"People lie, your wife your children your parents, the only creature that wont lie to you is your dragon."
Aegon Targaryen to *********************
Aegon felt his body and mind heat up and the wounds that were hurting seconds ago healed only leaving scars.
Aegon felt his mind become clearer and his strength increase, a choice was made he needed to be stronger to kill more people to earn more points.
Even the natural killer had begun to realize he was becoming very close to only seeing people as points.
As he sank deeper into his thoughts someone entered his tent breaking him from his daze.
He looked up and spotted her.
Lyessa the Dothraki woman he had slept with before was back again, she looked at him and smiled.
"The numbers have been done, the tribe has grown to eleven thousand five hundred." she said as she approached him and slipped onto his lap.
Aegon simply wrapped his hand around her waist and spoke.
"Mhm, that report could have waited until morning, so why are you really here?"
He asked as his hand slipped between her legs, as she opened them giving him access, her eyes never leaving his.
"I've come to release the stress of my Khal....Ahhhh!!!!" she managed to squeeze out before her head threw back and she let out a moan as Aegon's hand moved between her legs.
Aegon pulled his hand from between her legs as liquid dripped from his fingers.
In one fluid motion, Aegon lifted her up and threw her on the fur-covered bed as he took off the fur that was covering his body.
His eyes met hers as she gazed up at him from the bed.
"Then come help me release this stress." Aegon said smiling and pointing to his fully erect member.
Lyessa smiled and crawled towards him grabbed it with one hand brought her mouth close and whispered.
"As you wish my Khal."
For the next three months, the endless green sea of the Dothraki plains bore witness to the rise of a new power.
Aegon did not stop moving.
There were no encounters with big khalasars, but small groups of a hundred or sometimes a few thousand were encountered.
Aegon engaged them all. The Dothraki bore witness to Aegon's hunt, and their number grew soon to eighteen thousand strong. After three months, Aegon's hunt stopped as he had gotten what he wanted. He even managed to get three more bloodriders who could give him points from their kills.
Name: Aegon Targaryen
Age: 14
Free Points: 13,356
Skills ( max skill level is 15/ normal people can only reach lv10 max in any skill): Swordsman (lv 10), dagger (lv 2) Archery (lv 10), Dothraki language (lv5)
Body: 200
Mind:170
Blood:410
Subordinates: Jacko, Baqo, Rakho, Vezho, Khalmor
Aegon sat in his tent next to him was Lyessa covered in fur and fast asleep, the woman had shared his bed almost every night for the past three months.
A smile appeared on Aegons face as he saw the amount of point he had.
"System increase bloodline awakening."
(Ding!! Starting process.)
This time, the process wasn't painful. Aegon's silver hair shone brighter, his eyes deeper purple and a gentle stream of information flowed into his mind, teaching him about magic and how to perform certain rituals—there were many.
Most targeted at strengthening, cursing, and controlling people. Not one was about healing.
Name: Aegon Targaryen
Age: 14
Free Points: 3356
Skills ( max skill level is 15/ normal people can only reach lv10 max in any skill): Swordsman (lv 10), dagger (lv 2) Archery (lv 10), Dothraki language (lv5), flame immunity, Warging(lv1) Blood magic proficiency(lv1), sacrificial magic proficiency(lv1)
Body: 260
Mind:220
Blood:10,410
Subordinates: Jacko, Baqo, Rakho, Vezho, Khalmor
(Ding!!, host be advised increasing blood or sacrificial magic level won't give you new knowledge it will only make you better at using the knowledge you already have. As for flame immunity, there is no level you are immune to fire except dragon fire and wildfire.)
Aegon stayed still digesting all the magic knowledge he got, and after three hours he was done.
He got just what he wanted most the way to enhance his bloodriders.
After a week's rest, the hunt began once again, this time Aegon kept some Dothraki from the enemy tribes alive until the captures reached one hundred and the full moon was hanging high in the sky.
It signaled the perfect time to perform the ritual Aegon was about to do.
Aefon and his bloodriders and the captured Dothraki had left the camp and wandered a distance away.
As the moon reached its highest Aegon began his normal voice replaced by a demonic noise as no one could understand what he was saying.
But his bloodriders didn't seem surprised as one by one they slit the throats of the men they had captured each killing ten men each the ground soaked in blood.
"In the name of the dragon, blood for blood and strength for strength."
From the first time he started talking this was the only thing Aegon said that could be understood.
The blood that was pooled on the ground suddenly started moving separating into tendrils and heading for the bloodriders.
The blood forced its way into their skin into their body as they swelled and started screaming.
Aegon had warned them before that the pain would be intense but they all agreed to go through it.
The screams lasted hours, leaving the bloodrides on the ground too weak to stand, but they had all survived.
Aegon knew when they regained their strength they would be three times stronger than they were before and they were already far stronger than the average man before this increase.
But for now, that would be the best he could make them, for a better ritual he most likely would have to wait until his bloodline upgraded again, the first men had their own ritual but he didn't have the things nor was he in the tight location to do it.
But this would be enough for now.