Jon had no intentions of going against Edwyn and the rest of the lords of North begrudgingly accepted Edwyn as the King of the Seven Kingdoms and Daenerys as his Queen. The two sides of the chess board were finally set.
Edwyn had the north, the free folk, the riverlands, Yara Greyjoy and her Ironborn and the Unsullied. Combined, they numbered around a hundred thousand.
Meanwhile, Tommen had managed to spread Kzarka's madness to the masses. King's landing had never seen such desperate times since the sacking done by Tywin Lannister at the of Robert's rebellion.
Sitting in the tent, Edwyn read his trusted man's letter to all the lords.
[My king,
King's Landing weeps today. I implore you to save us from your brother. Madness as taken him and his army.
Your people are being tormented to death. Many of my men have been put to the sword. I do not know how long do I have before I too am sacrificed in the name of Tommen's lord.
Kzarka is what he is called. His mere appearance is enough to induce terrible nightmares to his victims. To think such an evil would be inflicted upon us. They say that he was sent to Westeros by the gods to fight you. If it is an act of the gods then I spit to their names!
Your Grace, we are desperate. Please, save us. I do know how much longer would I be able to endure. In dread I wait for the day they will come for my family. I do not want to watch my son being butchered in the middle of the streets, his blood and flesh being eaten as a form of offering.
Save us... Save your people. We have remained loyal to you to this very day. I have faith in you, my king. Save us from this evil.
Borgy]
"We will march upon King's landing now. I cannot wait any longer."
Many of the lords nodded to Edwyn. They couldn't believe what was written in the letter.
Edwyn himself was shaking from anger. He walked out of the tent as the lords left to gather their men. He looked at the sky and thought, 'Is this what you wanted? So much misery and suffering is being inflicted upon the common folk. Why? Because you were afraid of me? Kzarka is at large and yet, you all still hide in your abode. These people worshiped you and you abandoned them. One way or the other, after I have dealt with Kzarka, I'm coming after you.'
(NAGOT)
Tommen watched with sadistic glee as Edwyn's army emerged on the horizon.
'Yes... You are finally here, 'brother'. I cannot wait to rip your heart out. No, that will be mercy. No.. I will capture you. Yes, capture you and your bitch. Then, I will release my men upon her and make you watch. Then, I will slaughter all those whom you hold dear. Vengeance will be mine, 'brother'.'
"Lord Commander!! It is time! Send the first wave!"
(NAGOT)
Edwyn watched with eyes wide as hoardes of men ran out of the open gates of King's Landing. His instinctive reaction was to order his men to lose arrows upon the incomming enemies. But, he frowned when he saw that they didn't have any armour on them.
He focused his vision on the hoarde and saw that they were not part of any army. They were common folk, gagged and bound to the weapon in their hands.
"What kind of sick tactic is this. Do not attack!! I repeat, do not attack!! They are common folk!! Rescue them and take them away from the battlefield!!!"
His voice boomed all over the area. As the hoarde came near, Edwyn could see the relief in their eyes as they realised that he was not going to attack them.
Edwyn's soldiers began undoing the binds on the common folk and taking them away when suddenly, a few of them started attacking. Even Edwyn was targeted. He grabbed his attacker by the throat and gazed into his eyes. There was something strange about the attacking men. Their eyes had no whites in them. Instead, they were completely black and emanated a faint and eiree aura of madness.
Edwyn immediately ordered, "Attack anyone that has completely blackened eyes!!"
Up on his tower, Tommen sighed and said, "Oh... He saw through it very quickly. I would have been disappointed if he did not. Lord Kzarka, my 'brother' is distracted. He and his men are busy saving the pathetic worms. Now is the time to attack."
'I couldn't agree more.. son. Send them out.'
With a nod from Tommen, his real army emerged on the battlefield. Crazed by Kzarka and strengthened by his magic, the men charged towards Edwyn and his army like starved predators.
"Brace!! Incoming!!!"
The men had little time to prepare themselves before the maddened army of Tommen poured upon them like a gigantic wave.
'Multi-Shadow clone jutsu!'
Hundreds of look-alikes of Edwyn puffed out from thin air and began their counterattack. He was not going to hold back. He slashed his sword in an arc and split hundreds of bewitched men in half. Then, he quickly created miniature rasenshurikens in his hands and threw them. Their explosion engulfed a bulk of bewitched men and shredded then into a bloody mist.
Edwyn attack had a created a moment of respite for his men. Taking his chance, he said, "This is it!! This battle shall determine the future of Westeros!! Fight for your land! Fight for your comrades and fight for your families! For glory and for a safe future, charge!!!!"
*RRRRAAAAAAAGGGHHHH*
The two armies finally met for one last battle.
Back in the city, Tommen was shaking in fear and rage.
"You lied to me! You said he was weak! He is slaughtering my men! We don'teven have any leverage! You made me send all the common folk out to attack him! Lord Kzarka! Do something!"
'Gladly.'
*CRUNCH* *SQUELCH* *RIP* *RIP* *SQUELCH* *SNAP* CRUNCH* *BREAK* *RIP* *TEAR* *SQUELCH* *CRUNCH* *SLURP*
"What a dumb human. I had fun twisting you to my side. But, you were too useless. *Tsk* He even tasted bad."
Kzarka wiped away the blood that was dripping from his chin, licked his hand and spat.
"So bland."
Then began his metamorphosis. His human shell cracked and slowly he emerged from the back. Seven feet... Nine feet.. thirteen feet... and slowly, the ceiling was too low and the building too weak to support his size.
*ROAR*
He emerged theough the rubble, towering over the entire city. His ungodly roar filling Edwyn's men with such dread that abandoned the battlefield and ran for their lives. Some were so shocked that they couldn't breathe and move at all.
"Edwyn Baratheon!!! Finally, we meet!!!"
Kzarka then created numerous balls of violet flames that swirled around him.
"Accept this greeting!!"
The balls were launched towards Edwyn who immediately ordered his men to evacuate. He then proceded to created clones that created giant rasengans to counter the attack. The resulting explosion sent shockwaves that swept away the dead bodies on the battlefied.
Kzarka's fire was so hot, it scorched the grass and charred the ground despite of being countered by Edwyn's clones.
'Seventh gate: Gate of Wonder, open.'
And so ensued the battle of gods.
Edwyn attacked Kzarka with all of his might.
The men, women, children and the gods watched with bated breaths as Edwyn and Kzarka fought an apocalyptic battle. The lord of corruption roared and released a massive stream of fire towards Edwyn. It was so devastating that the land seemed to vaporize under it.
Edwyn immediately reacted by creating a number of seals and raised the sea itself to counter Kzarka's flames.
'Suiton kinjutsu: God of the sea, tsunami.'
Tall walls of water poured from the sea and intercepted the incomming fire. A massive amount of mist and steam engulfed the battlefield in the aftermath.
From a hiraishin kunai flying over Kzarka's head, Edwyn appeared in a flash of black and red.
'Suiton: Water dragon biting explosion.'
Gigantic dragons made of water attacked Kzarka from all sides, biting into his skin exploding against him. The behemoth roared in pain and hatred.
Edwyn wasted no time and followed his attack with another.
'Raiton: Banquet of Lightning.'
Thousands of bolts of lightning struck Kzarka mercilessly. The monster could do nothing against such an attack. Bleeding from his numerous wounds, he roared in pain as the lightning charred his blood and skin.
Desperate to survive, Kzarka swept his arm at Edwyn and sent him flying hundreds of yards away.
Edwyn's fall was brutal and his armour broke into pieces and pierced his skin. He was sure that he had numerous broken bones. Despite of the pain, he got up and sped back towards Kzarka.
He created dozens of clones and they attacked in unison.
'Futon: Rasenshuriken barrage.'
Kzarka was helpless as he watched the orbs of death approach him at high speeds. They exploded against his body and shredded him.
It was time to deliver the finishing blow. He teleported close to Kzarka's head and after numerous hand seals...
'Katon: Grand destruction.'
Edwyn's chakra rapidly expanded ouside his body and created a massive explosion that decimated everything in its path. Everything within a mile of Edwyn was reduced to rubble.
Nothing was left of King's landing. The entire city was whiped off the map of Westeros.
Kzarka, who was closest to the epicenter, was vaporized.
For thousands of years he had laid in wait to exact his revenge upon the gods. But, he had failed.
The war for Westeros was over.
Edwyn had won.