I entered with Mr. Targaryen to the house, quite spacious, I could enter easily, but I have to admit, that the concentration of the people was elsewhere, the atmosphere felt with a lot of tension.
I could see dragons flying overhead, the "old woman" was possessed from what I heard, and the Targaryen's mission had a great impact on everyone's morale after his return. Most of the people who came towards us were humans armed with spears, armor either elegant or that made them look like walking tanks, until we entered the room where the humans were now dressed in Roman political garb, white togas that left much to the imagination between men and women.
A few turned to lord Targaryen, others looking at me so close to their lord feared, a dragon among them and more that the old woman was talking about it, it was no coincidence.
Elder: Oh great lord of the humans, make yourself present, the trio of ancients request your presence, ... there is not much time left.. you had better appear ....
Lord Targaryen: Well here I am, prophet of truth, if it is possible for me to ask, in which case no, I beg your pardon, with whom do I have the pleasure of speaking through my dear mother.
Elder: At last you appear! .... well, you are talking to the ancient trio... as your kind nicknamed us before the white era, since, it meant the breakup of the dragons and... yours.
Lord Targaryen: oh, excuse me if ancient lordship, I am sorry for my discourtesy, but what brings you to these parts, you and yours?
Elder: we have come to make a deal, in the last delirium of life, our mother, professed that one day, a human, whose shield was a three-headed dragon would finish with a powerful enemy, a being of cold and incalculable strength, that for a dragon would be its predatory equivalent and for humanity, extinction.
With these revaluations, everyone in the room fell silent, and the old woman paused and continued:
Elder: Therefore, we have all come to the house, whose crest is a three-headed dragon, to negotiate the arrival of the hero to your caste.
Lord Targaryen: Forgive my intrusion, but I don't think I understood what you meant.
Elder: DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT IT HUMAN!, well...* takes a long sigh*, let's do this right now, shall we, we will offer your house our blood so that your family, the Targaryen can tame us, being recognized as dragons inside the body of a human, of course, as long as the dragon wishes to be ridden by a human, being so, you will commit to protect, care and keep our children for all eternity, being in life or in death.
Lord Targagyen: But how?
Elder: You are predestined to fulfill the prophecy of our mother, as an advance, haven't you felt strange since you arrived from the mountain, do you know why since your arrival, the dragons that are now flying overhead, have not made any noise or even approached your people, mother now put her trust in you, we have only come not to negotiate, but to notify you of the task that has been entrusted to you.
From now on, your children, and your children's children, will be dragon tamers, you have to understand the weight that is being placed on you, to give you a clearer sense, now you will lead the dragon race into the future.
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the room once again filled with an even more embracing silence, but from all of them, the scent of the Targaryen intensified, any dragon would feel his anger, annoyance and frustration, he was not given a choice and now his people, his family would be in constant harassment, he would have to find a way to protect himself, now the dragons were like his family, whether he liked it or not, they were now his responsibility, he would not sacrifice so many lives just for their protection knowing that they were part of him.
Elder: Our time has come, the era of the dragons will rise with every decision that you and your decency take to guide them, they are like children, they cannot protect themselves, much less protect themselves from the bad ones that are coming, the era of the gods ends with this last act, now it is only the era of man and the rising of the dragon, we wish you the best of luck.
continued the old woman to disappear along with the mother of that Targaryen, the fury filled his mind, now, adding the death of his mother to the long list of things to process, without looking at the stupefied public and lords of the city, left the building, followed by a dragon almost as tall as him but even longer.
The Targaryen lord, once outside the building, raised his hands to the sky, crying out in pain and helplessness, right now, he had a duty, that not only a god, but, that his mother also mattered to him, that, even knowing that she was possessed, deep down, his instinct as a son and the relationship he had with his mother, almost psychic, took effect, where he did not find repudiation or hatred in the heart of his old mother, but found joy and regret, his time to die was near, offering his body voluntarily to "go in style".
Raising and shouting to the four winds, he shouted, as never before in his life, followed by him, the dragons in the vicinity and in the sky, raised their eyes to roar, responding to the actions of their current alpha, some even threw fire as a sign of respect, scaring several concerned citizens, but none raised his weapon in response, not unless his Lord indicated it.
His wife, who was pregnant, was notified of her love's return, subsequently leaving to rush to her beloved husband's chest in pain, having news for him.
But in the background, a snake dragon stood with an impressed face, not acting like the rest, just admiring the epic scene that was unfolding.
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System message: the user "Kurotomi", has obtained the title "Dragon of the Targaryens", due to his constant accompaniment to the Targaryen lord "Carthage the first".
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What a happier scene that I contemplated at the time, I felt a tickle in my throat again, however the dragons began to throw fire into the air, I could not concentrate on that sensation because of that spectacle.
after that, Mr. Targaryen, with eyes about to cry, ordered to build a fortress on the mountain, moving the newly born town to the cave where the dragons were centered, which had a lot of space, being a perfect place for everyone, although the Citizens were still not used to the abrupt change, but they fully trusted their Lord to guide them.
With so much work it became night, and as a gossip I was present throughout, roaring on one side, being fed by what is now called "Cartago" who I think became fond of me.
Right now I am in a type of room inside the cave that is bigger than it appears while several citizens are taking part of the mountain to start working, stopping their work to concentrate on resting.
My first day out of the egg ends, with a scene that will remain etched in my memory, with insecurity and discomfort I accommodate my super-long snake body to sleep.
Kurotomi: (*sighs*, of the things I've done today, it's been nothing more than being fed, and showing myself off to other humans... hem... System?)
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User status: -----
Name: Kutomi
Age: 1 years with one day
Level: 2 of ???
system type: Skill
Race: Universal Firstborn Dragon
Bloodline: Smaug the Golden, ???, ???, ???, ???, ???
(100% combinations based on 147360 results, summarized to the 6 most important)
(this type of system works based on what the user does, independent of his level, i.e., he only gains skills with effort, the rest of the stats /strength, speed, etc./ are only affected by the user's age {the older the dragon, the more strength and power he has}).
Skills:
=====I'm the author, and well... I don't know if you want me to make a whole cap destined to this kind of information, because writing this is just filler, so I'll just say that he has Smaug's invulnerability plus this one's crimson fire=========
Skill Points: 5 (available per level)
Purchasable items: None due to lack of points.
I was expecting to be more broken..... do I have to conform...?
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the poor dragon, mysteriously fell asleep, the fatigue of being born must have been very hard for him.
The Targaryen lord, who, like his new dragon children, was asleep, but he couldn't because of the anxiety of what his wife told him, she was pregnant, the tradition was to go to the continent of Essos to give birth at home, only they could not until their ships were fully recovered, the camp/town was provisional, in Essos they found no place and tried to go to the continent of Westeros for a better life, but the old gods played a trick on him sending him to a small island that was between the two areas.
They had been living there for half a year, dragons were constantly sighted in the distance, until the day before today, during the night, they heard screams of pain, fire covered the mountain and the sound of metal clashing against metal.
The mission was clear, to investigate what happened, although Carthage was not a coward, and he did not want his right hand, to go alone to a place where he would probably die, he knew that dragons did not harm, but he did not know if they were capable of retaliating in case his friend harmed them.
He didn't even know if his friend would harm them.
Fortunately or unfortunately, he found that little dragon, and the rest was already recorded for history and the memory of those present, how would he organize his new community?
thousands of miles from the Targaryen island, we are in Essos, where they receive news of the new islands, the discovery that until then were only known in the legends and stories of the white era, the dragons.
How was that possible? that didn't matter to the king of essos, he only had his eye on having those dragons for himself. currently, essos was at war, for a conflict of power, right now, its king had no authority. he was not very different from a lord of any other house under his mantle.
He had to have those dragons by hook or by crook, remembering his relationships, he would try to get his friends to return to Essos to be part of his new project "The Valyrian Empire", which would unify both Westeros and Essos to avoid killing more people unnecessarily, encouraged, he personally wrote a letter to the Targaryen lord who would possibly appear before him and his island within 5 days, signing it with his personal signature, as lord of Essos or Lord of his house, if not as "Shang the Magnificent".
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pi, pi, pi, pi, was that the sound of my alarm, nah, or was it, I want my house..... good to start the new day.
now that I have a system, everything will be easier and simpler, I only have to kill creatures to gain levels, with those levels I can increase my strength, skills and titles.
System: Incorrect, your system will only grant you skills based on your effort, and your strength, speed and intelligence, is totally linked to your age and lifestyle (although it is not necessary to exercise but to eat well).
... Even my system doesn't love me...
leaving my room quite uncomfortable and with regret I head to the exit that is still being carved by some citizens, followed by some dragons were helping with the heavy work to build it.
using their fire as a forge, their size and strength as a transporter of materials and sometimes, as a support structure.
Dragon: Do I really have to do it?
says a dragon towards the Targaryen, looking at some materials on the ground.
Lord Targaryen: Oh great dragon, please move these materials to the other side of the island to build the bay.
Dragon:....., you better give me a good cut of that thing they call "cow", or else I'll burn those fools for it, brother.
The dragon willingly takes the materials with his mouth, making sure to break some in the process, others, unlike him, are flying over the area, while I approach with curiosity to the forest, to which several humans are heading with axes in hand.
Adult Dragon: Very well little ones, this will be your first job, you have to locate, hunt, and kill every animal you find and bring it back, whoever brings more animals, will have a "cow" cut as a prize.
Excited, several of these hatchlings took the initiative to run into the forest, with some humans waiting for them to clear the forest.
Adult Dragon: Hey you, useless hatchling, go immediately with them or I won't give you anything!
He said to throw me with his tail towards the forest, with a surprised look at the dragon's actions, a few of them backed up because of the "conversation" of roars and body signals that the dragon made to the hatchlings and then throws one of them.
Kurotomi: ¡¡Goddd, heighhhht, help meeeeee!!!