105 AC
Kingslanding
Training yard
3rd POV:
Clang clang In the training with over a dozen spectators from knights to maids and even the royal, all eyes are transfixed on the bout going on between the two silver haired men or rather many and boy. The man wielding a common steel sword while the boy is duel wielding with common swords. The clashing of swords and heavy breathing is the only sound in the training yard as everyone is holding their breath watching this amazing duel. The man thrusts and the boy parries with his right and counters with his left, the man sees this and pulls back but it's feint and boy counters with the sword that was partying and stops the sword at the ma's neck. Suddenly applause rings out as everyone turns to see the princess clapping. The other spectators also start clapping as it was a fine bout. "Haa I finally ha win" prince Damien says to his father and mentor. "Haa That you haa did, brilliant feint". Daemon says, not even sour about the loss in fact he seems happy. " A truly fine showing my princes". Ser Ryam Redwyne says to both of them looking as proud as Daemon because after he taught both of them. He was the one who taught Daemon and Daemon asked him for help while training Damien.
"Thank you ser, and for your tutelage during my time here in kingslanding". Damien says to the lord commander as he puts away the words on the rack. Ser Ryam just nods at his thanks and gives him looks that conveys his pleasure to have helped." Alright old man bring me my sword" Damien says with a shit eating grin. "Hahahaha" some of the spectators laugh at his words. Daemon groans good naturedly at his son's teasing. Daemon goes to a knight holding his sword and he unsheathes it and starts approaching Damien. "Kneel". He says with a smile as he looks at Damien's confounded face.
Damien POV:
What the fuck?. That's all that's going through my mind as I look at father's face as he tells me to kneel. I feel a hand on my shoulder as it brings me out of my thoughts, I see father smiling at me and gently forcing me to kneel. " You earned this Damien, I more than anyone know that and it would be my pleasure to do this". He tells me as I kneel. I look up at him and he smiles at me, his roughish smile.
"In the name of the Warrior, I charge you to be brave
In the name of the Father, I charge you to be just
In the name of the Mother, I charge you to defend the young and innocent
In the name of the Maid, I charge you to protect all women
the name of the Crone, I charge you to respect the laws of gods and men
do you Damien Targaryen swear before the eyes of gods and men
to defend those who cannot defend themselves, to protect all women and children, to obey your captains, your liege lord, and your king, to fight bravely when needed and do such other tasks as are laid upon you, however hard or humble or dangerous they may be?". He says the knighting words.
"Aye I do ". I say after him.
"Then you may rise a knight"
Suddenly people are clapping again and I have huge smile on my face, I mean what kind of guy hasn't dreamed of being a knight before, what guy hasn't played with sticks pretending they're swords, who hasn't wished to wield a legendary blade like Arthur Pendragon? Every guy has had that fantasy and now I'm living it, I'm the one people will envy, I will wield legendary swords. This is the best day of my life. "Young dragon" "Young dragon""Young dragon" I'm brought out of my musings by the people chanting, guess I have a title, too bad I stole this from daeron the young dragon, heh, or rather he stole it from me, since he hasn't been born yet and might never be. At least "Young dragon" as my first title is good one. The crowd finally disperses as father calls me over. "Take it, it's yours now". Father says as he hands me darksister. I look at it for a while then I look at him. "No". I say and that's because I no longer need it. "What?". He says looking confused. " It's okay, I no longer need it, but thank you". I say with sincerity. He smiles back at me and we both head into the keep to take a bath.
Holding back is really hard, but I'm glad I only used my sword skills and nothing else, my fighting experience has shit up a lot, and damn is father a prodigy, he was also improving these past 2 years. Now someone might be saying you idiot that's a valyrian steel sword why would you not take it. Well the answer is is simple I no longer need it because of an essence I chose in the year 104AC, the strongest essence of them all:
Essence of gacha
*Ability to randomly get get one item or person of importance in fiction per roll, shown as cards, can be summoned but can't revert back.
*Access to a list detailing the cards
* Some cards can increase the strength of other summoned items only.
* Assimilation slot and cards can be summoned to increase assimilation slots
* Items summoned through gacha always work no matter the universe.
* You get one gacha point everyday, there money exchange is not available with this essence.
The fact I can't use money to exchange gacha points was a bummer but otherwise I'm happy because of all that I got. And I chose a power this year, the power I chose is druidic transformation, I read it from a fan fic, the ability was inspired by merlin, it basically allows you to turn into any animal that you have seen or one that you know intimately. I just wanted to experience flying that's why I chose this power, unfortunately I don't have enough magic in my body to turn into a dragon, well not yet anyway but every other animal I can turn into and combined with intuitive aptitude and essence of the warrior I can use my animal bodies like i was born with them. My favourite animals so far are a raven, a stag and a lion. The flexibility and balance of a lion is insane.
Anyway point is I no longer need darksister because I've gotten a lot of good things these past 2 years. I think as I mentally check my my gacha panel.
{Status}
Name: Damien Royce Targaryen
Race: Human (valyrian & firstmen)
Age: 8
[Character Assimilation]
*Fully assimilated
- Eric (The huntsman and winter's war)
- Damian Wayne (son of batman)
- Gordon Ramsay
- Arthur Pendragon ( King Arthur:legend of the sword)
- Bruno Mars
- Tarzan
*In progress
- Spencer Reid 79%
- Toji fushiguro 20%
Characters summoned
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{Powers}
- Telekinesis
- Greensight
- Dragon dreams
- Fire resistance
- Skinchanging
- Intuitive aptitude
- Druidic transformation
- Gandalfr
- Essence of the (warrior, scholar, brain)
Equipped items
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Inventory
- Nightcrawler (character card)
- Full potion x15
- 5000 grams of vibranium
- Frankenstein mask (death race)
- Maze demon daggers (Lucifer)
- Van rys brandy x3
- Supersoldier serum x4
- Elder wand
- Blackfyre
- Emily Bennett's grimoire
- Ebony and Ivory
- Maleficent's wings
- Ultimate Captain America's shield
- Agent zero' s knife (marvel)
- 1 kilogram of mithril
- 67 impala (Supernatural)
This is what I've collected in two years, of course that's not all of it, some was food that ate others were useless things I threw away or burned. The Toji card still gets my heart even after a moon of assimilation. Anyway I've been in the capital for a while now guess it's time to move on. My next destination is the citadel, it's time to put my essence of the scholar to use.
3 days later
Dragonpit
3rd POV:
In the dragonpit you can see Daemon with Rhaenyra and Damien saying their farewells. A shadow suddenly appears above and you can see a black dragon slightly bigger than the dragon melys. " I still can't believe how big he has become". Rhaenyra says to Damien. " Well they do say dragons reflect their riders temperaments, so maybe they also reflect their talents". Damien says with a cheeky smile. Daemon snorts at that while Rhaenyra pouts. Damien then gives them both a hug and starts walking towards Erebus. The dragon lowers it's head and Damien takes out his new dragon helmet from the pouch and then Erebus lowers his wing so he can climb. He starts waving goodbye at Rhaenyra and his father. He suddenly feels like he forgot something, but if he forgot then it probably wasn't important.
"Sovegn Erebus". Damien commands his dragon to fly, and off he goes to the citadel.
2 moons later
3rd POV:
In a grand library of the citadel you can see a young man on a table with a pile of books on his left and right and with four open books in front of him as he continues flipping and reading them simultaneously. He suddenly stops reading and raises his head from the desk and looks up as he hears someone's footsteps approaching. "My prince, a letter came for you". A young accolade says to Damien with a look of awe on his face. Apparently he's a fan of Damien. "Thank you Samwell". He says with a friendly smile. "You're welcome my prince". Samwell says as he excuses himself.
Damien opens the letter and starts reading for a few seconds before his face changes. "Fuck". He exlaims in anger. 'So that's what that nagging feel was about when I was leaving kingslanding'. He thinks while his eye is on the letter announcing the death of the queen. 'I can't believe I forgot about this, I should have chosen essence of the mad doctor, but I was focused only on my growth'. Haa. He sighs in sadness and a little guilt. 'Time for another funeral, that's my fifth funeral in kingslanding in the eight namedays I've been here, the house of the dragon surely seems cursed'.