragons fire as the new Great Stallion.

A puzzle piece that almost fits too perfectly.

He will be reborn through flames.

The Dothraki who worship the Great Stallion who no doubt will surrender because not all of them are hard-headed idiots will also see this.

They will believe the Great Stallion has been born from fire and blood, how could they not after what they will see?

Most believers of the Great Stallion will burn alive or see their God rise from fire which undoubtedly will shake their belief and worldview.

Their belief in what they will soon see will be the final nail in the coffin of their 'real' God.

If R'hllor handed his Godhood to me on a silver platter.

Roach will be stealing the Great Stallions Godhood.

Ironic.

This could be considered the birth of a new 'Pantheon' if it works out.

One that I plan to grow.

The Seven who are One who I do not even think actually exists despite the vast amount of Belief that is sent toward 'them'.

The Old Gods who are but a fragment of what they once were.

The Storm God who rages on in every storm that beats against the Stormlands.

The Drowned God who lives on in the spirits of the Iron Born.

The Black Goat who survives of thousands of sacrifices a year.

The Gods of Old Valyria... the ones who likely are the weakest and lowest hanging fruit for me to pluck.

The Great Shepherd who had a Priestess curse Danny in her last life, I am sure she will enjoy watching him fade into nothingness.

The Harpy, who is already well on the way out the door after recent events.

Lion of Night and his Wife the Maiden of Light over in the far East.

The Weeping Lady in Lys.

The Many Faced God, one that I am cautious about approaching anytime soon.

Dozens of minor Gods and Goddesses as well.

But most important.

The Great Other.

The other side of my coin.

The Death to My Life.

The Darkness to My Light.

The Ice to My Fire.

Hmm.

I am unsure if I should rush to the far North and slay the sleeping White Walkers or wait.

I will first confirm if I can steal another God's Godhood.

If I can then I likely can grow in power faster than I thought before.

Meaning so to will the Great Other grow in power as my opposite.

It would be best to face and defeat him before I grow too much.

I will put off going to Valyria or any other plans like the Great Shepherd until I know if my plan with Roach will work.

Once I know for sure... I can make plans for my next step.