101 AC
Harrenhal
Damien POV:
I've always read and seen how harrenhal was described in my last life but I was not prepared for this, this castle is insane, so much so that calling it a castle somehow just doesn't do it justice. Now I can understand why Aegon started his conquest by destroying this place first, kill a despised and evil guy like harren the black and make a statement that demonstrates the power of dragons, two birds one stone, mhhh though I do wonder if it's actually a cursed castle. Guess we'll see.
3rd POV:
On the outskirts of the huge castle you can see carriages coming from across all six of the seven kingdoms, some even from beyond westeros, all of them are here for the summons of King jaeharys's great council. The masters would call this the great council of 101, some would even argue it's how the dance truly began. This council was called because of the unexpected death of king Jaeharys's heir prince Baelon the spring prince and the king to prevent another civil war after rumours of Corlys and Daemon summoning armies met with Vaegon and decided that a great council should decide the decision of who will become the heir, who will seat upon the iron throne after him.
There are claimants who threw their hats in the race Saera Targaryen's bastards, someone claiming to be Maegor's grandson, Laenor Velaryon great-grandson of the king, Laena Velaryon great-grandaughter of the king, a cousin generations removed from the bloodline, Vaegon the last living son the king refused to press his claim due to his vows and others, but the two main contenders are undoubtedly Rhaenys Velaryon the daughter of Aemon Targaryen and first born of King Jaeharys's and Viserys Targaryen the first born son of Baelon the recently dead heir.
Rhaenys supporters include her uncle lord Boremund Baratheon, lord Ellard stark and other minor lords like the Dustins and Manderlys.
Viserys's most fervent supporters included his brother prince Daemon the rogue prince and wielder of darksister, lord Tymond Lannister, lord Grover Tully and minors lords like lord peake.
The council would deliberate for thirteen days before a decision was made, nine claimants were removed due to their tenuous claims, archmaester Vaegon was passed over due to his vows to the citadel, Rhaenys and Laena Velaryon were passed over due to their sex and the last claimants were Laenor and Viserys. Due to the age and wanting to choose the male line Viserys was chosen to be heir to the iron throne, he was to be next king.
The results were then sent to king Jaeharys in kingslanding.
Damien POV:
The great council was boring as hell, I still can't believe those old coots took thirteen days just to make a decision. At least I got to spend time with my cousin and second cousins. It was great seeing Laenor, Laena and Rhaenyra again, the last time we met was a few moons ago during grandpa Baelon's funeral. Actually now that I think about everytime we have been all together was at funerals, Gael's funeral, queen Alysanne' funeral a few moons later, grandpa's funeral. This is actually the first time we've all been together without a funeral, I've been to kingslanding over the years so I see Rhaenyra often, but I never see Laena and Laenor often I guess I should visit drift mark.
Carriages are so slow I should have brought Erebus along then just flew home, that's right I'm a dragon rider baby, the youngest dragon rider ever, four name days old. It happened two moons ago and that's not the only thing that's happened, these past two years I chose essences my first was:
Essence of the brain
* Infinite memory & genius level intellect.
* You can use psionic energy.
* Telepathy
* Sense all energies with enough effort and the potential to control them with enough effort.
* Astral projection.
I've wanted telepathy ever since I met ROB plus the genius level intellect is great. For my second essence I chose was:
Essence of the scholar
* Perfect memory with infinite storage.
* Beyond genius level intellect, better than a supercomputer.
* Immunity to insanity and memetic hazards.
* Mastery of many sciences even ones not yet discovered.
* You can reverse engineer anything with enough time.
* Gain infinite trains of thought.
* Gain knowledge through a data storage device or book just by touching it no reading necessary, can turn on & off.
Okay first off let me start by saying I was smart in my previous life, I had an iq of 138 so I was definitely above average, just two points shy of being classified as genius, but I never really realised the gulf those two points represented because when I drank my first essence gave me genius level intellect I felt like Spencer Reid or Sheldon with their 187 iq and after the second i feel like Reed Richard with his 267 or maybe even slightly better. I finally understand what super genius means now and combined with other powers of the essences I know I'm better than Mr fantastic.
With telepathy, my genius mind and intuitive aptitude I've done some amazing things. I created a mind palace-occlumency combo technique, it basically organizes my memories from both lives, it's in the form of an infinite library and it's managed by three of my trait thoughts, I've been reviewing my memories with it and rewatched Dr stone and other shows and fan fics, I can bring the industrial revolution to this world. I've also been learning martial arts or rather mental training martial arts. I recreated breathing techniques, but they're not as powerful as in the anime because my lungs are still small so all it does is gives me a lot of stamina to play, but it will be useful later on. Other than that I've also been working on training Erebus, imagine a dragon that trains, I mostly use telekinesis to throw rocks at him and to hold him and train his resistance, there's a lot of privacy in the woods and besides dragons are scary. He's gotten a lot bigger these two years almost half the size of melys and the resistance training has made him very fast. The limit of animals I can warg into while maintaining control of my body has reached thirteen and I've observed a lot about the past but only to after the fall of valyria.
I'll also be starting my lessons with master wyles soon and when I turn five name days I will training in the yard.
2 years later
103 AC
Kingslanding
3rd POV:
The city was in a somber but celebratory mood, a dichotomous mood because of the death of King Jaeharys the conciliator and the upcoming coronation of his heir prince Viserys soon to be king Viserys. The smallfolk were sad to hear of the old kings death but they were happy for another king because it meant festivities, food, money, tourney and Viserys was famously generous. Rhoooaarrr suddenly a roar like the heavens are being torn apart echoes across kingslanding and the smallfolk see a shadow above and they see a big black dragon with purple eyes and purple accents flying above the city, the dragon is big nearly the size of caraxes. "Which dragon is that, I never seen it fore". One man says to the crowd, as he's looking up at the dragon. "I think that's prince Damien, son the rogue prince". Answers another man to the crowd. "Yeah, I remember know he used to come every few moons, but it's been a while since he's been here and that dragon is so much bigger than last time". The first man who was confused suddenly recalls after the reminder of the man who answered him.
"Well they say he's the youngest dragonrider ever, so maybe that's why it's so big?". A woman in the crowd answers unsurely, what would smallfolk know about dragons except that they breathe fire and are war scary.
On top of the dragon we can see a young man with a black helmet that looks like it's made of dragon scales and on the the eyes you can see purple eyes brimming with joy. The young man is of course Damien riding on his dragon Erebus and he is on his way to his uncle's coronation. The dragon flies for a few minutes before landing in the dragon pit.
" Whooa syzorys, calm Erebus". Damien says to Erebus as he lands. The dragon then extends his wing so his rider can get off, both of them looking like they've done this a thousand times. Daemon takes off his hiccup inspired dragon helmet and puts it in a pouch on his modified dragon sadle. There at the entrance of the dragonpit Damien can see his aunt, cousin and father waiting for him. "Jagon nyke ry tell ao skaros īlon sindaghon, syz arghuragon ñuhor nyke Erebus". 'High valyrian is such an elegant language, it's like the French of this world, what did the Frenchman say again heh,"it's like wiping your arse with silk, I love"'. Damien thinks with a quiet chuckle at the matrix reference. After Damien bids him happy hunting Erebus flies out of the dragonpit as Damien walks up to his welcoming committee.
Damien finally reaches the entrance. "Father, my queen you look radiant and Rhaenyra truly the realm's delight". Damien greets his family with a chipper tone as it has been a while since he has seen them, two years in fact. "My what a charmer". The queen giggles as Rhaenyra starts blushing and Daemon has smirk on her face. "And where is my compliment Damien?". Daemon asks with a playful glare at his son.
"Of course how could I forget, you look half as good as I do". Damien says in a joking tone. Daemon smirks and they both laugh""hahahaha"". Daemon and his son have always had a good relationship and this moment makes it all the certain. "Hahah". Rhaenyra chuckles with them and Aemma looks at them with fond exasperation. "Let's go to the keep". Aemma says to them as she begins walking towards the keep.
Damien finds out the coronation will take place in two days while having supper with his family, including the Velaryon side who arrived a few days before he did. "So Damien what was that helmet you were wearing today?". Daemon asks Damien after suddenly remembering that detail he forgot to ask about, bringing everyone's to Damien. "Oh that, it's a dragon helmet I made it for high speeds to protect my face and high altitudes". Damien says with a smug look on his face as he is clearly around of his invention. "High attitudes?". Laena asks sounding confused, though looking around the room she isn't the only one. " Ah high altitudes, it's a name I came for for high up places that don't have enough hair for humans to breath, I'm sure you and aunt Rhaenys have experienced this before when you fly too high on your dragons?" Damien's says everyone and then directs a question to the only experienced dragon riders in the room. At that question Daemon and Rhaenys nod their heads. "Yes I remember when I first mounted caraxes I flew high and my head started to hurt, I was coughing and couldn't breathe properly". Daemon says after thinking about his past flying experiences. "Yes I remember such moments myself". Rhaenys echoes Daemon's words. "My helmet helps prevent that so I can go higher and it also allows Erebus to go faster without worrying about the wind hurting me." Damien says to everyone with a smug smile on his face, now he understands why most geniuses are always smug. "Impressive Damien, make one for as well before you head back to runestone will you?". His father says with a smile. "Me too if you wouldn't mind Daemon". Rhaenys says well with a casual smile on her face, she and Damien actually got along well and we're familiar with each other due to his visits to drift mark over the past 2 years. "Sure, I can make one for everyone but Laena, Laenor and Rhaenyra should wait until they finish growing, and I'm not going back to drift mark for a year or two, I was actually hoping to square for you during that time father". "Really!? You're staying here for a year or two?". Rhaenyra exclaims loudly with excitement in her tone.
"Hahaha" chuckles fill the room at Rhaenyra's exaggeration. "Well depends on father, so what do you say?". He directs the question at his father. "Why me, I know your couldn't have been happy about that? How did you even convince her?". Daemon asks suspiciously. "Who wouldn't want to square for the greatest sword in all seven kingdoms, the wielder of darksister and the youngest person to ever bear the title of a knight?". Damien says with a fawning smile. "Besides I started duel wielding two moons ago and I thought of how good I would look wielding darksister & lamentation and if I want to challenge you for darksister who would be a better teacher than you, mother was happy with that reason". Damien says with a challenging smile to his father as tension thickens in the room. "Hahahahaha". Suddenly Daemon starts laughing and everyone besides Damien is looking at him like he's insane. "That's my son." He says to no one in particular with a proud tone and a huge smile. ' A true dragon'. He thought while looking at his son."Aye I'll take you as my square, best me and darksister is yours." He says with a smile o his face. 'Insane the both of them'. Everyone in the room thinks while looking at father and son smiling at each other.
2 weeks later
Damien POV:
It has been a week and two days since uncle V's coronation and week since I started being father's square and to say he was shocked was an understatement, and it's thanks to the essence and power I chose the past year and this year when I started training in the yard, the power I chose last year is gandalfr, the left hand of god, basically mastery of nay weapon you touch and the essence I chose was:
Essence of the warrior
* A body pefect for battle, with a starting point just above the physical peak of your species in physical attributes, a body sculpted to your tastes and to fight.
* Mentality of a perfect warrior with unyielding willpower and extreme pain tolerance.
* A mind's eye capable of intuitively sensing danger and instinctively react to it, even to attacks that are undetectable.
* Limitless lifeforce & ability to refine it into various estoric energies.
* Peerless talent & genius level intellect & perfect memory with infinite storage allowsyou to learn any martial art.
A body suited to my taste, I'm gonna be 6,5 like the demon of the trident, have an 8 pack and I think 9,5 inches is big enough to swell my ego. Hehehe I chuckle lewdly.
Anyway you can understand my father's shock because in terms of skull I far surpass him, the only reason I'm losing is because I have no experience and that although I'm just above the physical peak of my species at the end of the day I'm still six, a six to nine namedays old physical peak can't compete with someone who is a twenty and two namedays old knight, even with enhanced stamina provided by my dragon breathing.
Cliche name I know, but it's so chuunibyou that it would be a crime not to use it. Anyway I'm sure that I'll be able to beat him in two years and then I'll probably go to the citadel, I'm wasting the essence of the scholar by not going.
Get ready father because darksister is mine.