Chapter 3

Ulthos

420BC

For the first time in millennias I'm getting my ass handed to me. She's faster than me. Even when I augment myself with magic. She's stronger too. Combat awareness and experience is leagues above mine.

And she fucking has magic. Well I copied all the magic she can do but the way she uses it to augment her sword skills is mad.

After hours I was finally exhausted and injured to a near mortal state. This is the closest I've come to dying. Ahhhh Bran would have loved her.

'You are strong. I apologize for calling you a craven.' she said as she sat down on a wooden chair looking at me. Menacingly.

'It's been so long since someone could give me a fight in this world. We're too strong. It feels like a house of paper. All of them can be easily crushed. Including their so called gods.'

She raises an eyebrow at that.

'Tell me about this world. Cause you sound like an outsider too.'

Then he told her about it. He made up a story that he was a seer that saw his own death and went mad in his own world. That he died and came back as an Other here. He told her about the Long Night. The houses, the political template, Essos, Valyria, Asgard and his house.

He even told her about his descendants and how proud he is of them.I even told her I have been working on a spell to get them out of this world which she was interested in.

In the end she proposed they stay together. Explore this world and live in it on their own feet. Using no magic to fight and to limit their strength to what humans can barely bare.

I never thought I'll get a companion that can live as long as me. Or as stromg. She'll push me to be better in a way that Bran never could. With that in mind I agreed.

I decided on a new look I'll carry from now onwards. Classic valyrian face features with purple eyes that seem to glow when looking at it at night and curly raven black hair. Malenia and I will leave our height be. People will probably notice one day that we are not ageing but what can they really do to us.

I donned my valyrian steel armour then transmuted the shape of the helmet to be similar to Malenia's. Removed my massive Valyrian steel greatsword Gift, from the inventory and strapped it to my back.

I then cast a permanent anti-scrying rune on myself and Malenia. To stop those magical fools from watching us through fires and glass candles. I decide I'm going to leave artifacts I create around for people to find on this journey. With a golden hand as the signature of the creator on all of them. Maybe one day someone like Bran will come again and challenge me.

After that we left Ulthos and started walking North. Towards Valyria.

Daenys 'The Dreamer' Targareyan

Valyria

419 BC

The dreams are more intense now. The fourteen flames giving a terrible fiery roar at once. A smoking sea and a land of Ash. I have been getting these visions for a year now and I don't know what it means.

Or I do. And I am scared I am right.

Does this mean Valyria is coming to an end.

All of a sudden her scenery changed. She was no longer in her room. No longer was she even in Valyria. She was high up in the clouds. She had seen it before on her dragon. But she's standing on the clouds themselves.

She turned her body to see the tallest man she haf ever seen in her life next to the tallest woman she had ever seen. Both with winged helmets that were oddly shaped that covered the front but left the back of the neck open.

'Where am I and how did I get here.' I asked abit panicked but no matter what I am a proud dragonrider. The blood of the dragon.

The man looked at the woman as if adking something of her wordlessly. She shrugged and ge sighed and looked back at her.

'Daenys the Dreamer. You stand before The Blight of the First Men, High- fey of ice, the immortal demogod, the second Freat Other, Ice demigod,Progenitor of House Ragnarrson and friend of The Builder, Loki. You have a talent I have not seen in two thousand years. A true seer. One not properly trained but gift works anyway. I believe the last valyrian who had them called it dragon dreams.'

Woahhhhh. He said friend of the Buildet. Doesn't that mean he's over 8000 years old. Does that mean he saw the Dawn Empire. Noo noo noo. Dragon dreams! It was not my imagination then. But I can't be rude I have to greet the other goddess.'

'Thank you, my lord. I failed to hear the name of the great goddess?'

The goddess turned her head and looked at her head towards me. Her helmet covering most of her face making her impossible to read. She then answered,

'I am Malenia the Blade of Miquella. Friend of this fool next to me.'

'Hey!'

'Anyway the reason I dragged your mind into the Lands Between would be resolved in a minute. Lets walk and talk.' and immediately the scenery changed.

Fourteen volcanoes going off at the same time, dragons trying to escape but falling all the same. Wails and deathly screams all around.

Lord Loki and Lady Malenia were still walking abit speaking to each other about something before he turned to me and said.

'This is the event known as the Doom of Valyria. The complete extinction of centuries of history of your people. And there is nothing you can do to stop it.'

No. nonono. My home is going to be destroyed soon. My friends, my family! I have to warn them. I turned to him with tears falling from my eyes and asked,

' I can tell them right my lord? I can tell them what happens?'

'Of course. Most of them won't believe you though. But make sure you're family does. Take as much as you possibly can when leaving to Westeros. The Velaryons and Celtigars are already there anyway. Take dragon eggs, knowledge, valyrian steel. Don't let Old Valyria die with the land, seer.'

'You speak as id you've seen this before my lord. '

'I have. Thousands of years ago. I told you I was old when the first dragon rider was still herding and fucking sheep.'

'I am giving you a gift. Something you did not have in the original flow. I will tell you exactly how many years it will be before Valyria dies. Nineteen years. Till the land fills the air with fire and smoke and choke out the life of Old Valyria once more. I would appreciate if you can convince another dragon rider family and should you they should stay in Essos. Two tigers can't share a mountain.'

His started to shimmer. His body disappearing slowly before my eyes. He and lady Malenia smiled at me. Maybe encouragement?

'Be proud Daenys. Generations from now you are not seen as a fool but seen in reverence. Take pride in that. Afterall from the blood of the Conqueror comes the prince that was promised. I also left a gift on your room table.'

I was back in my room lying on my bed. It was not a dream. It couldn't be. I just met two god like beings and found out they still walk the earth.

He said he left a gift for me. I stood up and went to the table. There was a book bound in black leather and chains around it. On the cover was a golden hand wih the writings in red on the spine.

'A guide to seer magic: A history and the mysteries of alternate paths and the golden path by Loki the Frozen.'