111 AC
King's Landing, Tourny grounds
First Person POV,
Aemon Targaryen
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Aemon went to sleep in his bed like any other night. The day had been a grand success like no other and even if his dreams were discomforting the money he'd made today was comfort enough.
Slowly he drifted off dreaming of naked women and dragons and naked women who looked like dragons or whatever. It was a pleasant dream where he was given everything he could ever ask for.
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300 AC
King's Landing
Third-person POV
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"And that children, is why democracy is a lie and the Targaryen dynasty should reign for 1000 years and a thousand more." A kind-looking older man said as he sat in front of a group of pale-haired children. Each of them had purple eyes not to dissimilar a shade from his own.
"Okay!" The small crowd of children replied in unison each of them having enjoyed story time.
"Alright now children it's time for bed, I already have you a story as promised." The older man said coming a hand through his long white beard. His other hand scratched a full head of pale gold hair that still defiantly attempted to curl even after all these years.
"Aww, man!" One boy shouted his hair was a mix of black and white.
"This sucks!" Another, the eldest with glimmering golden locks said.
"But I don't wanna go to bed!" One of a pair of female twins cried out. Her sister took her hand but said nothing.
"Now now children we made a deal and you wouldn't want to go back on your word now would you?" His purple eyes like gems scanned the room, occasionally locking with one of the children's own.
The children grumbled but said nothing in particular to disagree with the man.
"Alright kids we have a long day of looksmaxing tomorrow so make sure your face cards a perfect for your first class of the day. Goodnight everyone."
"Goodnight pop pop!" The all said standing up but before they could go a man who'd been standing in the corner before, came over and whispered in the old man's ear.
"Your grace the Night King just got past the wall. They're saying he's mastered reverse grip technique and he's coming for you, sir."
The old man nodded then stood up. His height was immense and only rivaled by his own glorious aura. After taking a few moments to aura farm the old man left to suit up in his armor.
After that, he rode atop his dragon. Chadcalagon to the wall and met face to face with the Night King.
The two of them faced off, The strongest Aura farmer in history vs the strongest Aura farmer of today. The Night King stood atop an ice dragon of equal size to Chadcalagon in anticipation of his opponent's first move.
The dragon, Arthus the bitch king, growled and locked eyes with Chadcalagon. The two felt the same dramatic tension as their riders.
Starting the battle the old man ripped of his beard in one motion revealing himself to be the one and only John Targaryen, first of his name, king of the betas, the aphas, and the omegas, lord of the group chat, and protector of the fam.
Then he slept from the back of the dragon immediately firing off a fresh attack with a shout of "Go band 4 for band fn!"
The night king lept from his ice dragon as well and responded with one his strongest attacks in turn.
"Game of Thrones final season!" The frigid monster roared, his voice was a whisper and an avalanche all at one.
The two attacks met mid-air with a massive explosion of light. The two kept their eyes locked even through the blinding light.
Meanwhile the twin dragons above stopped aura farming and started a beam clash. Chadcalagon smashed X as fast as he could but despite this the two seemed equally matched.
As the mist cleared the Night King and Jon Targaryen stood mead inches away from each other continuing their stare down. The two got closer and closer staring deeply into each other's eyes. Then the Night King blinked and John disappeared and reappeared behind him.
"We can either do this the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours!"
[Black Flash]
The attack landed cleanly but the rumors appeared true. The Night King managed to use reverse grip technique within a split second allowing him to negate Jons backshots. Despite being the strongest back shorter in history even John had to find away around this.
So reflexively he decided to take on a binding vow. He would be able to use his back shots on those who had already unlocked the reverse grip technique in exchange he could no longer watch any Adam Sadler movies.
To amend this Jon undertook another binding vow. He could watch Adam sander movies but only after watching every single Tyler Perry's Madea movie while eating caramel popcorn. Jon hates Carmel corn so the binding vow was accepted.
As a result when Jon goes for a back shot there is not a single person alive who can negate his back shots.
With the sole exception of Satoru Gojo of course.
But before Jon could attempt another attack the Night King summoned his strongest ally from his shadow.
"With this treasure I summon… the reading comprehension curse!"
John's eyes went wide. As the greatest larper in history there wasn't a single more dangerous curse he didn't know the abilities of… with the sole exception of the reading comprehension curse of course.
Knowing that the curse's aura farming abilities would change the entire battle. Jon decided that he needed to end things quickly.
But that's how looses think. So instead he charged right at the curse who in turn charged at him. The two clashed exchanging blow after blow for what felt like an eternity. In the background the Night King began charging his plot defying inverted spear of bad writing.
Then he threw it directed the attack directly at Chadcalagons chest. The dragon still caught in a beam clash attempted to deflect the spear with his massive musculature but was unsuccessful. Which resulted in him losing this beam struggle.
The Night King then skipped over to the downed dragon aiming to resurrect him.
He reached for the beast only for nothing to happen.
"You killed me with your plot spear? Who decided that?" Chadcalagon said before surprise attacking the night king so hard he smashed into the wall smashing a hole into it.
The night king quickly reimmeged busting through the wall like the Kool-Aid man. Before he could react though the reading comprehension curse came slamming into him from the side.
He tanked the blow setting the curse down. Then he turned his head to see John Targaryen emerging from the ice of the north like the one who left it all behind.
The reading comprehension curse though strong was no match for John.
"You may have caused me a little trouble but nah I'd win!" he shouted as he began to float upwards. Turns out he managed to get around the reading comprehension curse abilities by using the cursed tool "Za for the low".
He continued to float in the air and turned upside down. And pointing at the frigid duo.
"Throughout all of a song of ice and fire. I alone am the freaky one."
The night king realizing what was about tk happen realized he had no other choice and decided to use his trump card.
"Domain expansion: The Winds of Winter release date!"
As he did so it unlocked 120% of his potential but it didn't seem to matter as John managed to match him band for band.
"Domain expansion: Limitless bands!"
The two domains began to clash only for the severed head of the ice dragon which got off-screen by Chacalagon to smash into the outside of the barriers negating them.
The reading comprehension curse seeing these dodged the attack and grabbed the night king before charging right at Jon.
Then it roared "Domian expansion: Read the fucking manga!"
Seeing that the attack was about to land Jon pulled out his last resort.
"Ahh yes my anti domain expansion technique I haven't used since the Heian era!" Then he summoned Gege who proceeded to make it so he one the fight in a totally cool and acceptable way that everyone agrees with.
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Aemon awoke with a shudder, he had never experienced such a strange dream in a very long time.
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Sike I lied there is no second chapter happy April Fool's Day you fools.
Let me know anyhjng you wanna see going forward in fic so far.
How was this arc for you guys should I increase the pacing of events?
What insights do you guys have on the story?
Should I just shut up and start writing smut already? Let me know icant think straight since I'm writing this at a little later than 1:30- 3 am. I'm heavily sleep deprived so that's probably why I thought this was a good idea.