We both flew to the house of Mopatis. On the way, he informed me about the security around the eggs, which wasn't much as no one was guarding them and they were stored in a vault. The Mopatis believed that no one would be foolish enough to try and steal the eggs as they were one of the most powerful houses in the city and the city was free. However, I intended to take what was mine.
So, I easily infiltrated the house by transforming into a mouse. Once inside, I located the vault with the help of a raven and melted the vault door with my fiery breath. Inside the vault, I found a 5x5 room filled with gold, jewelry, gems, and coins, with the dragon eggs at its center. The dragon eggs were beautiful, which reminded me to visit Valyria, the former home of dragons, Valyrian steel, blood magic, and other dark arts.
I know about the Doom of Valyria and what caused it, according to the books from both worlds. On the day of the Doom, a massive explosion from the Fourteen Flames filled the air with ash, smoke, and fire, killing dragons and destroying the surrounding cities, temples, and palaces. The earthquakes turned lakes into acid and the tsunamis destroyed the islands of Velos and Ghozai on the Isle of Cedars.
The Doom is believed to be a natural calamity caused by the eruption of the Fourteen Flames, but some septons believe it was due to the Valyrians delving too deep into the seven hells, while others attribute it to failed Valyrian spells, the curse of Garin the Great, the fire of R'hllor, or infighting between dragonlords and fire mages.
However, I don't care about such things. I know no mortal can survive in Valyria, but I am not mortal. The dragon eggs, bathed in the blood of Valyrians, Targaryens, dragons, and users of blood magic and dark arts, as well as countless sea, air, and ground creatures, could potentially become the strongest dragons ever seen by the world. That's why I'm interested.
So much blood could forge them into a creature of incalculable power if even a few dragon eggs survived there. I could forge them into weapons of mass destruction, but the emphasis is on "if".
I will go there, but not now. Maybe two or three years later when I am able to make my men into monsters that can survive there. For now, I will try to make them better than they've ever been.
I will not hatch the dragon eggs now. I will hatch them in old Valyria if I find any dragon eggs there. That would be great, but if I don't find any, then the souls of the dead in Valyria are enough to bring these dragons to life as a catastrophe. Whatever it is, I will have more than fire-breathing creatures. I will have my cataclysms.
"Focus, Drake, focus," I thought to myself. I could think about all of this later. I am here in Volantis as a fire-breathing mouse, taking what is rightfully mine. So I should focus on the current matter at hand.
As I looked at the dragon eggs one final time, I stored them in my inventory. I also collected some text from them for taking my eggs from me. With those thoughts, they paid me half of the things in the vault—gold, gems, and coins. As a merciful king and god, I let them keep half of it so they wouldn't die out there.
So after collecting all of my taxes, I jumped out of the vault and made my way out of the place, which was even easier than before. As a rat, I fell from the sky and transformed back into an eagle. I left the place and headed over to her location.
I rode the sky towards her location in some temple. According to my birds, her life was stumbling, and she wasn't able to talk or see the visions in the flames.
This had been happening since I was born here. I didn't know if this would spread to other people who were able to talk to their gods or not. It needed to be thoroughly examined. If it did, then the one who sent me here made sure that the so-called gods of this world wouldn't be able to interfere with my work, which was good. If not, then let me know what they could throw at me. I will take them all, like I always do. They wouldn't be the first challenge in my life, nor the last.
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3rd Person Pov
As we see a lady in red standing in front of a huge fire, she was looking into it as if trying to see something in the flames…
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Again, I see nothing. I do not know what I did wrong or am doing wrong. Please, my Lord, tell me so I can try my best to do the right things to the best of my ability. You are my light, my master, my Lord. Why are you not answering my calls? It has been more than 8 years since I last saw you. Show yourself, my Lord.
"You were always there for me, even from when I was born and raised by my mother, a slave living in poverty. I only knew hunger as a child, but you were still with me. As a young woman, I lived on a single bowl of unpalatable stew each day.
"You were there when I was sold to a red temple at an early age. I learned the Common Tongue, High Valyrian, and the tongue of Asshai while in your service.
"I have served you since birth and practiced your art for "years beyond count." I traveled to Dragonstone on your command to search for the prophesied prince, Azor Ahai, who would lead the war for the dawn against the Great Other, your enemy, R'hllor. I believed that Dragonstone was where Azor Ahai would be reborn.
"I have been your tool my whole life. I have burned your enemies and those who denied your existence. Yet, here we are, more than 8 years later, and you still do not answer me.
"Suddenly, a cold, sweet, yet unsettling voice interrupted my thoughts, 'Maybe your Lord is not that strong after all, just a fake god sitting on a fake throne.' The voice caused shivers to run through my body.
"As I turned around, I saw that the orange flames of R'hllor were now a beautiful, bright blue. The voice taunted me again, 'Your so-called Lord is truly worthless. Don't you think? Not answering the call of such a beautiful lady.'
"I got goosebumps all over as the voice became colder and came from above. 'You seem sad for someone you have never seen,' the voice said.
"I looked up and saw the bright blue flames burning brighter than the flames of R'hllor. 'In the name of my Lord, who are you?' I demanded, angry that someone would insult my Lord.
"Hahaha haha very bold of you to say that, don't you see your lord holds no power over me? He's a coward hiding behind the back of the foolishness of people like you," again I heard the voice from behind me as a hand was placed on my left shoulder. *Clank* I intently took out the Valyrians Steel knife that I had turned and tried to stab him in the heart…
And this time someone with the knife was about to touch his skin and I had a smile on my face as the foolish man was about to die, but before the knife could even make contact with his skin it was stopped by a fingernail. It all happened so fast that I didn't know how this even happened.
As I looked down, the first thing I noticed was that he wasn't very tall. Then, I noticed his bright blood-red eyes, glowing brighter in the night than anything I've ever seen, brighter than the flames of R'hllor, and brighter than the light of R'hllor.
Next, I saw his big, sharp fangs and handsome face. He was so good-looking, it felt like a dream. the most handsome man she had ever seen, for her R'hllor, her God was all ways the best, nothing compared to him.
"What a fine child's toy you have," he said with a grin on his face, as he looked at me with his blood-red eyes.
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No one Pov…
As I landed swiftly on the branches of the tree, I looked at her. She appeared to be trying to connect with her supposed lord. She was beautiful, with long copper-colored hair, striking red eyes, and pale, unblemished skin. The priestess was slender, graceful, and stood at nearly 5'11". She had full breasts, a narrow waist, and a heart-shaped face. Her deep, melodic voice evoked images of spices like anise, nutmeg, and cloves.
I transformed back into my form and noticed that my fangs had grown after my first blood. I used my super speed to get behind her and whispered in her ear. She turned around, but I was gone. I extinguished an orange fire with my own blue flames, which I had developed after thousands of hours of practice.
I continued to play games, sometimes whispering in her ear and sometimes stopping her dagger with my hard skin. As we stared at each other for a few minutes, I said to her, "You see how cowardly your god truly is."
She spoke with anger in her eyes, "I will not have you insulting my Lord."
I asked, "And what would you do?" as I grabbed her left hand that was holding the dagger and placed my other hand on her waist. She tried to free herself and said, "Unhand me or my lord will have you burned." Her body trembled from my touch.
"Ooh, really? Come on, call upon your god. I want to see him. I can't just tell him to do something unnatural. I want to see," I said to her as the distance between our lips continued to get closer.
At my words, she fell silent. It was not surprising, as her god had not answered her prayers for the past eight years, despite her best efforts to worship him by burning all kinds of people, both innocent and guilty, and trying to plead with him for hours.
"You see, even if you don't believe in him, he's just an impostor calling himself a god. But don't worry, my dear. I heard your calls, and your new god is standing before you," I said, stunning her to the core as I released her body that remained motionless.
For the next few minutes, the only sound that could be heard was her slowed breathing. As I gave her time to collect her thoughts, I said, "Now, kneel in front of your new lord, the one true god." She looked at me as if she had misheard me.
It was time to show her the true meaning of a god as I used my Weather Control to its full potential. I controlled the droplets in the air to condense rapidly into clouds, making the clouds darker and covering a larger space with each passing second.
But what was truly terrifying was that I discovered that this ability could do much more than just change the weather. With a smirk, I controlled the clouds to spin around me, forming a spiral in the now moonless and starless sky.
Her face drained of color as she looked up at the sky and saw only dark clouds, with red lightning dancing like hundreds of snakes within the spiral of clouds. The wind picked up, making the fire burn brighter, causing the earth to shake and animals and birds to flee.
The ominous red lightning made her body tremble as the thunder clapped and the earth beneath us shook with each BANG. With each strike, trees fell, burning with blue flames, causing the animals and birds to cry out and run rampant.
I raised my right arm, letting tens of tendrils of red lightning descend and strike my hand, connecting me to the heavens. "I said, kneel," I commanded in a heavy, domineering voice, as I was covered head to toe in fire and red lightning and my eyes shone red. With the swirling, thundering storm above me, I looked like a true demon that had descended.
When she hesitated, either from shock or fear, I released my aura, and the pressure made her legs give out and she fell to her knees.
"See, it wasn't that hard," I said as the wind stopped, the fire disappeared, and the clouds above faded away. "Now, your new god stands before you. Why not take the oath?" I said, looking down at her with horrifying eyes. It was clear that she could see that I was beyond her understanding.
"Now why are you looking at me like that, dear? As if you saw a monster. Don't you see your new God, the new Lord of Light, standing before you? Take your oath," I said. Next, I did something I had never tried before. I started to command the light and my body started to glow, as did the whole area. It was hard, but I kept a straight face.
She looked at me with wide eyes and an open jaw, then looked around and saw that night had turned into day. It was as if I had become the sun. Tears flowed from her eyes, but she still had a wide smile. I was slowly replacing the image of the old god in her mind with my show of power. If words served right, she was already a bit confused and desperate, so this should work. I had shown her that miracles could only be performed by gods.
"I, Melisandre, a red priestess of R'hllor and a shadow binder, hail from the city of Asshai in the Further East of Essos. With no name or mother or father, I leave behind the old god R'hllor and take an oath to serve the new lord, the one true God, now and forever. I will give him my guidance, my mind, my body, my soul, my heart, and do as he commands me."
Hearing her, I was so happy I wanted to jump and celebrate after all this worked. Either she really has some less screws in her brain or this world just works differently when it comes to women. After all my bullshit worked, I don't know what to say. But I controlled my happiness.
I walked towards her, and she looked at me and stood up as I took her hand. "See, it wasn't that hard," I said as our lips got closer. I wrapped my arms around her, my fingers skillfully roaming down her back before cupping her butt and pushing her onto my lap. She allowed me to kiss her deeply, and we began a tongue battle for dominance. Our kiss lasted for more than two minutes, and our mouths separated but still connected with a bridge of saliva. I could see a blush on her face, and she looked cute.
In her heart the person she strived for was her God and his Campion. This day her surprises were just beginning, he showed himself above everyone, not just power alone but in many things controlling all elements. she could still remember herself gawking like an idiot, when she saw his work, her eyes couldn't move from the scene, what he showed heavily shook her heart, there was no saying how many girls had fallen for him. Just by his looks.
She had a great view of him, he was a role model for her to look up to.
Her mind can't get off the chilling scene of those power blood red lighting blue flames animals kneeling to him, he looked just like a....king maybe more than a King a God.
After a while, I moved down, kissing her cheek, then her jawline, and eliciting a moan as I kissed her neck. Her ruby necklace was in the way, so I grabbed it, but she quickly grabbed my hand and looked at me. She knew what would happen if the necklace was removed from her body, but she thought I didn't know. So, I smiled and nodded, and she saw the confidence in my eyes and nodded back.
So again I moved my hand and and removed her necklace and before her ageing could take its effects *Aaa-mmmm Mmm Mmm ugh* my fangs extended and I took the bite. As she felt pain for a second then a pleasure sensation travelled to her whole body as she moaned while her whole body trembled and soon my Vemp bite took its effect, as she started to transform while I was still sucking her blood.
And the taste of her blood was even sweeter than everything that I drinked before, and soon she started to transform, as I let her neck go even though it was hard but I don't want to dry all her blood from her body.
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