《Just another Game of thrones fanfiction.》


 Chapter 1 Soul

    So I died. How, why it doesn''t matter what matters right now is My soul was sucked into a expanse of nothingness right before being able to come to terms with this new state of being I looked up to see the incomprehensible it''s I bit to hard to describe to you what is incomprehensible but I would say it looked a bit like one of lovecrafts gods or all of them combined and a bit Gojos limitless domain expansion adding information into my brain. If I still had my meat bits I would of probably died luckily I was a soul or some packet of information that thought it was a soul it''s a bit confusing being dead not at all like being alive and sitting next to some busty goddess waiting to reincarnate because I was "good" . I was brought back to awareness by a set of information that was shoved into my soul by what I''m now calling Azathoth because naming it Rob would be disappointing. It turn out that it was once reincarnated like me and became the protagonist of a shitty fanfiction, continuing to grow and accumulate power and girls until his mind grew old in short he had done everything there was to do. It''s like an example of heaven imagine you died and got to paradise it''s an island with a house with some hot girls and everything you could ever want but you can''t leave the island you are trapped doing anything you want sounds great for the first 10 years but what about 1000 and then eternity it''s the same if the box was bigger like a continent, planet or multiverse you would eventually get tired of existing or go crazy because you have Done everything there is to do. With this in mind he had no reason to do anything much less reincarnate me but he did. Not for fun, joy, curiosity or boredom or some fate of the world type situation but because he could and that''s all. So I took my time to think and question absolutely everything that other protagonists never seemed to consider some examples that I asked in this infinite time and space where. If I reincarnated in overlord would I get to have another go at transmigration. Would i be bound to fate like those guys that transmigrated and didn''t change anything in the plot or became someone who follows the Mc like a puppy. If I had a nation would all the people be loyal as i used my original memorys to make a better civilization everything would go in a good direction all the time with no detractors or the depth of plots and schemes. What would happen if I died again or would big cosmic entitys ignore me because I refuse to believe a guy like eternity or death from marvel would let Otakus pullute there realities let alone allow them to grow as strong as them with systems and or protagonist luck and plot armor so strong it kills anything looking at them the wrong way. Or worse if I choose a multiverse traveling power would I meet other reincarnated people. I mean it''s fine if it''s characters I know from anime but what about all those greasy and disgusting Otakus from fanfiction. Those stupid organizations that save or destroy realities because the will of the world said so when everything is infinite. Or the young masters like Le shu wo who came from blue star and is now in surprised he is in marvel as a half Chinese with the same name but he still loves China and is weak so he wants to go back until his golden finger arives in that case he is now getting all the jade beauty''s feeding them his original Chinese food, all men will lick his boots because Tony is his friend and black brazed egg works for him but any other black guy will be a violent dangerous beast attacking women left and right which he will kill with no mercy, trauma or guilt. (Yes I have just ruined /spoiled 99% of mtl fanfiction for you.) with those and many other questions out of the way I had infinite wishes and infinite reality to choose from thanks to Azathoth not caring about anything poor old squid.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.

 Chapter 2 Lets get cooking

    Let''s start cooking shall we. Firstly I need to think about what I want out of my new life and that would be status, power and girls like most people I want to compensate for what I didn''t have in my first life. So location comes first a world where I could have all of those some ideas ran around my mind like anime or manga but I didn''t want big eyes or if everything became realistic to have to deal with cartoon logic or stupidity for the plot. Also if I choose a world like one piece can you imagine how strange some people would look in a realistic depiction it keeps me up at night thinking about real light nipples on Franky. No my mind was made up I would seek a new life from a TV show. I eventually decided on Game of thrones because it was fairly easy to achieve all 3 of my dreams. Now infinite wishes sounds good but I wasn''t seeking to become like squidie next to me. Let me just summerise the why and how of my wishes.


    First I wanted a massive island about 3 times the size of Japan with several other small islands surrounding it to be placed west of Westeros with massive storms and magic barriers like notice me not charms surrounding it that would prevent anyone from discovering. And to prevent a change the future till I got there. I wanted this because I didn''t want to deal with medieval society''s lords and nobles or to work on territory close to people that might try to hang me for being a wizard. I also made certain to request that the Game of thrones world I was going to didn''t have hidden gods, demons or aliens that pop up simply because I''m to op and the author wants me to not be to strong for the universe.This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.


    The next wish I made was to be placed on the island in to body of a 5 year old Gojo satoru without limitless and memory''s because its in the incorrect world but with the 6 eyes because that''s biological. Time period around 10 years before the start of the tv show. Because I want to be handsome and have time to prepare.


    Next I wanted the ability to create nanotechnology and program it. This was essentially a incredibly limited form of creation of all things but very op for the got world. I added in that it should work as I imagine in that universe and it can''t be analyzed or changed by others (you should never underestimate the natives) . I''ve seen to many fics where the Mcs op technology shouldn''t of worked in that universe or there tech should of been stolen or copied because of their arrogance.


    My next wish was information. I wanted the full knowledge pertaining to science, technology and magic from several fictional races. Humanity and the Necrons from Warhammer 40k, The Asgard, Replcators and Ancients from Stargate, The Soul reapers from Bleach, Humanity, Protoss from Star craft and lastly Humanity, Vulcans and Borg from Star trek.


    Lastly my final wish was increased intelligence and creativity to a kryptonian level enough to not die from the overlord of information.


    Now you maybe wonder why not all the information in the multiverse or kryptonian information and I can simply say I''m already op anymore and I will lose track of my actual powers and abilitys and have to remind everyone in a lazy status screen every chance I get. And let''s not forget this is going to be about a game of thrones fanfiction not dc or marvel. Kingdoms not superheros.


    With all that done I was promptly yeeted out into the void of stars.

 Chapter 3 I hate sand

    Cough cough I woke up with a start (insert gif of Gandalf after becoming white I mean resurrecting)


    I was cold and there was sand everywhere looking around I saw a beach with a massive mountain to my left and a stormy ocean to the right I could see much further than in my last life thanks to the 6 eyes but they hurt like hell pretty soon. I also noticed I was completely naked thanks to not wishing for clothing or initial supplys dammit I thought I was so smart but no I had to go for long term benefits completely forgetting about basic needs .( Anyways nows the time I speak about how before I died I was a survival expert or in the military so I''m very capable but I wasn''t and I''m not all that capable I''m just a disgusting Otaku what do you expect from fanfiction.)


    My prioritys shifted from my harem and power to food, clothing and shelter luckily I had watched survivor and been a scout when I was younger. I activated my power kit felt a bit like riding a bike) i created a small swarm of nanites in the palm of my hand. It looked like black goop using the initial knowledge and my telepathic link I programed them to track and break apart plant biomass then replicate themselves until they reached a mass of 1 cubic meter that''s a huge amount of nanites to start with.


    The reason for doing this is because their creation is not free I convert dead cells into nanites so it''s not a problem until it becomes a problem best be safe than sorry. Over the next 4 hours you can see me moving branches, sticks and leaves to form a roof proped up by 2 big trees near the beach and I nice comfy mat of leaves to sit on. It was afternoon when the nanites where done having consumed 3 small shrubs nearby I was starting to worry they might eat a bit to much.


    I am quite small as a 5 year old so the 1m black block looked massive I rested with my back to it as I mentally programed them to form a very rough looking toga and sandles this wouldn''t be possible without the super brain even if it is limited by my age and lack of food. Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators!


    Next I looked into the very basic memories that I have now for survival equipment and anything useful I used the rest of the nanites down to a small glob again to make fishing gear, fake bate, knives, 5 basic salt water purifiers and more simple clothing if night is cold and full of terror and I have to where double.


    With that done I had the nanites get back to eating like the little apocalyptic threat I knew they could become. After I was done setting up the fishing equipment and water purifiers I started trying to make fire, It''s all about friction you see.... I knew the principles I had the drive but I''m now 5 I simply didn''t have the strength gojo was boosted with cursed energy but this body doesn''t have that. What about nanites you say and to this I say it''s hard to get them to make even simple things how to get them to make sparks I currently didn''t have flint, steel, metal or even glass the nanites where made of a sifi super meterial supported with unknown logic that could convert materials into nanites and then turn into various states based on a set program they can''t make a lighter because I have no gas same with flint.


    OK right with the fire plan temporary put on hold I decided to check on the fishing setup and then work on programming nanites. By the end of the day I sadly had no fish and no fire but I did have wiggles it was my masterwork a small clump of burrowing nanites that where set to locate metal and minerals eat it then pop it out in a specific location for each type found.


    I was very proud of him with his simple binary intelligence. I just hoped he wasn''t eaten because it would be gross for the poor fellow who had wiggles eat his way out them looking for materials . With that set and as light fades I set up the nanites to keep consuming to refill the cube and making a set number of Mr wiggles to look for metal and minerals every time they had a full block . With my rumbling stomach and sore eyes I sat down to sleep not the most glamorous isikai ever but I will be op sooner or later.

 Chapter 4 Baby steps

    You know that moment in Dr strange where the big bad bald lady punches a non believer of her faith so hard his soul is sent on a drug induced trip across the universe and back in time for lemon tea that''s how my dreams felt.


    I now had a certain amount of knowledge regarding the basics of sifi bullshit from many different perspectives. The most important of these for me where the basic replicator blocks from Stargate but I''m still to far away now I need food first before I can put the super brain into action. When I woke up i noticed my eyes seem better after rest which is good also there are several small mounds of various materials that the legion of Mr wiggles collected thanks to this I finally found flint for fire.


    Looking down into the black eyes(imagine) of the brave worm that would act as bate I wanted to give him solace. "I thank you for your service know that you will be remembered" I then picked him up and tied him to the hook where he began to wiggle as he was programed to. After an unknown time I finally caught a fish with my own profound skill and sacrifices that I was willing to make. Tossing the fish on a rock I was struck dumb as to what to do now my only experience with this was reading Chinese fanfiction where the Mc randomly fishes to eat usually from a public pond or some lake nearby but after that I glazed over meal preparation as it usually ends in hot pot and something about Chinese food


    . The fish looked at me, I looked back. OK so while I started a fire using the flint and steel found. (and reworked into usable tools by nanites)I had my nanites eat the organs, bones, and scales as I didn''t know what else to do but I knew suchi was raw fish meat and went with it hoping not to die of stupidity I really should of asked for a starter pack but no thinking about sifi kingdoms and me as a young master with lots of girls I got ahead of myself. Cooked fish was well OK it''s my main source of food of now so I just got to suffer for now but at least I''m doing well so far I have stable food and water and I have a sort of shelter day 2 is looking up next I need to start improving standards of living my first project was using stockpiled nanites to make a better tent I want with a big Teepee tent with nanites as the cover and sticks and support rope next I canceled the production of wiggles and started producing wiggles mk2 based on the lava from starcraft 2 it''s the biggest and most complex thing I can make with my nanites currently . If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    It could do better at gathering for now the originals where now solely used for catching fish. I had it set up such that when the fish eats them they bite back via the brain or through the gut killing the fish and waiting for rescue.


    At the end of the day I was well fed and had a small box full of salt (a bi product of the water purifier) and provisions I stored for tomorrow.


    I have discovered a travesty it''s day 3 of life number 2 and the call of the wild took me it was the Most embarrassing experience I''ve ever had lucky I had a spade of nanites and the beach to clean up after but as a modern man stranded on a island alone my suffering was immense. Now that I think about its a bit funny that all the lords and kings of westeros and essos use a chamber pot including my fellow transmigration traveler''s who can''t remember how or don''t have the knowledge or resources to make toilet paper and toilets with complete plumbing, Sigh I pity the fools.


    My new day started with building facilities to break down waste (a bucket dug underground far away from the tent) connected by basic plumbing to a kid size toilet all made of nanites. I still had to fill it up manually with sea water but I was fine with it the only problem was toilet paper and using highly advanced sifi nanites seemed to be overkill so I went with a spraying of ocean water and proper cleaning after. With that done I had the nanites expand operations around my tent to gather more resources for more nanites and myself they where commanded to clear a space around for my initial base but not to far into the forest as there was no need to have thousands of blocks of nanites.

 Chapter 5 The snow ball of civilization

    "Did you know that throughout all of human history technology has only improved incredibly quickly in the last few hundred years for most of our time all we had was fire, caves and whatever else we could get our grubby hands on oh those poor wolf''s that became pugs. It''s one of the things that I found annoying about transmigraters thinking they can change a whole society and bring it into a modern era just because of half baked information and the plot armor of armored truck kun. There are lots of little inventions to make important things work that go unnoticed by people not specializing in specific fields of study. Or the transmigrater doesn''t understand the social issues that come with invention for example in game of thrones you might think introducing glass, the printing press and roman concrete are good ideas but then you have to remember Maesters control knowledge and traditional social stability is best for the nobles your ideas would probably get you killed not to mention the time it will actually take to implement you''ll be old by the time society accepts bigger ideas if you haven''t made enemy''s from everyone powerful enough to be benefitting from the status que or wanting to horde knowledge for themselves . It''s part of the reason I chose nanites and sifi bullshit to bridge the gap in time and society anyway thanks for listening to my rambling "


    The larva nodes and burrows back to the ground and away from the noise of the surface I sigh as I look around it''s been a week or two and the landscape has changed there''s 2 more tents for a more convenient work/life balence they''ll contain my programing room and any equipment that I make for other projects . I''ve started a small garden of edible plants I found. Unfortunately they don''t taste very good but don''t kill me so it''s all good. There are no more trees and grass in a 30m area and I have a couple of big cubes of nanite goo to work with.


    My end goal is to make op replicators so I start by programming in a assembly plan for replicator blocks, a basic ancient computer and a bicycle with electrical adapters hooked up to the tires. I don''t have the advanced materials to make solar panels or wind turbine.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    I then make several basic battery''s that will try their best to last 15 minutes . After all my designs are set up I watch as the black goop moves to the piles of metals and resources breaking them apart then it assembles the required parts filling in what materials we don''t have with nanites it is really cool to watch like big hero 6 micro bots but on a smaller scale and with more eldritch goop.


    When the little guys are done I spend some time to set everything up in a work tent. I then in my infinite knowledge I hook up the bicycle to the batterys and batterys to the ancient computer which is really just a set of dials with symbols on them no screen because I simply don''t have the materials for it.


    I''ll have to remember exactly what I type down. Super brain I''m counting on you. Lastly I connect the computer with my first replicater block. For the next 3 months (yes 3 months programing highly advanced sifi robot lego takes time) I worked hard to charge the batterys using my kinetic energy from the bicycle and programming the replicater block while I incrementally made improvements to my setup and energy generating scheme it was still like running a physical and mental marathon.


    It''s a pity my nanites can''t just become replicater blocks truly I was a fool for not wanting to be op from the start and to start far away from civilization or at least cheap labor. Getting off the bicycle I looked at the ordinary silver block in my hand. I was very smug at this moment because with this I had made a entire species if all went well and I didn''t die due to a stupid coding mistake that was missed in my numerous paranoia induced double checks .


    I placed the block on a pile of unprogramed ones I had prepared earlier like a cooking channel. Anticipation mounted as data transferred between them then with clicks the blocks connected forming a book size metallic spider that looked at me curiously.


    "Ahem I AM your father!" I reached down and gave it a pat hopefully sending a friendly message .


    Replicaters are an incredibly dangerous weapon they can do what my nanites do on a larger scale and with much less cost.


    At there most advanced they can make civilization and society based on their creator''s these are called human form Replicaters. And with my improvements from other sifi technology they will be much more alive. I have no interest in ruling Untrustworthy humans because the flesh is weak.

 Chapter 6 For the colony

    A replicators life is quite boring I think randomly as I observe a another bug like machine walk into the nest to mine like the little drone it is.


    Yea so about 40m away from me a rather large nest full of reps it looks a bit like a termite mound from the surface but built with replicator blocks so it''s nice and silver.


    I Gave them orders to start excavation under ground for more materials like a minecraft player looking for diamonds. Then as the Chinese would say I act like a filthy capitalist and have them split half with me and the rest goes into making more of themselves to increase my free labor workforce by way of a queen she''s much larger and builds and programs the blocks herself.


    I''m very satisfied that they''ve grown up so well. But now it''s time for the fires of industry to take over I need better materials like rubber and glass so I do as any leader would and send pairs of replicators to investigate the island while I start building a makeshift furnace with stone the replicators dug up and my nanites to glue it all together.


    Now you must be wondering why I didn''t explore the island much before and to this I say a 5 year old is prime meat for predators its why we have stranger danger and I''m not the kind of transmigrater who seeks death and adventure at every turn it''s why I wanted an island to develop in safely in the first place.


    During afternoon fish and leafs the reps brought back samples of sap, bamboo, limestone, quarts and other interesting goodies including two unfortunate looking large wild cats (very dead ones) poor things must of attacked my cute little reps and got jumped.


    "3 2 1 fire" the replicators sprang into action jumping on the makeshift bellows pumping air into the fire. Hardened nanite tools where used to produce my first lump of unepressive goop I know it doesn''t inspire much but I''ll get better I just need to look for the right formula for glass. Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation.


    It is now day unknown my glass making ended up working eventually and I now had goops of it drying on rocks nearby. The swarm of reps has grown big enough to now be self-sustaining so I''ve pulled back the lava nanites and reused them to help my garden as watch worms and tenders to the strange plants I eat. My attention was drawn to the piles of resources the reps stacked up.


    It''s time for upgrades I command the reps and nanites to build the first coal generator then a new more complex ancient computer this all takes about 2 slow and boring days but when it''s done I see a small cloud of smog rising from the reps nest they should be able to sustain it as long as they keep mining coal deposits.


    I look to the new computer and sigh the ancients had no sense of taste it''s just more buttons and a fancy looking chair. With my new set up I take control of the replicators much better having them set up sub hives evenly all around the explored parts of the island usually near good material resources my main goal is expansion and stockpiling resources for the human form replicators.


    Hello there it''s been a while my friend look my white hair is now long and tied in a pony tail and my eyes are covered with a black cloth made of silicone. The base is now several buildings and walls made of replicator blocks I even have a bed and everything still eating fish and leaves tho but replicator number 560 found berries and nuts so it''s a bit better now.


    To the side of the main base is a huge ant nest spewing lots of black smog like a volcano in Mordor. The replicators have expanded to cover a fourth of the island in a mechanical swarm but enough about that you''re about to see life be born. In the lab is a human shaped table device and several ancient computers I''ve spent months just on the programming i was lucky to have the memories to go on but I improved it where I could because what I wanted was a society but the original was designed to be a weapon in the form of people. I added in more advanced personality matrix and better reasoning skills. Obviously I also improved the defense for there base code and a good sense of awe for there maker so they won''t become terminators and will mostly follow my commands subconsciously. I still need to be somewhat commanding tho. With all that said I hit the big red button on the creation device.

 Chapter 7 Its alive

    I stood looking at the 5 first generation in front of me 3 boys and 2 girls that looked at me and around us curiously as if seeing the world for the first time oh sweet summer children (is it even summer I need to check later)


    I programed in a temporary life cycle where they change from kids to teens in 1 year and teens to adults in 2 years staying in that form for as long as they want to exist occasionally looking older depending on choice a lot like minecraft villages. For these 5 as I needed them to be kids first because I didn''t want to be looking up at my own creation straight away but I also didn''t want to hinder there growth even if it was just programs. I will change it for other generations as my goal is to create a very human like social order with later generations I was very inspired by the Asurans from Stargate in this.


    OK keep calm these are your kids and followers make a good impression. I was freaking out in my heart but I kept a poker face and did my best impression of THE EMPEROR OF MANKIND and a OVERLORD OF THE GREAT TOMB OF NAZARICK I was not helped by my kid body but there guys where just born yesterday so I think I''m fine.


    "I welcome you to the world my creations you have been made to build a people and govern them in your respective fields. Step forward and I will give you names and knowledge" internally I was sweating bullets I had made all of them very smart in specific fields with university level knowledge in all subjects and more specific information depending on their talents that would be transferred when I gave them a name so this was the true moment of stress.


    I was going for the primarchs of warhammer 40k but less crazy, hopefully without rebellions and enough family drama to fill a sitcom . I needed them to take care of actual kingdom building as I was vastly inadequate so I would pull a Momonga and pretend to plan everything .


    The first one stepped up nervously looking at me. "I shall name you Roboute you shall be my right hand to build order for your kind and our nation." He bowed and then stood to the side. his blond hair, blue eyes and tall thin body was the perfect look for a Statesman I was going for when programming.Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    I a gave him knowledge of how to govern and nation build that I had gotten from my memory''s and what I could piece together from my technological information.


    Next to step up was a bold little girl with red hair and big red eyes I transferred knowledge of starcrafts power armor and sifi swords along with other tools and weapons from my technology information nothing to op for me but absolutely crushing for this world.


    "I shall name you Vulcan you shall craft masterworks , build industry and mechanics for our nation " performing the same as her brother and standing to the side.


    Next came a large boy with black hair and white eyes he looked confident and proud I gave him knowledge of culture, religions and the history''s of every fictional world I knew of including my past life. "I Name you Lorgar may you make my dreams reality and build the spirit of our nation " bowing respectfully he went to his siblings. The last girl had black hair and eyes and was given my knowledge about magic from this world and the basics of what other worlds had to offer her job was to advance this field and defend against it. "I name you Morgana may you know all mysteries and protect our nation from threats from the esoteric"


    The last kid to come was short but built like a brick he had gold eyes and platinum blond hair his expression was flat and he looked at the replicator houses with disappointment but it was to be expected as he was given the full knowledge of imperial architecture from 40k, Starcraft human architecture and Britain /Rome from my past life because I wanted a cool sifi kingdom not bland white walls and copy paste skyscrapers everywhere but a gothic church on the back of a gargantuan walking murder machine.


    "I name you Rogal you shall lay the foundations of vast city''s and marvels of architecture for our nation that all other''s will look to with envy and wonder. "


    I turned to look at them putting as much majesty in my shota voice as I could. "The world we are on has several species the most prominent are humans who are technologically locked in the medieval era. I have no interest in ruling large areas of uncivilized people''s that is why I created you the first generation of Asurans and this set of islands to build my personal domain . To this end you will do what you were created for but after that you are free to pursue what you want. Just don''t interfere with the barbarian lands I have plans for them. Other than that I will give you free access to the replicators and the body forging table to make more Asurans but limit the numbers to around 100 million as you won''t die naturally" (fun fact this is less than the population of Japan) "Good luck with the endeavors I have given you if you need anything I will be inspecting your work when I can so we will speak then. With that I stepped away.

 Chapter 8 A nation on the rise

    Lorgar pov: It''s been a few weeks since The great creator forged me and my siblings and granted us knowledge that only a god should have.


    Inside one of the spacious buildings I am currently laying the cultural foundations for the next generations while thinking about how to adopt human customs to our mechanical bodies if I am correct the lord creator has set a far reaching plan in place of which i can only glimpse into a small fraction of it.


    Rogal and I are going to be collaborating to build religious and educational institutions soon that will fit my lords grand plan.


    I noticed Morgana and Vulcan arguing about how to create weapons for the maker and if our technical or magic tree should get more relevant materials at this stage so I wisely chose to avoid the topic and the girls altogether.


    Roboute currently setting up supply lines for the replicators and planing a no doubt efficient logistical and administrative command structure for the future.


    Rogal has started implementing a massive city building plan in a sifi gothic style with slightly less skulls or so he says I don''t really understand much unfortunately my knowledge only pertains to how I can best serve the Omnissiah.


    The first of the second generation was forged by my hands to act as assistants to us and eventually help us manage the larger population even so it''s was a spectacular process watching how we where created even more so knowing this was not the limit of our potential.


    I told the young one of the great maker and our purpose in his great plan and saw in her the same intensity I had in my eyes I then gave her a portion of my knowledge like he had done for me and continued forging the other 15 Roboute wanted from my cast it took me longer as I had to inform them about our lord and savior but it was time we''ll spent in my opinion.Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    Rogal pov: Building the foundation was always the most important and then fortifying in as many layers of defense as possible this was how humans had survived in the memories granted by the maker and I was certain to live up to those expectations. The map of the island wasn''t compete so I could only lay the foundation of the capital and royal district thankfully the replicator swarm was very efficient in construction and not just the basic box a i had seen earlier hmph it didn''t even have support beams or defense turrets.


    Obviously the creator was testing my willpower when he designed it.


    When I went to build my 40 second generation I focused on sturdy frame clear of heart and stable mind and instilled in them knowledge of proper building standards as well as how to resist the urge to fortify everything.


    Morgana pov: I paced around my work lab I was deeply concerned about the knowledge I had received and what to do about it. I believe apart from Roboute I knew the most about the powers of this world these include continent severing waves, massive enchanted walls of ice, necromancy, Big Wyverns and time manipulation powers.


    And I have to defend against those while preparing a new mage lecture for my second generation who all look at me with stars in there eyes when I ramble about blood magic the maker has decided that we won''t be able transfer data unless it''s extremely important in the future due to potential vulnerabilities that I cannot yet fathom. So I decided to look to my given memories and found a solution in the form of teaching it is unfortunately a bit of a hassle and those that didn''t adopt my approach are having a easy time at the start but will likely have a harder time in the next generation when these rules are more strictly implemented.


    Vulcan pov: hrmph I complained to the kids in front of me "That Morgana panicking about getting the creator a suit and isolating him in dead space for his own safety it''s a bit to silly i don''t even have the materials to forge anything deserving of him and even if I did that''s the creator he has everything well in hand" the group nodded they all had red innocent eyes like me but still no sense when it came to forging yet but I did transfer some of my basics to them to get a head start over Morgana. "OK brats let''s start with building the forges then move on to the good stuff. "


    Roboute pov: My 20 assistants sat processing information on the computers about how to structure our society and how to develop beyond our creator''s expectations for us. I Gave them my knowledge and talked about how to build the administrative center of our people especially in the larger numbers coming.


    I''ve gotten approval for the third generation to have the largest number''s yet and be the most human like as they will be randomized in personality, talent and appearance with no interference from the 5 of us but first we will need to stockpile materials for months as we have already spent a lot to make the second generation.


    I have been informed about the storm and barriers but I will still need to build a army and spy agency for the state we need self protection until our technology can overwhelm any threat based on the limits of power in this world that will still take some time.

 Chapter 9 Time moves on

    I have excellent news my diet has improved I know not the most exiting sifi bullshit or political madness but when you have fish, leafs and berries alone for several months every little bit helps.


    And having capable subordinates that don''t need to eat or sleep helps. My current goal is to not to become another Otaku that stays my room and directs other''s. To achieve this I started setting up a underground lab under the royal district that Rogal set up, Its not much now other than a bunch of cleared land but he''s been gathering resources from all over the island for it I think he''s planning on making a smaller version of the imperial palace on Terra from 40k but is being blocked by the materials going to other departments poor guy.


    Speaking of we now have a complete map of the island and the replicators have spread nests all over. Harvesting massive amounts of ore and other materials. I stopped them from making more of themselves when we reach maximum efficiency with them as they might grow into a true swarm if not kept in check but they can dig deeper than any human which is great as we need everything for the 3rd generation of Asurens it seems this island is rich in almost all natural deposits and no truly scary things like whatevers on Sothoryos which is also good.


    I don''t know how long I''ve been here but I''m finally becoming op. In the lab my replicators work on building the components down to the smallest details this will be the next step to fully maximize the world I''m in that''s right it''s a model ship one made of replicator blocks I don''t actually know how big the ships in this world are but this one can be described as massive. It''s not a modern ship because those look so ugly and will ruin the ambiance of my kingdom it''s a bit like a steam punk design advanced enough to not be copied by the natives and cool enough to fit into the gothic style.


    My next project is right beside it a starcraft 2 marine suit it had no paint so it looked silver complete with a sword and tower shield why not a big gun you ask because it''s not necessary for now and it might give someone the bright idea to make guns.The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    I will be trading with Westeros in a one time grab before my nation becomes the focus of the world or we make contact in a more profound way, mainly I want to get plants and animals to grow up healthy and strong in the next few years before Canon as the island doesn''t have much to eat it''s mostly predators like big cats and a gross looking large slug that I never had the heart to try even though it was the size of a cow.


    With those kings and lords it will be hard not to not break there common sense as Aizen once said it''s hard to step on ants without crushing them especially if I flew over Kingslanding in a 40k style battlecruiser Hehehe who needs fake dragons when I have a church on rockets.


    Also there is no need to hide roughly where we came from as it''s simply to expensive for the westeros lords or the current king to fund an expedition on a slim chance of getting anything especially since they should be just done fighting iorn born now. If I''m being realistic they''ll probably try to get the armor or me but hopefully not in a Chinese Cultivation style.


    With all that done I sent the models to Vulcan to try to make it while I worked on building some adult Asurans I made them look and sound like veterans with scars and deep resonating voices, all of them are big guys perfect for power armor the first battle is always in the mind and humans use their eyes to process the world so I consider every detail that goes into their appearance.


    Next I made a crew with randomized looks except the captain who I made resemble Barbossa with some vague memories to match. I had used up all the materials I had saved for the past few weeks sigh to be poor. Good thing I only had a small amount of the total saved materials or I would spend it all making cool stuff without limits.


    The next problem I face is I need a flag and a cultural image for our little nation. I decided on keeping to the game of thrones style so I put a gold relief cross on a purple background a bit sassy in flag language (My Otaku self looks down at me with disappointment) but who cares the cross represents god and the purple represents the king or divine rite to rule as purple dye is incredibly hard to produce. I was inspired by the best in the imperium and the Britannia empire from code geass for a cultural identity mixed in with his of Japanese. I sent this design to Roboute and Lorgar in the hopes they''d figure things out like any capable boss.


    I decided not to have house words as who would need them my kids don''t have to rule and they will be smart enough to not bother with really cool sayings like winter is coming or hear us roar unless they become chunibyo in that case they can be yeeted into the barbarian lands.

 Chapter 10 Hoist the sails

    During this time I have been extremely exited about my expedition to the barbaric lands of Westeros my main objective is to secure a reasonable amount of crops and animals for myself so that I can develop a body as healthy as gojo and have sound mental health the fish and leafs are getting to me or maybe it''s all the eyes of wonder and fanaticism I keep getting from the second generation it''s fine with most as they look like kids but then the crew and soldiers looked at me the same way like a plague spread among them it was probably Lorgar being all religious this is why I didn''t make them adults to begin with. I''m just glad the first generation didn''t show to much of a difference tho.


    I also want to visit old town steal or trade there knowledge and scan for magic using some new tools I produced in my waiting time for the ship to be finished I''m now 6 or 7 years old I lost track of time I looked a bit more handsome and less cute but I was a shota can''t change that.


    My blindfold had improved several times over this time thanks to my eyes growing stronger as I aged it was still the classic black. I wore a white kimono with gold leaf designs to give me a foreign look to the people of Westeros and show how far away my nation is from them to avoid a gold rush into unexplored seas lest some stupid noble starts send ships looking for slave''s or gold and to build a clear line of our different cultures is something that''s very important but often forgotten in fanfiction but a nation is it''s people''s little habits and outlook that make it unique. For example people like westeros because it''s gritty lord of the rings with a lot of reality in its characters a very different style to its counterparts in the fantasy section.


    The final ship looked magnificent and certainly much bigger that what the barbarians had. It had 40 cannons on each side and a steam engine that made it fast as hell it also has 2 large vessels designed to get us into port and a large storage section for all my goodies currently filled with gold and silver for trade. Lorgar also added a basic shield system and some advanced guns should we face threats swords and spears and basic cannons can''t handle the sea of this world was really dangerous. If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    I should also mention that by the time I return the 3rd generation of Asurans should be ready to begin creation so this island won''t look so desolate.


    Barbossa pov: Sitting aboard The Queens Revenge I can''t help but feel somethings missing the creator gave me life, memories and knowledge on how to sail the 7 seas but I''m still lacking something I had recently crafted a big captain hat using the shared nanites but it''s still not enough to scratch what I''m missing if only I had a capable second in command or just a mascot for the crew.


    Mc pov: Setting off was a rather mild affair most of the population of the island where sailors so there wasn''t much of a crowd to say goodbye to and most of our dock infrastructure was quite hasty constructed I bet Rogal will remove it when we''re gone and the put up some foundations before we get back.


    Morgana asked me to collect as many magic things as I can and Vulcan also asked for some valerian steel or wyvern eggs I refuse to call them dragon''s as they lack intelligence, front legs or true magic at most they''re a poor dinosaur the valyrians experimented on.


    Lorgar asked to send some of people to infiltrate the seven kingdoms and I agreed who doesn''t need more spy''s.


    Roboute just gave me a map of possible logistics and supply lines he calculated incase we need to restock and requested I look for all maps of the seven kingdoms we could get.


    As the engine hummed to life and a weak invisible energy shield covered us we set off to the storm. Several hours later Barbossa patted my back and told be I''ll get my sea legs eventually. The storm was fine as we had the energy shield to tank most of the lightning and waves but my little body couldn''t hand the rocking all the dam time.


    I was vomiting and looking very green on the edges of the ship for most of the journey. What worsened my misery was Sebas the head bodyguard never took his eyes away from my pitiful state lest I fall overboard. I was thankful but deflated I couldn''t keep up my self respect in front of my creations the flesh is weak indeed. When by the grace of squidie the lookout called for land. I swear I felt inner peace and transcended my Cultivation realm.

 Chapter 11 Barbaric lands

    Rylon hill pov: It was an ordinary day working the docks listening to everyone curse the dam Greyjoys for burning the port and raiding like the cowards they are or making jokes about how quickly they failed the rebellion when the other great lords reacted, not much of a surprise when you think about it but then a strange sort of silence descend on the dock when he looked where everyone was looking there was a gargantuan ship without sails. Made in a design he had never seen before with wood and metal interlocked. Metal to build a ship just image it. Despite its size it moved faster than sails or rowing men continuously spewing white smoke from 3 large metal drums in the middle. The loud city bells of lannisport rang and Rylon snapped back to his senses.


    Mc pov: I had to resist the urge to jump on land and cry about the hardships suffered at sea. I outwardly kept an aloof demeanor as I was surrounded by 10 massive men in silver power armor the rest stayed on the ship. The dock was absolutely packed with the unwashed masses who had come out to stare at the ship or me probably both. Sebas went to great the local noble while I looked around at the decent architecture but terrible plumbing it''s not just kings landing that has sewage problems it would seem probably only Old town and some Castles of great lords would not have such a problem in the seven kingdoms. I also noticed the recent reconstruction it would seem I missed the Greyjoys rebellion good that means there''s no Disruption in food or pirate ships all over now. Ah Sebas calls.


    Jeremy lanister pov: looking at the boy dressed in fine but foren clothes with a blindfold ''blind perhaps'' enclosed by 10 men that reminded me of the mountain but suited in more exquisite armor and swords I couldn''t help but feel exited they''re most likely wealthy and from a place I''ve never heard of but clearly also very dangerous.


    This was reinforced when the oldest of the group approached. He had Grey hair and beard that was immaculately kept and steel Grey eyes sharper than valyrian steel. "I Greet you in the name of the prince of the Holy Empire of Britannia Gojo Satoru you can address me as Lord Sebas the head guardian of the prince. Am I correct in assuming this is the land of Westeros."Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    It took me a few seconds to analyze the information but I swiftly answered "Yes you are indeed currently in Lannisport in the Westerlands one of the seven kingdoms if I might ask more about yourselves and the reason for your visit ?" lord Sebas turned is head to the young prince with a blindfold and spoke in their strange language. Shortly after the prince addressed me in fluent common." I have come to the Seven kingdoms for seeds and animals of interest not found in my homeland as well as any useful knowledge or books then I shall return to the empire as we need to make it back before the storms start. As for my nation even if I were to explain it you will likely think of it as fantasy or the exaggeration of a child but the closest I can compare it to that you should know of would be Valeria"


    Looking at the ships and knights I had to agree their technology seemed like it was something Valeria was capable of good thing there weren''t any dragons with them. However this might all be a plot or scheme of some kind as I''ve never heard of anything to the West much less a whole empire it could be trying to make Lord Tywin spend more on rebuilding the lanister fleet and drawing attention away from something else it''s still a small possibility however as the ship and people are very real and very strange. It''s still best to treat it as reality for now though.


    Now to work on increasing the benefits for myself and Lanisport as I have no doubt the spy''s have already sent reports half way to the wall by now and I don''t have the political pull to do much however Lord Tywin would likely want more information and good relations if everything about this new factor in the game is true. I can sell information no give information freely and sell any animals grain we have stored in the city if that doesn''t catch there eye I will recommend the westerlands for produce as house Lanister doesn''t need more trade heading up to High garden . "My lord''s might we negotiate in my office after lunch as you must be tired from your journey and the docks aren''t the best place for guests such as yourselves."


    Sigh what a pain that guy he had us in meetings and banquets for 3 days in that time I had to squeeze out of beauty traps, politics and fake or real sympathy from from those who thought I was blind. Luckily we managed to get away before Tywin or other lord''s arrived to get a piece of us. I traded for some of the ports food supplys, different seeds such as wheat and barley that over time can be Cultivated to make them produce more and survive better on our islands environment. I also got a bunch of animals luckily the ship was big enough to not smell them Constantly just most of the time. With that we set off on a relatively swift journey to our final destination on this little trip Old Town.

 Chapter 12 A Dance of the elderly

    Old town is a massive port city with clean streets, relatively nice stone architecture and decent housing that holds it''s large population still medieval in architecture by the lack of mass made glass and the sewage running into the sea but a hell of a lot better than most places.


    This was my first impression after a few days of sailing by ship and my constant suffering at the whims of a cruel god known as sea sickness the flesh is weak but I must persist. We were met with the same strange looks we got at Lanisport from the mostly clean masses of Old town but the Lord (Leyton Hightower) had a stoic mask giving away nothing as to his true emotions. The old man standing beside him looked with curiosity and intrigue at us and the ships.


    After the greetings and the formality of guest rights were over my guards and I were escorted into Leyton Hightowers banquet room in the Tower I wanted to look into it''s foundations but it wasn''t convenient for me to do so. I learned the Old guy was a member of the citadels council of archmeasters who had heard about the my quest for knowledge and was here to extend an invitation to visit the citadel. I was a bit shocked at how quickly spies and ravens could transfer information in the seven kingdoms. "Prince Gojo Satoru we have no information about a nation existing to the west as all the ships heading that way never return." Maester Benomure said.


    "Indeed there are constant large storms that separate the two lands even for us we would seldom be able to get ships in and out of the storm zone to gather information about other lands. Also The empire is a largely isolationist state that is self sustaining in terms of materials we have deeply set traditions and culture that have resulted in some stagnation which I intend to rectify with my expedition. " I lied as easily as breathing while I set up a backstory for my nation as unlike other travelers who became lords I had to work hard on creating a rich history and people that made sense for the rest of the world to see. I sadly couldn''t just young master my way through like the guy''s from Blue star or those guys that built kingdoms in chapter 2 and never explained how they had time for that it''s just day 1 new world day 2 I built a kingdom I have nanotechnology and a race of advanced ai and it still takes years. your plot armor did it in a week.


    The citadel is like a massive university that has several buildings that I was currently escorted around. One of my guards had discreetly taken out a tricorter(scanning device) looking for any strange energy reactions. Interestingly the only one we got was from the great green statues at the entrance but it was very faint likely some form of weak compulsion, old ward or maybe someone spilled some magic mushroom juice on them. The rest of the citadel was rather ordinary but there was a lot of information which after a sizable donation I was allowed to read almost anything during my stay in old town luckily my brain and eyes were very good at memorizing the information really fast. Though those maesters that looked at me with eyes where full of contempt thinking I was skimming the books like in some cultivation novel. If only they knew the difference between heaven and earth.Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more.


    So for the next 2 weeks I spent it on reading the books in public and by night sneaking into all a place''s that I shouldn''t be like restricted sections of the library or the foundations of the Tower. Is what I would of said if I didn''t have subordinates and a shota body that if captured in a dark ally would not end well yea I have nanites and a certain amount of self protection ability but at the base I''m still not a killer or fighter.


    The day before out of the corner of my eye I saw a strange and suspicious raven luckily it didn''t have 3 eyes but it was still a bad omen so My main men for the job were the spy''s Lorgar had sent they had good intelligence and are very sneaky in fact some had already infiltrated lanisport before.


    If they got caught then they would disassemble into smaller replicator blocks and self-destruct luckily none where caught outright but the look Lord Hightower had behind his mask of nobility by the second week made it clear we might be over staying our welcome. Makes sense Strangers arriving and then suspicious people snooping around all over the place. I wish I had proper sifi spy''s like ghosts from Starcraft 2 unfortunately the technology tree was still in it''s starting state and it was to much of a sink in resources to push into more of my whims the ship was already pushing it but I must say lorgars people really don''t seem like proper spy''s quite disappointing but they are still young so It doesn''t matter.


    A knock on my door broke me out of my thoughts. The guard said "My lord there are guests seeking an audience at the entrance of the ship"


    My meeting with a gaggle of Maesters asking for various things in flowery words used to entice lords into suspicious contracts and kids into getting in black van''s was less than amusing. But I could understand it. My ship looked very cool and having the honor to write about an unknown people would be the gossip and envy of any wise old man. But I had to refuse on both accounts for now as I had no interest in steam punk Westeros no matter how unlikely and I needed to build a solid lie before people could write about it. In the end the old men left with some regret but hope in the eyes as I promised an exchange of information on our next return to westeros in a couple of years.


    With all that we came for settled Barbossa set sail for home.


    What you want me to explore more to dive into the lore and politics or become the 8th kingdom of Westeros and conquer it all. To this I can only say why should I. I''m here to live the best life I can not uplift a backwards people, become a fat man who sits on swords because of some dreams of grandeur or revive a long dead house with a bunch of wyverns. Also I''m currently a kid no adult in there right mind would put much attention or respect on me even if I did sound mature. No best to go home grow big and strong and then do the time honored tradition of using the plot to fish in troubled waters and see what happens in this new Game of thrones.

 Chapter 13 Fondations of a lie

    Looking at the port that was indeed new and reinforced to withstand a earthquake I could help but appreciate Rogals work. The start of a city was showing now even with limited population our constructions where up to standard thanks to replicator labor and excellent allocation of materials. I had no doubt by the time the 3rd generation was made we would have all the facilities for them.


    Sitting in the middle of a large meeting room I looked seriously at the first generation and some of their second generation assistant''s. "I completed initial contact with the west and have procured the information and produce I wanted. Morgana here are all the notes on magic we managed to get from the citadel and our own readings from the scans we took. Take a look and start studying what you can. You will all get an overview of the culture, religion, economics, architecture, politics and maps of the seven kingdoms to go over". I internationally thanked my big brain it''s hard enough writing seven hundred words let alone the massive information transfer I gave to them.


    "The next step in my plan is to proceed with the 3rd generation but first we need a mythose surrounding your race as they will not have completely set parameters and can grow over time. They will of course have restrictions in terms of loyalty and common sense knowledge. But it''s important to have a foundation to teach off of. No natural nation just pops up out of the blue without a story and without influencing the rest of the world. I want a people not some mindless drones that do everything perfectly and have no true motivation to being other than there role in society" I can almost hear all the blue star traveller''s with a summoning system sneezing.


    I am once again thankful I didn''t make my direct subordinates adults. As I see with the corner of my eye Lorgar shaking in excitement on his seat and looking at me with a hungry look. Just imagining a adult lorgar with that look is gonna keep me up at night. My big brain activates and my poker face keeps me calm "I believe lorgar you have already foreseen my plan please show the rest your hard work and explain your own strategy"


    "My lord I am glad I have a surface knowledge of your grand designs thanks to the information you granted me I have already incorporated our history into this world a broad skeleton which the full history that can be built on.


    We all know a little about this world from what the Omnissiah gave us as such I will simplify both the east and west have a legend of a great hero defeating the whites and ending the long night and leading humanity. I propose we use this and our geographical location to our advantage by claiming it was us who defeated the whites and implant the current era we examples of our peoples influences on both continents.


    Also to make our races origins I suggest we use a history the omnissiah gave me of people''s very similar to ourselves in another reality.


    The gods made us from the metals of the world to defend it but evil beings cursed most of us to become flesh and blood to turn us away from our goal. After that the survivors all gathered in the capital this island to rebuild. This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it


    While the fleshy ones became humans and struggled in the cracks of the 2 civilizations at war the giants and children of the forest until the children won and claimed Westeros this later led to humanity building up and taking Westeros. We only stepped in when the Night king threatened the whole world but the storms containing us meant we could only send limited support in the form of a hero who had to rely on locals for clean up work like building walls on both continents. We can now say we are back because we have broken the curse trapping us over the years but at the same time our citizens have lost some memories and we have quarantined the capital and other cities to protect the people incase of retaliation this will allow us to build more city''s without population conflicts ."


    Looking around the room I noticed the stars in everyone''s eyes my poker face was working at full power to not die of second-hand embarrassment. My mind trying to grasp at how Lorgar had gotten his hands on warcraft lore then it clicked I gave him history and those youtube channels I watched presented game lore as history. I really hope he doesn''t get any other funny ideas or memories presented as history. Wait did he call me Omnissiah.


    I regally nodded my head when everyone looked at me and said "indeed that is why I granted you this information it was in my expectations but you have done well Lorgar. I suggest we finish up with a progress report on how long it will take to finsh the capital and personal effects of our new citizens we need every house to look lived in and worn with time it''s the little things that will add reality to this lie we also need a story for each and every person with little bits of interesting memories for them that connect them with other''s as a way to latch on and keep believing in the lie."


    Roboute nodded and said "It will take some time for the ancient computers to simulate everything down to such detail and then for replicators to build it but our main problem is getting to the required technology level as we have yet to build any form of space craft or high-tech generators because we haven''t progressed far enough in one science or the other to manufacture composite materials in large quantities."


    Vulcan said" It''s a endless cycle of building manufacturing plants to get materials to build more complex manufacturers. I swear if only we could pop them into existing my I could just forge super cool stuff."


    Morgana" the research on magic is also going slowly westeros had very little in terms of good knowledge and it seems we need blood of sentient creatures for blood magic it probably stems from the soul or subconscious and subjective reality warping.


    Rogal "We should have the royal palace done soon and the city after that then the larger manufacturers to build the designs of mechanical horse and carriage (for the aesthetic) in bulk then the ships and spacecraft . I will make a complex on the outskirts to house the newly created bodies before information transfers in batches so we can build on the fact that they were knocked out and lost partial memories. I estimate less than a year to get the capital in a ready state and another month before everyone is set in there lives one the capital is done we can move on to the 3 daughter city''s on the surrounding islands by then our speed should of increased exponentially and we could build any other territorys quickly."


    "Understood we are on schedule then" I gave a wise nod. "Now we should remember that our government is on the surface a Theocratic Monarchy my father and mother died breaking the curse and now I am Prince Regent until I come of age and complete some nonsense trials of strength, intelligence and power. (I always wanted to show off it must be this bodies instinct.) but in reality you are running the empire in my place


    because i command it as your creator and I have more important things to do." With that I stood up pulled down my blindfold with one finger for the first time in front of them revealing the sky blue heavens in the reflection of my eyes and said in a dignified manner " Do not fail me or disappoint yourselfs in with unreachable goals" with that I left the room in silence. I then heard lorgar exclaim something about working hard for the mechine God. And my high from playing Ch¨±niby¨­ stopped leaving me feeling quite embarrassed.

 Chapter 14 Bird with invisible wings

    Olympe Maxime awoke with a start and immediately regreted moving as every block buzzed with shorts and her pain receptors went haywire. "Your finally awake don''t move I''m a Tech priest over seeing the recovery of batch 247 please remain calm while you are repaired I should also note that you will experience memory degradation or faulty recollections of past, present and future events due to the fall out from the Icarus protocols"


    That triggered something it was on the screens and the communicators repeating for 5 minutes before she was knocked out. Something about the king and queen breaking the cage or trap and preparing for the after shocks something along those lines it''s quite fuzzy.


    In a massive open aired site with only a white roof lay hundreds of semi conscious citizens of all ages and clothing that denoted there profession or personal taste. In the lanes between them priests from the Adeptus mechanicus chanted as they repaired citizens or praying to God for blessings and then promptly tossing holy oil on the patient.


    This was what Mai could see as she walked to the registration tent after receiving I clean bill of health and a healthy dose of oil on her nice blouse. Maybe if the priests didn''t do that all the time more people would go to the cathedral, everyone already worshiped the omnissiah but few went to pray publicly and those who did where looked at like perverts. as the priests where a bit extreme thanks to the new Pope Lorgar appointed by the Prince it must have been to consolidate some political power with the church before Icarus went off. As expected of that shrewd little boy.


    Her memories constantly returned from her waking up till now she had a somewhat clear idea of who she was. She forged in the eye of creation by her grandfather with whom she got his height not the best trait for a girl but she wasn''t built pretty either not that anyone cared much as who would dair criticize the work of God after all. Childhood came and went in early adulthood her grandfather chose deconstruction as his mind wanted to rest. This was the most vivid memory she had received the sadness and grief felt as if it happened recently yet based on her body she knew this wasn''t the case.


    When Registration and checkout was complete she was reminded of where her house was and told to get some rest to support the repair process. She lived alone in a medium size house just outside the capital proper it had large ornate glass windows and deep Grey bricks like most things in the empire. The house where she had grown up. The patches of writing on the wall she made as a kid that was cleaned but never truly came out or that hole in the roof from a Lazer experiment in school that was covered up but never reported for fear of punishment. This all looked like home to why the cold feeling of dread at the back of her thoughts. She decided to shut down and hope it went away with time.You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.


    She was once a teacher now a headmistress at the most prestigious academy in the empire the Royal Academy of Britannia accepting only the best and brightest it was her passion and drive to see students reach the limit of what they could do and then go beyond that but also to prepare them for the dangerous politics that filled there future if they were competent enough to rise. This had the side effect of making her quite a powerful political figure as the kids from the academy climbed the ranks in their fields often supported the school not to mention the Prince attending when he had time poor boy must be in so much pain right now.


    The flying ships where still being repaired so she had to take a carriage to the academy her paper work was probably stacked to the roof with how long she was gone. Looking out the windshield she saw how to capital was slowly coming back to life more light''s where on in the houses more people walked the streets or travel long distances by carriage. The replicators where still repairing any damage the buildings suffered apparently the Battle ships suffered the most as there shields took most of the Damage for the city but couldn''t withstand the resulting after shocks and were forced to land and to be repaired.


    The academy was just as she remembered ornate gothic architecture smooth gray tiles, red bricks and vibrant green plants. With its stone decorations and impressive glass windows giving it an impressive and mysterious atmosphere. There where no students yet as they were still recovering thankfully she had time to prepare for the their return but why did the chair feel just a little to stiff from how she remembered it''s probably from the lack of siting on it for a few days.


    In a ominous looking large control room with shaded lights and several large screens and computers at the front Roboute a tall man with dusty blond hair and sharp blue eyes looked at the screens showing the new batch of citizens acclimatizing themselves to their homes and family''s this was a monumental task that had taken a year to complete not much time for humans but for replicators and advanced computers seemed like forever with constant simulations and memory programs combined with building in signs of age and general development. The lord had on several occasions complained about not having the tech tree up to a point where he could make a device to speed up time in a localized area so he didn''t have to wait. Thankfully he was mostly content to tinker in his lab for this time no doubt making another miracle. He also seemed to be avoiding everyone it''s most likely a test to see our results without interference on his part.

 Chapter 15 Complete civilization

    Vulcan now a grown woman with defined muscle and a messy appearance was adding the final touches to a large machine. Done! we can now reliably assemble Zero point modules as evidenced by the new one on my desk it just takes a lot of crystal. This is one of the break through points in the tech tree the maker keeps talking about near infinite energy combined with stability to last long enough to make Dawn smile if it''s even possible I think he would see it a sign his mind isn''t fortified enough.


    I have just the thing to plug it into she thought while looking at a half complete satellite but unfortunately Roboute wants it for the city''s power supply he''s so boring like that.


    In a massive Cathedral with the symbol of the Cult mechanics inscribed in bronze all over. A tall bald man with symbolic tattoos of the Machine God on his head and a pious face was giving a sermon to the assembled Tech priests. Who where nodding along. This was Lorgar who had written down the holy book of the mechanics based on his understanding of the memories given to him by his god and his lords grand plan. He also established the cult mechanics once the creator made clear his goal of having their mechanical race emulate humans this was clearly why he was given the memories of the history of Mars and of the men who wished to be closer to God by becoming machine granted he still didn''t understand what toasters had to do with it but God would reveal all in time. Lorgar was also responsible for building shops, theam parks, theater, movie houses, holodecks, karaoke booths, gaming booths, stadiums and a Museum filled with a fake history and propaganda. Even if we could use the holodeck to make all of these things it would be a waste of power and wouldn''t quite feel authentic so it was best to have real locations instead.


    On the very edge of the capital there were several large buildings built with spires and towers all over all had deep purple accents in the otherwise white brick what made up this collection of buildings. In the highest towers meeting room sat Morgana a beautiful woman with raven hair and a look of displeasure on her face that would make those weak of will want to be punished by her. "why is my backstory that I''m some old hag that uses magic to stay young! I am young! Why can''t we just say the price put me in power like Lorgar not that I''m some kind of cougar in a young girls skin" her second generation assistant''s all now taking on the form of old men and woman as they grew to match the role of wise teachers and professionals in magic Decided to look away not getting involved in that mess. Except one with a hook nose, bright eyes hidden behind half moon glasses and dressed in the gayist sparkling robe you will ever see spoke calmly "it''s all for the greater good" he promptly had a book thrown at his face.If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    In a large construction yard a army of replicators and Asurans now Britannians worked together to build another of those sector defense fortifications that chief Rogal wanted done. Ever since the old king appointed Rogal as head of construction and architecture he has been pushing to fortify every inch of the island it''s a bit extreme but we grunts can''t really complain about all the good work we get done tho there''s less replicator help something about repairing the other cities in the empire. Best get back to work don''t wand Lord Rogals scary eyes to look at me for a second time. The first time it was like a saw my whole life flash before my eyes and then how I could of done it better by fortifying everything and he judged me for not doing so.


    In the palace several camera drones and a reporter worked tirelessly to report to the people about the various reconstruction efforts and political shenanigans going on it the capital as well as any new developments concerning the Regent.


    Deep in the halls of a massive palace that made all of kings landing look small by comparison and the mountain next to it look like a younger brother. There was a very ordinary room filled with documents and administrative paperwork stacked neatly the sound of a computer typing also showed that Roboute the prime minister appointed by the previous king was still hard at work behind all that paper work getting the empire to function after the great breaking so we should probably leave.


    Looking at the big scary guards that would stop him if he went further in he wisely chose to stay back and end the report. The prince has yet to make a state of the nation address or speak out about the death of his parents. Our contact in the Palace has said the Prince is so distraught that he has barely left his room in this time. J Jameson of The Britannian Broadcasting Corporation signing out.

 Chapter 16 A cult and a spider

    Crag town in the Westerlands deep in the lords keep several people gathered each wearing a simple mask the candles cast demonic shadows over the cloaks the nobles wore while a man with a staff of metal that glowed and sparked with electric arcs and blood red robes finer than any noble gave a sermon about a god they never heard of and couldn''t understand but where drawn to because of the miracles he performed like healing lord westerlings son where the maester was helpless or reviving the dead with lightning. They kept it secret of course because the faith of the seven would no doubt pull the lords down using if the smallfolk were told about a heretic and evil god worshiped by your lords. But nonetheless Lorgars infiltraters continued to gather support slowly seeping into the shadows of the seven kingdoms.


    This was all their gods great plan Lord lorgar had only uncovered a small part but when our God pushed for a expedition to the west we knew it was time. He even tested our devotion by having us carry out risky infiltration missions in old town where if caught we would sacrifice ourselves in his name truly a Test of Faith.


    This small gathering of semi influential nobles or suspicious people in disguise hadn''t gone unnoticed by the street urchins of Crag and other settlements so to fill there stomachs or increase their importance to the spy masters eyes a game of broken telephone began resulting in a raven heading to Kings landing.


    Over the past years more ship''s of unusual design and great speed that didn''t fit there massive size where traveling the world on long expeditions going to every port city in Westeros, Essos snd in between from what could be gathered they were trading for all sorts of things from books to simple seeds or relics from swindlers looking for easy money.


    When the first ship had arrived Varys had warned the king to be cautious with them but he never took it seriously to busy fucking whores and feasting to bother with a nation that seemed far away. The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.


    At least until one of the ships caused a commotion in kings landing and the royal court met in person with diplomats from Britannia. While they acted polite and observed the Customs of the Seven Kingdoms such as guest rights, noble formality and they even gave gifts to the King and Queen a exquisite painting of a bloody battlefield and what must be the finest mirror in the seven kingdoms.


    Varys and all the other perceptive people at the banquet could see it, the hidden disdain they looked at them with. Varys was very familiar with that look he had seen it since he was a child stealing from thieves on the streets it was the look given to the poor by the rich or nobles to the smallfolk.


    This predictably angered the Queen despite the gift. Luckily one of thier domestic disputes cut her off from doing anything to rash for now but he knew this will sit in her heart like poison spreading till she takes it out on whoever she can. After all how dare a mere commoner hold contempt for the Queen of the Seven kingdoms.


    Lord Jon Arryn hand of the king and his ever dutiful assistant Peter baelish the master of coin took over the probing of the guests as the king was drunk and looking at the poor serving girl and the queen in a foul mood also looked at the serving girl with murder on her mind and a noble mask of cold indifference on her face. While Grand Maester Pycelle and myself played our roles a bumbling harmless old man and a spider in the background waiting for the right time to web in our guests.


    So far what was gleamed from the guests suggests that there is a state similar to valeria that has remained isolated for the most part from the rest of the world due to numerous political and environmental factors this however was nothing the spy''s hadn''t already reported from the other ports they stopped at or the lanister information from the first meeting with the Prince years ago. It seems our guests are feeding us the same story on purpose likely a command from their lord. I should see if my little birds can bribe someone on the ship I have no doubt Peter will have his finest girls out tonight.


    Lord Arryn asked if the crown could form diplomatic ties or a marriage agreement of some kind the queen started glaring daggers at his back ready to defend lady Myrcella should it come down to it not that it will but she often has political blinders when it comes to her children.


    With some diplomatic deals somewhat verbally agreed on and the marriage dodged because of cultural reasons on their side and the lack of true intelligence regarding our foreign guests on ours.


    A trade fleet will be assembled by the crown in the next 2 months lead by our Master of ships Lord Stannis and escorted by the ship returning from Braavos to the Empire of Britannia. They will be trading anything of interest as well as bring gifts to their sovereign.

 Chapter 17 Great Voyage

    Ships from all the world converged on kings landing from the Red keep you could see flags from private merchants look for a new trade route then all the Lords of the seven kingdoms with stakes in shipping and trade such as house Redwyne and house Manderly who had come to join the crowns little trade expedition. You could also see some notable ships from The city states of Volantis, Tyrosh, Lys, Myr as well as Pentos and Braavos who had followed behind their own diplomatic ships of Britannia but they were much less as the city states didn''t want to commit to much to a expedition past Westeros as whatever returns would take to long to return. It''s likely that the rulers of the city states simply didn''t want to be shown up by the other states or mocked by their rivals.


    With so many ships and crew from all over public order was near nonexistent you could step over a drunken sailor in every street or have a brawl between crews over a worn out Whore or Cultural differences that usually ended in a stabbing. So it was with great relief to the people of kings landing when they finally followed the two ships out of Kings landing for lanisport to resupply before going West of the west.


    The conditions when sailing are quite awful Serra knew this because for the past few weeks she had been stored onboard and treated with the same care the Lys magistrate who owned this ship and her had shown is material offerings to the king of the new land. And with all that it was still hard to bear the sea sickness, or the smell of the crew.


    The last time she went out for fresh air the magistrate had Caught someone looking at her the wrong way and had him thrown overboard to make a point.


    I was trained to be an excellent and expensive Bed slave with the beauty and grace of a noble of Valeria combined with the skills of a Whore. If this trip hadn''t come up the magistrate would of most surely taken it on him himself to taste me but sadly for him he was losing his political power and his enemies smelled the blood in the water so he gambled on this trip to save himself when he had no other options.Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel.


    And I was to be his most precious gift I couldn''t be damaged before then. Even if it''s some greasy, drunk fat king I wouldn''t mind because just looking at the Magistrates eyes tells me I''m going to be lost at sea if not accepted.


    Stanis barathion didn''t mind being born the second son nor the looks of the kings court and nobles of kings landing but he did get have no small amount of fury at his Elder brothers actions since becoming king. Sure they were never close or had a brotherly bond but to give Renly the storm lands while he got a the rock in the ocean known as dragon stone. To make matter''s worse he also got the useless position of master of ships on the small council and now was pushed into going to the ends of the world where few ever returned from to meet with an unknown king on behalf of his brother. Luckily Ser Davos Seaworth advised him on the potential benefits of being the first to contact this new land for the Seven kingdoms and himself.


    His reasoning truly cemented itself when the fleet abruptly came out of a large storm only to be greeted by another fleet of ships far larger than their trade ship escorts and out numbering the warships the coalition fleet had. There was a tense atmosphere as the two fleets stood off against one another signals communicating orders and requests among each other eventually a pact was reached and one ship from both fleets carrying representatives would meet in the middle to talk. It took a lot longer for Stannis to get his ship to the meeting point as he had to push around all the self important merchants who wanted to join and then use the size of the Westeros fleet to assemble all the even more egotistical rable that came from Essos lest they go ahead and make a fool of themselves by not representing all of the fleets interests to our hosts or worse slight them and doom us all to a battle with more advanced ships at our front and a storm at our backs.


    The the scale of the ship amazed Stannis as he climbed abored. It was made from so much metal and wood it would bankrupt any lord foolish enough to try and the tube''s of metal seem to be used like our scorpions and catapults given their placement. There''s paneling on the sides maybe to allow for oars but he hasn''t seen that on the trade ships. He was brought out of his thought''s when he got to the top of the deck.


    There was a soft rumble coming from inside the ship like a sleeping beast On the deck there was a large wood table with white chairs all around made from some kind of soft wood and exotic food fit for a king served on ceramic plates. Their was no other drink except water that was somehow cold despite no ice and the wrong climate.


    "Good evening I am Admiral Jonathan Archer welcome aboard the Enterprise" a older man with sharp but strange blue clothes, Calm green eyes, white hair and beard not very handsome but he had a aura of command. greated them with his serving girl dressed similarly offering bread and salt.

 Chapter 18 MOOD KINDRED

    On this vessel sat representatives from just about every place that had ships and trade in their blood as well as those of enough importance to be involved and their retinue made of spy''s, guards, slaves or learned men. They all hid their curiously about the strange ship and oddly dressed and armored crew behind masks after all no one was stupid enough to ask. When everyone important was seated


    The Admiral began. "we have received word of your journey and goals from the ships escorting you here and as such the prime minister who in our nation is equivalent the the hand of the king in the Seven kingdoms had us meet you here to go over important details and prevent any misunderstandings or public order problems from reaching the Capital. We have also been ordered to restock your ships supplies at sea to no cost to you this is to prevent to many people entering the islands."this made all the merchants incredibly happy as it was quite a journey for some who travel far to get here.


    "Their are to many ships and you are only allowed visitation rights to the capital not the other citys so remember any ship wandering off will be destroyed. The ships wishing to trade will have a set day to come to the city under escort to trade in a special area that we have set up."


    " Those giving gifts or are of station should register here after as their will be a ball to welcome you in the palace that we will escort you to in 3 days and the Prince will be receiving guests on the 4th day."


    The Admiral stopped to take a sip of water before continuing " Next the Empire values it''s citizens far more than outsiders of any kind this is not empty words should you break some basic laws we have set for you we will kill you no matter the person or who they represent these include Rape, murder, theft, kidnapping or anything that threatens the safety of the empire or its people" this caused frowns to appear on most faces and murmurs between everyone as these laws were really overbearing and it was highly unusual for any sovereign to place the people so high in value.


    "lastly you should be made aware of how most Britannians will perceive you I don''t expect you to understand until you get to the capital but I will tell you straight if you''re from the seven kingdoms you are seen the same way you see wildlings the same with Essos the same way you see the Dothraki." there were loud murmurs some even had barely suppressed anger. One man a lord by the look of him stood up and demanded a apology before leaving for Stannis ship. Stannis assumed the man was trying to get some benefit but before other''s could try the same thing the Admiral spoke up "Britannia does not need trade in fact the only reason we have gone out into the world is because of the commands of the Prince who wishes for a better connection to the wider world but make no mistake most have no interest."This silenced crowd as they understood the Admiral had the strength here."With that said please register and draw lots for merchant days. And I will be going over less important topics"The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    He was immediately swarmed with lords, merchants and Magistrates all looking to get something from the man. Stannis couldn''t help but feel deja vu as this was exactly like getting the representatives onto his ship. Sir Davos suggested we wait till things calm down before going over and I agreed.


    "Your should use the white water machine in the small room to relieve yourself" confused silence


    "be careful of the large silver bugs they bite but are tamed if not revoked " shocked silence


    "woman are treated equally in our nation" silence


    By the time Stannis got to the old Admiral everyone thought this Empire was full of mad men but no one dared to speak out loud. Sir Davos did the introductions "This Lord Stannis Barathion Lord of Dragon stone and The Master of Ships" The admiral nodded "The reports mentioned you would be coming Lord Stannis what can I do for you"


    Stannis stepped forward to speak "indeed I would like whatever information you can give me in regards to the royal court and nobility of Britannia" everyone listing to the conviction got serious even though the question was a bit rude it was very valuable to make a good impression.


    Admiral Archer nodded again "The king and queen have died recently during a religious ceremony currently the Prince regent has the most political power and will have absolute power when he comes of age" everyones mind immediately suspected the Prince of kin slaying but judging by how normal the crew acted it didn''t seem to be the case after all as the small folk don''t show resentment or hidden contempt. "Next are the 5 most powerful nobles each responsible for a different major field among them is the prime minister who is the most powerful in the current age. Just below them are the secondary nobles who hold great political power and manage secondary fields like the minister of mining, farming and education. Below them are the Provincial, city governors and Holy houses then comes the administration that manages land but have no political power."


    Most of the first bit made sense to Stannis and everyone else but anything else was purely unrecognizable.

 Chapter 19 Reverse Isekai

    Magistrate Vellore of Lys now understood the comparison to the Dothraki. They don''t build just live in tents and acted like beasts fucking and killing everywhere. I used to think our buildings and walls were among the best architectural marvels catching up to valeria in time after all Lys was a colony to start with. But now it seems like all we build are Mud huts and call it grand. Snapping back I realized the huge possibilities this brought me if I can get a good rapport with the nobles or the Prince I can seek benefits for both nations with myself as a middle man stabilizing my position as a magistrate. With that I went to the gift to check and clean her to the best level I could even giving her the best clothes I had after all she was my ticket to a comeback.


    This city is something else. Is this how people felt looking at Valeria a sort of deep understanding that this was the peak of the world everyone seems to naturally understand. This was on lord Stannis mind as they entered the port to a city so far removed from anything he had experienced in his life that it seemed to be another world.


    Walking the streets with Sir Davos and his guards they all felt so out of place like the peasants that entered the red keep but worse. With only some basic similarities with Westeros like the carriage that passed by. But it had a different design and was pulled by a iron Horse. The roads were there but tiled in Gray and black and covered in strange clear material that looks cleaner than glass but harder than steel they found it quite hard to navigate such a place thankfully most of the city was restricted to them. .


    There was no smell of shit or piss or unwashed people milling about it was just people dressed in strange noble attire when asked that they did the reply was mixed as he couldn''t understand half the jobs but he did understand labors in good if a bit dirty clothing then it clicked these where common people not Nobles. For a moment Stannis believed it was some sort of elaborate act to show how powerful there nation is after all how could the small folk dress and eat as well as nobles it was simply unsustainable.


    Not to mention the size of everything from the common houses to a academy that acted like the maesters citadel the size of the red keep. Every building held more wealth than his banner men combined just based on the ornate stonework and glass windows with glowing crystals that give light to each and every room and exquisite furniture only found in the homes of the wealthy but here it was as if it was of no value.This was so far out of his and his men''s world view that they retired to the ship for the rest of the day to recover from the shock of such a ludicrous place existing.


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    "My prince we have found one faceless man among the crew of the fleet it seems the energy reaction to keep himself hidden using the skin of others is very easy for scanners to pick up but very hard to identify visually".


    I was currently in my lab tinkering with some golden age of technology stuff when one of the intelligence division members popped up and asked for orders meaning Roboute thought this was part of the plan and left it up to me. "leave them for now but stop them from snooping if necessary. Don''t let them know we can see through them." A faceless man quite interesting I wonder if they think we are another Valeria or maybe a colony if so then they will become annoying as far as I remember the organization was formed to kill slaves and slave owners by the slaves of Valeria initially and fled to Braavos to keep up the good work of granting death to anyone for their god.


    While the kingdom was built around me with very little direction on my part other than adding in more human characteristics to the third generation and making the forge of creation basically a reskin of the table that the first and second generation used but looking like upgraded protoss gateway portal why because it''s so dam cool. So when a mommy and daddy or anyone (even just one person) love each other very much toss in some of their blocks and out comes a mix or a semi randomized mutation based on the originals and it looks like a act of God not just a table in the middle of a room.


    The tech tree is now high enough for me to be called very op but not enough to stop time travel or continent destroying attacks so I sense a time skip coming but first I must get ready to act as ruler lucky I had momonga to copy from. I thought as I took on a Regal pose with my hand waving to the left.


    In a plaza surrounded by stalls on all sides merchants buying and selling were bickering over price and quantity while some lords bought what ever cought the eye the most. This was the second batch to dock and trade so they made the most out of it.


    The goods sold where all very interesting and unique there were multiple copies of books with excellent illustrations with titles like Ancient history volume 1, The differences between true dragons and wyverns, How to rule for dummys and the biggest book Fundamental Principles of Magacratic Governance by Frianne Gushmond that had all been translated from their strange pictorial language (Japanese Kanji) into common.


    Other things included large and detailed maps, glassware, furniture, clothing in their strange style, a box of potions and how to use them to heal wounds, statues with a spiked wheel (gear) and skull, Small boxes that use magic to play sounds after winding up.


    "7th guy today" I said as I looked over the dead sailor "let''s find out the ship he worked on" I sigh at the stupidity of people. The main problem was theft bunch of desperate guys thinking to steal something small and get rich when they''re home unfortunately the main targets had been thief proofed in this area of the city the lights that attracted greed thinking they were glowing gems try snatching them unfortunately they give off a hell of a electric shock when touched to much and explode if moved or damaged Boss Vulcan is really scary when she wants to be. Marines like myself are patrolling everything else. The poor dead guy was hoping to get a replicator in a bag even if he he did it would just call for more of them until it was free. Not the worst death I had seen that award went to random Braavosi merchant who somehow ended up fighting a Marine to the death. I think we traumatized the spectaculars when he was cut in half in one swing but they recovered quickly enough as expected of the people from the continents.

 Chapter 20 Noblesse

    In a massive ballroom with the night sky painted with incredible detail on the roof and large glass windows with ornate designs that reflected the moonlight and framed by royal purple curtains. In a palace larger than Kings landing and taller than mountains.


    Many people gathered dressed in the finest clothing they had. Old men talking in hushed whispers about business or politics, young men and women laughing and talking gently while they looked at members of the opposite sex and occasionally asking for a dance, Wives chatting over wine or the large tables to the side maintaining family connections, gossiping and doing political scheming here and there, Military figures sat austere in the corner playing chess or talking. Serving staff in black suits moved around the various tables offering refreshments where needed.


    The most out of place were the dignitaries from the continent who looked a bit funny as their clothing was a bit strange and they didn''t seem to know how to Waltz but it was to be expected after all there culture was so far removed from our own. In time the dignitaries were integrated into the various groups mostly out of curiosity on both sides as well as the regents unofficial command to make some progress with them. It''s a pity that most of them smelled so strongly of primitive perfume that it made that task very uncomfortable.


    Serra had been stunned to many times since coming to this strange and wondrous land. Subtly glancing at the magistrate in front of her she understood she was not the only one. In fact she doubted if anyone from any land would not be shocked by this place. As she mingled with the magistrate and some of the nobles of Britannia she kept her ears open to anything regarding The Prince but it seemed the magistrates desperation had intensified since exploring the city as he simply asked one of the nobles not very tactfully. It was understandable of course he was under quite the pressure. It turns out the Prince is quite young and doesn''t attend such gatherings frequently. This could be great if I could seduce him or at least whisper in his ear occasionally. It can also be bad if he has yet to find girls attractive then I would seem a rather pointless gift. I need to make a effort to seem more approachable to a young boy who just lost his parents maybe dress with more soft clothing and less gold and jewelry. Filling that place in his heart should get me decent protection from nobles who won''t like a foreign whore so close to the future king.


    Stannis was sitting next to Admiral Archer and some other military men playing a strange game called chess it was similar to the Westeros equivalent Cyvasse. He was informed that chess was much older dating back thousands of years ago in a empire in the east and it kept changing forms and names for different peoples till the present day. As he eventually got the hang of it and decided to the admiral about the Prince and his deceased parents in preparation for his audience tomorrow. The admiral seemed to be quite a bit more understanding of there situation as compared to some other nobles who seemed to look at people from the west and east as animals dressed in strange clothes. Despite their noble masks it could be seen through their eyes but few of the others seemed to notice and perhaps Stannis wouldn''t of if not for Cersei once showing a similar expression but much more poorly concealed to some small folk and lower nobles. When he met her after she became Queen.


    Admiral archer nodded in understanding as he played his move " First you must understand our empire is much more stable in terms of a Sovereigns power and influence. In the seven kingdoms the king has nominal control over the other lands through pacts, marriage, political and economic power or with Targaryens the absolute might of what you call Dragons as a additional factor. But are still trapped in a poor management system, heavily dependent on maesters and poor transportation logistics to keep order this all limits the kings true power in other territorys and without the speed of dragon flight checking on or changing the Seven Kingdoms in near impossible as such you now have a nominal ruler trapped in kings landing who if they made sweeping changes to how the system worked would have to deal with civil war even with dragons it would be pointless."Stolen story; please report.


    Stannis frowned deep in thought but he saw no way for the system to change and no reason to do so after all it had always been that way and the problems of a observer might not be problems to the people involved. The Admiral continued.


    "In the empire the sovereign can make changes to every level of society without the need to worry about rebellion because the nobles have no military power and the administrators who handle anything smaller than a city are chosen by the crown. Furthermore all nobles go to the royal academy since a young age and are instructed in the ideas of King, Country and Noblesse to avoid getting a stupid ruler only the best of the academy can inherent previous positions but this can be revoked by the house of lords in the case of incompetence. As such when pertaining to our young prince he has near absolute power in a true sense the only restriction is his age and the trials of rulership that I can''t speak to you about. And a very dangerous political mind as he was not educated by maesters in a Castle but a school designed to be a snake pit of intrigue and schemes while cramming the knowledge of everything our nation has into the poor boy." The Admiral showed a bit of pity but if it was for the Prince or his own grandchild who could say.


    Stannis made his move on the board then hesitated but eventually asked "How do the nobles have no military power such a thing should lead to chaos, what is the Noblesse you spoke about I''ve never heard of it and is there anything else I should know about."


    The Admiral gave a small smile and handed a glass to Stannis and made his move "Your quiet good I suspected most Nobles from Westeros wouldn''t dare admit ignorance and speak so bluntly but it seems I''m wrong. I''m afraid the military power thing is to long to explain but it''s a sign of an advancing social structure and a high consolidation of power by the previous kings that built up over time. The Noblesse is the idea that with power comes responsibility in a simple sense it pertains to rulers of any kind you must not abuse your power or you will be thrown down by the people. Oh there is something important that I forgot to tell you the Prince is not blind."


    This made Stannis pause as he moved his peace. He drank some form of strange alcohol and clarified." I received reports he wears a blindfold constantly and his guards never corrected any mistaken beliefs."


    Checkmate the admiral said and continued" It was most likely the Prince making a show of it as he truly didn''t care or a idea to get people to put down their vigilance. The answer to the blindfold is simply that his eyes see to much and so he has to limit them however that is only what I know and I''m not high enough to know everything and I wouldn''t tell you if I was." The Admiral gave a smile and continued" Valarias noble familys all used magic extensively and this is reflected in silver hair, unique eye color and unnatural levels of beauty. I believe the main reason for the incest of the Targaryens was probably fear of losing their powers and dragons and as such they lost their powers, dragons and had mental problems passed down magic can only do so much to correct their bloodline. Now remember the Targaryens were only a minor house that fled before the doom the true kings and nobles had all their magic and powers unknown it''s highly likely that our royals have similar abilitys simply by meeting the Prince you will understand my theory."


    By the end of the evening mist of the guests were prepared to meet the Prince and contemplating if there gifts were worthy of such an encounter. Magistrate Vellore was quite happy with the woman that he had especially if the Prince was young but he also knew he dad to prepare the gold. And so another night of last minute preparing ensued among the guests.

 Chapter 21 Gifts and Ruler

    Siting on my throne I couldn''t help but marvel at how amazing the throne room looked it was lined with massive white pillars with ornate symbols and runes carved in lines practically every inch and filled with gold that supported the great Architectural roof that looked like something out of Michelangelo''s collection with murals and paintings with precious gems, gold as highlights. Their was also a large purple carpet leading up the the throne that was raised by steps made of shiny white marble tiles. There were large flower pots placed to the sides to give the place a more natural feel. The throne reminded me of gilgameshs throne from Fate grand order Babylonia not to shiny like a throne made from gold but still had a ancient and regal look. Behind it was one of the first holo emitters made it was used to scare the primitives of this world by having the Throne burn in pale blue flames that moved according to the situation in the background a silent nod to the Fire nation and Valeria two island nations that attacked continents with overwhelming firepower.


    Unfortunately when I sat on it I was immediately uncomfortable this was not a good gaming chair this was a symbol of Sovereignty according to the background I had set up with the 1st and 2nd generation it had existed since before the dawn age so roughly 9000 years and Rogal and Morgana had done everything in their power to fortify it against time and the elements but they still want to improve it when they can. I think adding a cushion would help but i suppose having it be like this will help me keep posture and in character. Thank squiddy I''m not sitting on that Iorn throne tho.


    Waiting nervously outside of two massive doors made from obsidian and albedo metals and carved with two strange humanoid creatures (angel and a demon) so realistically they seemed almost real were the dignitaries from the continents and their retinues responsible for bringing the gifts. Dignitaries Stood, Sat and paced all waiting for the word to enter. Soon enough a tall stately man with blond hair and sharp eyes informed them that they were to enter one at a time. Give the gift receive a gift in return and then speak for a short time to the Prince Regent.


    Splendor and Majesty would be a good description anyone who entered the throne room of Britannia would give if asked. The delegates walked forward in small groups one at a time having names and titles called to the Prince and his high nobles who stood to the side. Everyone was awe struck by the prince despite his age his sky like eyes seemed to see into the soul and his white hair was framed by a crown of silver and white light giving off a saintly atmosphere that was further in proved by the white robes lined with gold and The blue fire that danced behind his throne.


    Serra was incredibly nervous this would be the time she would be judged and she knew her life was on the line. Looking at the magistrates sweating back and neck she knew it wasn''t just her. She had prepared as best she could in a light blue silk dress that revealed enough to capture any man but didn''t make her look like a easy conquest. Her silver hair had been done up in the local fashion she observed from the girls at the ball to fit in more closely with them. And she used very little makeup to reveal her natural beauty. But when she saw the price she couldn''t help but feel like it wasn''t enough.


    Sitting on the throne as people came to greet me and talk I felt more and more uncomfortable it was one thing to act a like a king and another to actually do the job thank squiddy I''m only a puppet king and don''t have to actually get into the real politics and managment I just gave to sit and look good for the public. My thoughts ran away as I kept my poker face and Regal bearing as I talked to the representative from Braavos who seemed to be here to talk about trade but we had very little interest in trading anything technological or really valuable but I agreed as we could export our excess food and interesting items that will give us a cultural impression on this worlds natives like books or paintings plus it might give my people inspiration. I could swear I saw Lorgar nodding his head in a I knew it manner to the side. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.


    Next to come up was Stannis who gave his greetings from the seven kingdoms and it''s king. I was I bit shocked by how young he looked he still had a good hair and didn''t look like he had gone through the hardships of life. But I suppose it made sense his only real problem should be he''s daughter with gray scale. His hatred with his brother hadn''t grown with time as much as a few years later. As far as I remember it was a few stillborn babys at this time but I could be wrong my memory''s are limited due to not caring about his story to much when watching game of thrones. I actually found the guy behind him more compelling the Onion knight is a very compelling character.


    Stannis maintained his composure under the young prince''s keen stare. But Ser Davos was sweating slightly. Stannis chose to continue "We bring gifts from all lands of the seven kingdoms and hope to build a bridge of cooperation between of lands." The Prince answered in a practiced manner "We have no conflicts and as such I have made my finest artisans make small light status for all the great lords" nodding the Prince showed off exquisite podiums made from white stone each with a glowing statue on top that represented the great lords for example house Tyrell had a rose that gave a golden glow same with house Lanisters lion head, Dorn had a red sun and the Starks had a gray wolf head. It was a real marvel of art and light. Stannis accepted the gifts and the offer of a non interference pact that the prince had written up in common and signed and sealed by both of them.


    As I watched Stannis leave I was quite giddy as in those podiums was extremely advanced surveillance equipment and a drone with holo projectors in case I wanted to make the world seem more magical. It would let me see and hear everything happening in the castle of any lord that had one and even act as a magic stick if I wanted. Like a Trojan horse so I could know and act at the best times to proceed with my very disorganized plan that involves living life and following my


    whims In a weak world were no one could stop me.


    Next to step forward was Magistrate Vellore of Lys and next to him was a beautiful young girl of about 15 or 16 who looked like a noble. He did the usual greetings and then offered the girl and several crates of gold as gifts. I looked at him for a long moment as I thought if I was a different protagonist I would kill this guy and free the girl due to my original worlds upbringing and a sense of morales developed in a modern era but I wasn''t that kind of person why should I free her or care about both of them when I don''t even know them. Also from that guys perspective and probably the girls as well there is nothing strange about this yea it might suck but they live In a society were slaves are the norm much like most of my worlds history. Oh my looks like they are both sweating now better get back to it. "Morgana please inspect the girl I called out" a few minutes later I received a report that she was scanned to be clean and still a virgin so there was no problem in accepting. The magistrate then told of how his position was in danger and I zoned out for a bit at the end. He wasn''t very valuable to me or my plans but he was OK to keep around. If he proved worthy of my help I decided to give him exclusive rites to our trade with Lys as a test and to help him maintain his position for now at that he was overjoyed and flattered for the next five minutes. The girl was escorted to my room when he left.


    By the time all the guests were gone I was tired but happy. The notable things that happened were me giving out more of our spy devices that the rich couldn''t resist and the faceless man as one of the retinues bringing up the gifts. But he didn''t do anything it might be scouting and making a assessment of our kingdom.

 Chapter 22 Ripple

    Serra had been waiting in a cozy yet large sized room from the past few hours. She was no longer as nervous now that she had been accepted by her new master but she was still to scared to touch anything in the room. It was strange the room looked normal but there was a glowing wall that showed strange letters and made soft music and the desk had a chair designed in a way she had never seen before even in this strange country. The only normal thing was the bed but that also had a strange life size pillow that had a woman with black wings on her hips and horns on her head embroidered on it with so much detail it must of taken a team years to make it. There was also a beautiful mirror on the wall that showed her figure perfectly and made her fuss about the little imperfections. When the little prince entered she was fussing over her hair for the seventh time.


    It seems girls will be girls no matter the word. I thought as I entered. "Ahem I would like to talk to you" the girl whipped around and curtsied to me not daring to lift her head. I continued "I have no interest in freeing you from slavery out of the goodness of my heart so you will receive a salary every month until you can buy your freedom. I have decided to keep you on the island until I can determine your character if you are found lacking I will send you to Essos with a bag of coin to start a life there after you have paid for your freedom. I am currently in need of a servant and assistant we can descuss pay later. Do you understand? "


    It was one of the best outcomes she could think of being a servant gave her purpose and a higher social position as her lord was the Prince she could also climb the ladder of household staff not to mention influence the Prince. She had fully expected to please him in bed right away in order to gain a firm position in his heart for now and this job would give plenty of opportunities. "Yes my lord I would be honored to serve you" he nodded "speaking of how old are you?" ''I''m 15 my lord" he looked a little confused for a moment then nodded and said "I see it seems the continents are full of degenerates" she was a little confused some of the girls and boys in lys had been taken when there were younger it was only due to her beauty and training to be a high class slave for the rich did she wait until she was this old.


    The young prince moved over to a bookshelf and took out several books that had lovely pictures in them and were written in common thankfully she had been trained in it and High Valyrian handing them to her she looked down at the titles... Maid 101, Maid education chapters 1 to 4 by Kyockcho and How to maid responsibly by Yuri alpha. " Read these to get an idea of our cultures household staff then you then need to get uniforms and a room nearby from one of the palace assistant''s. The rest will be up to you. Also ask someone how to use to toilets and bathtubs as we don''t use chamber pots and buckets. " With that her new life started in a land of magic and fantasy looking after a fairytale prince.Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.


    On the other side of the ocean at various time points a very slight political ripple had happened in the form of magic statues brought from a far away land recently discovered to the people and whispered about to nobles for years now not that many believed it at first. But the banquets that followed to display their gifts had drawn quite the attention and proven rumor true. A symbol of every lords house made from light and jem was displayed prominently at every banquet by the high lord''s .


    It was a pity in lands influenced heavily by the faith of the seven like the River lands, Reach and Vale the statues had to be hidden away from the public eyes of the small folk to prevent funny rumors of evil magic but kept for the lords to enjoy privately.


    In kings landing the statue of the lion was presented proudly as the High septon was more than happy to declare it a holy artifact for a bit of lanister gold. At night crowds even gathered to pray to the light made from the lion head. This grew more fervent when a man who had his wife and daughter raped in the sacking of kings landing by lanister soldiers tried destroying it with a warhammer but was repelled by an invisible force proving its divine nature. After that it was moved into the red keep but to prevent a riot. It was pulled out during the festival of the Mother to honor the queen.


    The stag representing house barathion had been taken by Renly to Storms End as even if the king and Stannis wanted it. Ships were so risky on those seas and the roads were never safe. It might break before being transported to dragon stone or kings landing also it was more fitting for such a symbol of their house to be kept in their ancestral home not royal holdings. This also had the added benefit of finally having a one up on his brother''s and fed his vanity.


    In Dorne it was put in the water gardens and far from anything important or any plotting talking place. It instantly become a favorite of all the children that played in the water garden the red sun was also seen as a good omen by the people of Dorne.


    The north had no banquet or any need to show off the state it was put at the entrance to the main hall and always drew curiosity from passing people and kids. Of course the small temple of the seven in Winterfell didn''t approve and as such nor did the lady of Winterfell so it was also put away only brought out for special occasions.


    Now you might be wondering what happened to the one going to the iorn islands well it was attacked by pirates and was lost at sea unfortunately it had absolutely nothing to do will Robert''s distaste of the bastards.

 Chapter 23 Maid to Maid

    5am Serra got up and washed, it had been 2 weeks since she came to this magical place and been introduced to all the wonders here like the toilet, baths with taps not buckets and fire, The books with pictures that made her blush and all the light wall stuff that here master does. Even the Magic fake world room that she went to with him.


    It''s like all she''s ever known about how the world worked and what was possible is completely shallow and primitive she now understood why everyone looked down on people from outside these islands. It was the difference between ants and men. As she dressed in her strange maid uniform she couldn''t help but marvel at the material and the unusual undergarments that made her breasts much more comfortable and less of a strain on her back and how she had to figure out how to put everything on by herself. Which took longer than she would like to admit. She tied her hair in a ponytail and left for a quick breakfast before waking the Prince.


    The prince was actually quite lazy when you get to know him he had no sword and martial training or any teachers to tell him about how to rule, language, history or anything that someone in his position should learn even the prime minister didn''t seem to care which was concerning for her. It was almost like a figurehead king while the nobles took all the political power she wasn''t close enough to the Prince to voice her concerns so she simply dropped them for now but it made seducing him top priority.


    Pulling off the blankets of the Princes bed she spoke ""calmly"" "It''s time to wake up! " She had been gentle at first but it never seemed to work she even tried the morning wake up trick she learned from her mother but unfortunately the moment she tried sneaking under the blankets she was kicked in the face by the half asleep prince because she let cold air in.


    But she adapted to the harsh method as it proved most effective it was in one of the books on how to Maid you must adapt to your masters needs and not let your master adapt to you.


    After the morning war I tossed him into a warm bath and started scrubbing his back. He had seemed shy at first but now it was common place. It was probably him not being used to me.


    I had asked him about the other servants and he had said they all died with his parents which was highly suspicious and further proof the nobles are up to something. The Prince hasn''t realized yet likely out of trust but if the servants died the nobles should of gotten replacements for him and not leave him to look after himself, the poor boy. As I looked at him I couldn''t help but want to jump him. His cute face pared with those eyes and soft smile was to die for even though he was young it was not bad and kind of cute but unfortunately I was pretty sure if I tried anything to forceful I would be killed. He only tolerated seductive posing and my little moves to get him to pounce on his own but no luck yet. Once washed and dressed in strange simple clothes that no king would ever be seen dead in. I served him breakfast and stood ready for the next tasks of the day. Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.


    Looking at Lady Morgana who had come to see the prince I couldn''t help having some hostility to her even though she was nice when checking me. She didn''t help the Prince maintain political power like a loyal vessel or help in caring and educating him. But now here she was asking for something about the islands further west and the new satellite whatever that is. When she had gone the Prince looked at me in confusion through the blindfold. I simply replied that I didn''t like her talking to him in such a informal manner. To which he just smiled.


    Next on the to do list was for the Prince to sit in front of the wall of constantly changing shapes and characters until he either jumped up in excitement over stuff I didn''t understand and he wouldn''t really explain. Or got bored and relaxed while reading some books or watching moving paintings on the wall. The one time we went to the fake world room and I got to see kings landing and the red keep but No one could see us and I was told none of the people or buildings there were real despite seeing and hearing them. I could even smell and touch things in that false world. Then when the Prince was done everything disappeared and it was a black room once again. It was honestly very scary and must be very high level magic even for this place.


    By the end of the day I got supper from the kitchens and served it to him while preparing the bed. I then left to sleep while he did the same. I had tried staying and seducing the first few times but it was pointless he just turned over and ignored me and went to sleep. I honestly questioned my beauty after that. That''s how my life fell into routine for the next few years as my little fairytale prince got more handsome and I got more accustomed to life in the Palace and the weird culture of these people.


    I eventually figured out that the Prince was indeed just a position without much power however this was mostly by my masters choice as he didn''t want to be buried in paperwork and responsibilities. It was a bit strange from my view but I suppose if he could enjoy life why force him into taking responsibility for a nation at such a young age. I have mostly stopped my seduction plans as the Prince seems to have other priorities right now but he still enjoys the occasional swing of my hips I do to tease him. I have grown quite close to him in these few years as he has very little contact with the nobles and officials due to his withdraw personality after his parents death.


    We occasionally wandered the capital in secret just looking for fun magical stuff to do and I''m always surprised at just how unique this place is as magic is all over. I even heard that every few months some merchants from the continents try to steal the magic of this place but never succeed. The Prince also told me that the storms surrounding the island help sink any unsavory sorts and protect the island from outside magic.


    Coming to this strange place seems a bit like a long and strange dream in fact I sometimes have nightmares that I''m still on the magistrates ship and we have all drowned at sea. That this is just my dream before the many faced God takes me. Luckily I always wake up soon after but it still scary just like the false world room.

 Chapter 24 Sifi bullshit go

    The flesh is weak so said the omnissiah that one time and so Lorgar wrote that down. For he understood why they were made from metal and not the blood of our creator for he knew his vessel was weak and as such built us stronger and now was his lords time to step closer to the machine. When he had asked why he had waited his lord told him he wanted to be absolutely certain and that his body still needed to develop a bit more before he would make changes to it. Lorgar then understood how much of his lords plan he had missed and could only shake his head at his own incompetence.


    In the great Cathedral to the Machine God in the capital. At the front behind a podium Lorgar stood giving speaches in rapture to his right sat a ornate sarcophagus made from crystal with delicate carvings all along the sides and big enough to fit a football team in if they were squished really well. It had flowing black liquid darker than night and that occasionally took on forms that made it look evil like hands, tentacles or eye''s that would cry black tears. In front of the stage there was a massive crowd all seated and waiting for the Prince to arrive these were all the Nobles and important people in the empire dressed up to the 9s. The news drones shaped like starcraft probes flew around the area to report on the event to the general public that were watching from home and the streets outside. Just then there was a commotion on screen.


    "And now the crown prince of Holy Britannian Empire!, The ruler of Carcosa! And the will of the Omnissiah! his Royal highness Gojo Satoru" on screen the Prince entered the cathedral his gate calm and steady but confident. His 15 year old body didn''t hinder his presence and his eyes were on full display for all to see. As he reached the podium Lorgar gave way.


    "People of Britannia! All men..... are not created equal since the start of the world we have observed this fact in every aspect of our society and incorporated it into who we are as a people . Because we know the best will rise above the common in any field or occupation so long as the state allows for struggle, competition the unflattering march of progress for in this we grow


    What of Westeros, Essos and the Far East all barbaric lands who''s rabble rulers dare not let the common man know of language... of science! For their institutions of learning that have forgotten the dream of progress and understanding in their monopoly of knowledge and wisdom. Look what has become of our lost kin stagnation, degradation and arrogance in ignorance of the great races of the world. For how many thousands of years but not our beloved Britannia. We fight, We compete our progress is continuous."


    The Prince Paused then gripped podium tightly "The passing of my parents demonstrates Britannias unswerving commitment to the progress of the nation. To solidify this belief I shall undertake the trial of intelligence before you all as a sign of my rite to rule this great nation! And build it''s future! All Hail Britannia!" All citizens throughout Britannia all shout the same " All Hail Britannia!"


    With that over the Prince was disrobed by a foreign looking maid. Forever etching his image in the minds of school girls, milfs, gilfs, gay men and those guys who would say 20$ is 20$ luckily he had on long black swim pants underneath all that fancy stuff so he kept his visual chastity from those perverts and pedos looking at a 15year old that way.


    When he was ready Lorgar stepped up and explained the liquid as the blood of the machine God that contains the curse of knowledge it will grant the Prince great intelligence and a divine weapon if he survives long enough. It''s the same test his father took and survived however he was the last of his 16 brothers and sisters from grandfathers harem to participate. All the rest were turned into blood mist after a few minutes. Thus leading to his fathers fear of harems and childhood trauma about liquids.


    Tensions rose as the prince approached the sarcophagus the black liquid went sill as he got closer looking like a black slab of stone. Placing a hand on it the Prince looked back for a brief moment when black oily fingers clasped with his hand and pulled him in violently. There was a gasp from the crowd as it was to sudden. The black liquid moved violently this time like waves on the stormy ocean. The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.


    Lorgar started praying while the nation stood still waiting for the outcome the most scared was the maid who was terrified for the Prince and what would happen to her if he wasn''t around as he was her only backing in this fantasy Land. She really didn''t want to become a Whore or mistress to some fat guy now that she had found Prince charming.


    Inside the black goop was surprisingly nice it was like being planted in the ground with warm soil all around just waiting to sprout. Ahem anyway after a few minutes I gently activate the egg stage being very careful not to hit the tentacle fun time


    button I added because of my bad sense of humor. The black nanites formed into a massive cocoon resembling the one Mr Mahoraga from jjk used.


    With this I heard gasps and Lorgar explaining more but I was a bit to focused on getting stabbed by thousands of little needles. I let out a MANLY scream as the anesthetic kicked in to just a little late. Did you know absolutely every cell In your meat suit is replaced constantly yeah that liver it isn''t the one you started with at birth, those crown jewels not yours either you are literally the question of if you replace every part of a broom is it still the original broom. Now why do I say this well it''s because I am currently being injected with trillions of nanites with different types of nanotechnology that I''ve fused and improved I''ve got Borg, Necron, Ancient, Human and even some shinigami tech all now working on building and improving my body and cells in ways only sifi bullshit can. I should after this now have super human endurance, strength and durability as well as a lifespan of 500 years, Limited soul improvements and strength.


    My main reason its only this despite having more op stuff like perpetual genetic code integration or other such things is because I don''t want to end up like squiddy one day and I don''t really need to be superman levels of godly. One side effect is that it will age me up initially only by 3 or 4 years but the longer lifespan makes up for it.


    Ten minutes later the cords outside the cocoon broke like steel cables and I equipped my new divine weapon hidden in the black nanites it''s similar to a warhammer 40k halo but improved into a real light halo via advanced tech bullshit go. It grants me a very impressive shield system and a Laser that can Pierce anything this world has to offer. But it''s mostly to look cool after all I''m not really a fighter also I have armies to do that for me. What modern person wants to go fighting with swords and killing people under the illusion of grandeur and honor when they can live a happy life.


    There was a gasp from the crowd as well as some priests tossing oil all over people in their excitement at seeing the now older and more handsome prince emerge from the cocoon. The radiant Halo shining on the crowd with golden light. This was how a king should be was the main thought in everyone''s minds as they took in the new Prince.


    Gazing out at the crowded streets with people celebrating my survival of the trial I couldn''t help but be amused. This was my little world and I could do as I pleased with practically anyone or anything inside it. Pushing down the thoughts of narcissism and arrogance I decided calm myself a bit by speaking to my little maid to ground myself after all I always despised those transmigraters that thought themselves gods and above the natives due to future knowledge or those men little more than animals that simply did anything they wanted without self control because they were stronger than the natives.


    "Tell me if you could go into a book and change the fate of its characters would you?" Serra who was standing behind the Prince as he gazed out of the towers balcony was stunned for a moment she had never thought of such a strange thing before but still answered seriously." I think I would change the fates of characters I like and give bad endings to those I hate. " The Prince nodded "I see so you are still constrained by the fact that you are now in a story and as such you have the final say on what will change without realizing that it is now a real world and your actions for good or bad will ripple in unknowable ways resulting in the storys of all the people not mentioned in the story changing not to mention that no matter how good a story it will never give a full picture of a person''s character and life.


    "Amusing isn''t it theres no right or wrong answer to this question but it comes down to imposing your desires onto the story. The self-righteous desire to make the world better in their views and the selfish desire to make only themselves better I much prefer the Latter. I''m only human but I think most people will try to portray themselves as doing the former while actually just working towards the latter, there happy ending while seemingly benevolent to the people if you will"


    The maid nodded although she understood roughly it was still a bit strange to be asked such questions. The Princes next words made her freeze "Speaking of desires you have been trying to seduce me since I was like 11 it''s about time I punish you for your perversion get cleaned up and wait in my room." Nodding she shivered in excitement at his words as she left.

 Chapter 25 R18 Maid and Master

    The room was neat and tidy when I entered and my silver haired maid was practically bouncing as she waited by the side of the bed. She was wearing a traditional black and white maid outfit with her hair tied in a ponytail that hung down to her upper thighs that were wrapped in black stockings.


    I had asked her to keep her hair long about a year or two ago and it looked excellent on her not to mention the maid outfit was perfect for those curves. Even when I was young I had trouble putting up resistance at times. I''m so glad for Sifi bullshit now that we''re both 18 it''s time to punish this little minx for having such thoughts about a sweet innocent shota like myself.


    I locked the door and approached with silent steps like a predator seeing prey. I was now much taller than her and quite intimating in build. I watched her head lower in a act of submission and meekness. I knew this was just a act she had grown up in a Whore house and probably knew more about sex than both my lives. One as a normal person and the other as a idiot trapped on a island alone. However I still had my modern tricks and the knowledge of thousands of degenerates online combined with some hands-on experience.


    I reached out and clasped her chin forcing her to look at my uncovered sky blue eyes. I could almost see her lose focus while looking. Best idea ever to get this body. My head moved down as I gently kissed her neck. She smelled great, her scent even though she was clean her hair and neck still smelled like a woman combined with that flowery soap. I couldn''t resist biting her neck all the way down to her clothes collar. I was hoping to leave hickeys all over as a mark of my conquest. She let out a soft gasp every time I did so. My hands started to explore her without resistance as she straightened sometimes pushing out her chest or opening her legs to encourage me to go further in my inspection of this naughty maid.


    I roughly groped her tits as a warning to let me take my time after all she was my maid and had no right to demand anything unfortunately she was also the closest to a friend I had so I couldn''t be truly harsh until I figured out her kinks.


    She didn''t have much reaction to my warning only looking mockingly at my work she rubbed my bulge with her knee and whispered in my ear if it would be better for her to take the lead. Naturally I was a bit annoyed at this after all I was going for the ceo play but she still viewed me as the little brother type. Her bra and clothing were like hard armor against my advance. I used my superhuman strength to rip her clothes apart at the stomach eliciting a scream of surprise and shock but I paid it no mind as I cut the bra with nanites shaped as a knife in my fingers leaving her hardened pink nipples on full display.


    While kissing and biting her neck with new intensity. I started working on those pink buds pinching and rubbing them to draw out her moans and hopefully one day milk. At this thought I brought my face down to have a taste of her hard nipples while one of my hands snaked under her dress and into her panties finding her cunt wet and ready. I played with her in my mouth biting and licking while watching for her reactions she did have quite sensitive nipples judging from her longing stare and soft moans.


    Pushing her back against the wall I kneeled down under the dress to have a taste before I defile her. Her fingers stroked my hair but I didn''t have time to think as I inhaled her cunts sour scent it wasn''t particularly good smelling but it was still the smell of a bitch in heat so I was drawn in. Pulling down the stained panties I noticed she was dripping down her thighs. I decided to have a taste by licking that up first.


    As my tongue advanced to her juicy cunt from her wet thighs her nails dug into my scalp and she moaned for more. I got to her little hole and dug my tongue as deep as it could go drinking as much of the sour tasting bitch juice as I could before pulling back and licking the lips and clit in slow circles. When she was about to cum her hips moves in spasms as she pressed he cunt into my mouth while gripping the wall with one hand and grabbing my hair with the other. I had enough of my position and as punishment for seeking her pleasure over her masters I got up and kissed her deeply letting her taste herself as my tongue explored this new hole and his new set of soft lips.


    I preferred losing a load before sex so I pulled my mouth back and whispered in her ear to be the Whore she was trained as. I pushed her down to her knees groping her tits while she removed my pants and boxers. I shoved her face into my junk to get a good idea of what would fuck her for the first time and to degrade her beautiful face below my cock as if to prove her place below me.


    She started at my silent prompt licking my shaved balls and the under side of my large cock. When she was done slobbering on my meat I pressed the tip on her soft lips that opened up to her hot moist mouth and tongue inviting me in without resting as her hand moved to her sex.


    As I pumped into her she took the lead and pushed her face further along the shaft. Her tongue was unable to move much due to my thick meat pressing it down and preventing her from fully enjoying the precum I was dripping into her mouth. It seemed she had trained her gag reflex well due to her composed expression it''s horrible when someone coughs up your meat or worse vomits because of over confidence.


    Looking into her expectant and proud eyes my sadistic side emerged as I grabbed her hair tightly i moved her head on my cock slowly increasing speed until my sack was slaping her chin and her face had drool, tears and snot making her look like a well fucked Whore. I followed my instinct and pushed deep into her hole spraying my thick load of baby batter into her stomach it obviously didn''t fill her up at most it was a shot glass of my kids going to an unfortunate end but it was I sacrifice I was willing to make. I pulled out my cock and stained her used face in my last pumps of spunk adding to the mess I made earlier.


    I yanked her up before giving her a chance to fully recover. Twisting her around to face the large wall mirror. I want her to see the face she has now stained in our juices, The expression she makes as I defile her for the first time, As she cums on my cock.


    Her breast''s hung down by the force of gravity only pulled up when my hands have need of a moaning Whore. I grab her hair and force her gaze to the mirror were she can see her plump ass exposed as I pull off her dress completely. From my sight she''s more wet now than before. She''s ready for me jugging by her soft moaning and pleas she must really want a good fucking.


    I Slapped her round ass hard as punishment for being so needy. Holding onto her long hair and ass cheek my cock finds her wet and sticky opening. I start slow burrowing into the girls tight unused hole. Making my way in and out going deeper each time. Her moaning is getting louder I eventually find her hymen with the tip of my cock I stare into her eyes from the mirror as I pull out before shoving in with brutal speed punching through her hymen and deep into her cunt before hitting the base of her uterus she screams as she is filled up and her purity is taken by her master. Despite the pain her bitch hole still reacts and tightly grips my invading cock while slathering it with girl cum as she orgasms on it. Her face and eyes are filled with satisfaction from my mirror view.


    I put on a look of annoyance at my maid not satisfying her master while inwardly being quiet proud of my efforts to train this little bitch. And so as punishment I start slapping her ass while pistoning in and out of her bloody and wet cunt with increasing speed.


    Her juice flowed down her thighs as my balls slapped against her clit creating a rhythmic sound and making her go more into heat. Her sweaty hands were pressed against the mirror to prevent herself from being hammered into the wall from my harder thrusts and her face and chest were red from the pounding. She was starting to sweat and breathe heavily but I kept mating with her like the bitch she is. The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.


    Her hands lost strength at her latest orgasm luckily I was holding her by her hair and hips. I quickly pushed her face and tits to the ground and pinned her ass below me while I keeping up the pounding. 30 minutes into this virgins punishment for being so fucking sexy I came in her tight unused snatch. I pulled out a few moments after rutting her satisfied with her cunts crip on my cock and my seed fully planted. She was well fucked and satisfied on the floor, breathing heavily as her hole slowly dripped my cum.


    I made a small dildo to act as a plug and contraceptive from nanites and filled in her pussy that was longing for my cock. Looking at her flushed face I turned her over on the floor and positioned myself at her little ass hole I was ready to use and abuse all her little holes today, filling them with my seed marking her as mine. She tried being more asserting like she was trained to but my experience gave me the edge plus she''s already been fucked silly so as I stated working on the tight little hole I ignored her legs wrapping around me, her cute little begs and moans, then her fingers roaming my chest and abs. Shoving into unexplored holes led to a much tighter fit but this hole took more of my cock when pushing deep. As I pounded this whores second hole I had the idea to kiss her unfortunately the cum on her face and the sacrifice of my first little swimmers quickly sobered me up so I settled for gently kissing her untouched forehead. Then i started biting every exposed bit of skin she had down to her breast were I tried drawing out milk from her hard nipples unfortunately I was only met with her nails scratching my back as she pulled me closer and begged for a harder pounding.


    While I was hard at work she was a sweating, writhing, moaning mess bellow me accepting my pounding like a good whore should. When I was done filling her ass with my baby batter. Her moans growing weaker after that as she was still only human and continued fucking wouldn''t be that pleasant so took a piss, wiped down my dick. Helped Serra get cleaned up a little to prevent the neat bed getting to messed up. I fell asleep with tits pressing against my chest and my cock snug in a well used cunt.


    My nanites I shoved in the maids cunt are programmed to infiltrate the fallopian tubes and prevent any eggs from leaving or sperm from making it. A lot like a tower defense or rts game but with more stakes. I also think highly advanced Ai is a bit better than my little swimmers poor guys don''t stand a chance.


    Several days later.. After our protagonist and his maid have bonded deeply he decided to try some public play this was of course a separate chapter however I got embarrassed and it didn''t feel right for it''s placement and as such added it here for easy access for you degenerate scum.


    The holodeck is an extremely op technology that was extremely underutilized. In this world it would be used to some of that potential in this case however it was used for pure unadulterated smut.


    Serra shifted uncomfortably as all these people moved around them. She knew they couldn''t see or touch her but it was still scary. Having a vague idea of what was coming next when he called her to this falce world from those stories she was given to read at night to learn about this nations culture. Despite all her training with her mother at the Whore house to expect the depravity of Great lords and magistrates this was still a bit much wasn''t it. Where had that cute little boy that avoided looking at her breasts or swaying hips gone ever since she submitted to her first real fucking that boy had disappeared and In his place was her master that took her body and mind and ravaged them.


    Her arm was grasped by the Prince before she could properly react. She was dragged behind a food stall to hopefully provide some modesty. If only there wasn''t a Braavos merchant and his daughter selling there goods here. But at least he didn''t take her on the street.


    His hands moved swiftly to her sensitive spots he''d had used her more than enough since getting a adult body that he knew just how to strike her weak points. Her own hands were not idle one moved up his well built abs and chest marveling at how hard he is before playfully pinching his nipple to some effect before working on the buttons of his shirt. The other snaked down to the large hard cock that had taken her first in everything and the soft balls that filled her with his seed, stroking what she could through his pants. Trying to ignore the people all around her and focusing only on him. She was unwrapped from her maid outfit piece by piece thankfully not breaking her clothes like he had done whenever she had given him the look. Her body was burning as the cool air blew on her hard nipples and dripping cunt despite all the people around her body betrayed her excitement.


    He grabbed her hair tightly and pulling her to the counter were she got a view of the street and the occasional customer staring at the goods. She was pressed down on the hard table as her breasts took the brunt of his force with hard nipples scraping against the smooth table. She grabbed on to the other side and invited her master to take her by raising up her ass. Unfortunately stinging pain from the hard slap he sent to her ass cheek was his response.


    She was hot and bothered by his constant teasing he had fingered her snatch for five minutes while sending slaps whenever she would tempt him into plowing her. Eventually she gave up and instead did what he wanted. "Master please fuck this maids hole hard in front of everyone!" she could feel her ears burning from the shame but that was soon replaced by a feeling of fullness coming from her pussy. His large cock had filled her sopping cunt easily as he had made sure it remembered his shape every chance he got. It felt so good to be plowed like a Whore in front of everyone with only the counter for support. She had cum twice before he filled her with his spunk mostly from the occasional slaps sent to her now red ass. He quickly discovered that she liked to be put in her place during there first few fucks.


    While she was out of it from a harder organism he had picked her up by the legs and moved them to the front square so everyone could see her tight honey pot leaking both there juices and clogged up by the cock still stuffing her.


    By the time she registered the situation her cervix was being knocked on while a crowd of people gathered at the square. She had cum just at the thought that these people would see her act as a public street Whore. His pumping didn''t stop as she felt his strong sweaty chest against her equally sweaty back. Her hand came up to latch on to his neck for more support and the other hand tried to maintain some dignity by gripping her breasts to hide them away. While her legs weak from the orgasms lay in his strong hands being spread so all could see her depraved pussy be impregnated. When his last pump of seed entered her she was exhausted from cuming.


    Resting on the ground her ass cushioning the cobble stone as the girls cunt pushed out his warm cum down her thigh and ass. She felt utterly satisfied and embarrassed her arms now more free worked on covering her important parts despite how silly it sounded. Next as a maid and servant she still had her duty. His cock smelling of cunt juice and his musk was placed in front of her lips and she lapped it up like it was delicious it really wasn''t her cunt didn''t taste to good and his cock tasted like meat so it wasn''t the best but men liked it when you show a interest in their toys especially when cleaning your own mess or so mother had said. She eventually took another load of cum down her throat because she got a bit exited at the people around them that would never see. He kept his cock down her throat until she was nearly out of breath pulling back when she had tears in her eyes that ruined her makeup more than the cum and sweat did.


    I looked down satisfied at my used maid that looked like she was just in a rough gangbang she had tears and cum on her face a red ass from my slaps and a constant stream of thick cum running out of her lower lips. I nodded satisfied with my work so I switched off the holodeck and pulled her to the baths. We sat together in the bath for sometime while I casually played with her tits before I spoke "Why? Why were you so persistent to fuck me I mean your a slave and raised to be a bed slave to the wealthy but I still want to know if you actually feel anything beyond your orgasm or is it just to keep Appearances incase I toss you out.


    I want a honest answer and remember I can see through deceptions." This was obviously a lie but I had tech to do that why rely on mutation when you''re rich.


    He looked at me with those sky eyes and I felt some fear at his gaze. I kept as calm as I could. Turning to face forward and away from those eyes as I thought about my answer." I grew up exposed to the worst of human desire and if not for my beauty, temperament and lots of luck I would of ended up like all my friends and mother used and thrown away or found dead in a gutter. " she gazed at the still water for a moment before continuing." I learned quickly how little life and morals mattered if you weren''t born in a place to nurture such ideas or had the power to enforce them. In truth I''m a lot more scared of ending up that way. Now that I have experienced this place of miracles if you had asked me when we first met I wouldn''t of cared as much because my life was one danger after another with nothing to show or live for. But now I don''t know, I don''t think I love you in fact I think we are to far away in terms of our view on the word and mentality for me to ever love you romantically as I simply can''t connect to whatever magic your life and this place is I''m just a well trained whore living in a bards tale. I also don''t think you will find me engaging enough to love for long, don''t get me wrong your hot and great in bed I just think I''m better suited as a servant." She took a breath and continued. "As to why I worked so hard to fuck you it was to influence a young boy to not throw away his toy''s when he grew up and gain more social power so I could retire and live with luxury in some fancy mansion like those Braavos Whores that hold tones of money and power in the city. She looked away awkwardly. I only discovered later that things work differently in this place."


    "I respect your dream as silly and amusing as it sounds but remember you sill have a few more years of paying off your debts before you can even think about escaping from this evil prince and running to Braavos. I''m not letting go that easily despite your lack of romantic love. This is my own selfishness as your master. And I think you are right we don''t have enough in common to build anything but a bond of lust and duty combined with knowing each other for years. I wonder if there''s actually anyone in this world on the same wavelength as me?." The goal was always the harem not love that''s the hard part.

 Chapter 26 Author rabble skip for story

    So this is my first time writing and even though it''s a fanfiction im still quite happy with how things are going. Actually writing one of these instead of reading changes perspective on how you read fanfiction for example I didn''t really like fanfiction where the Mc has a op growth type ability and is straight away tossed into the main plot or close to dangerous event''s because to me that just feels forced. I now understand it''s done because the basics of any fanfic is self insert interaction with the characters in the narrative and as such growth ability or not the Mc is facing bandits and mobs to grow while interacting with characters despite the more logical move of get op first and then come down the mountain.


    I did this with my fic by placing Mc on a island to develop But then I ran into the challenge of making this a game of thrones fiction and not a island in generic place that could exist anywhere. By incorporating characters and locations from GOT without 30 chapters of build up and just running down the op tech that will likely never be shown working and has no use in the context of the world but has been developed or how big the empire is now or how strong it''s military is.


    The Mc and how I see him.


    He is a white sheet of paper with just enough to make him relatable and able for the reader to self insert into his actions much like most OK fanfiction nothing special but good enough for a quick read. I don''t know if there will be anything actually good with his character in terms of development as this story by nature is a wish fulfillment fanfiction not a shonin or deep story. I chose to keep the name Gojo due to human nature for example if you made a fanfiction named your Mc Greg gave him the body of fate Gilgamesh and believe your Mc was cool and kingly with godly pride. I as a reader simply couldn''t because his name is Grag there''s like a thousands of those guys and gool and kingly is not what I think of when I read "Greg the king of kings " but Gilgamesh has fame he has cemented himself as one of those guys with the energy in my mind to do anything while looking like a badass. By chapter 150 of Greg''s story I''ve probably forgotten what he looks like and now I''m just imagining a random dude. So yeah In your fanfic keep the name of the body not your lame ass name that tells me nothing about what you look like because you aren''t as famous as Gojo or Gilgamesh. Ahem moving on I apologize to all the Greg''s I''ve slandered.


    Insperations and ramblings about other story''s .


    I built this story from the pain of disappointments and love hate relationships with other Got fanfiction or just fanfiction in general. That ties into what I like while maintaining a realistic ish mindset by this I mean I love my power stomps, my competent Mcs, my realistic time lines, my requirements for kingdom building and my fanfiction world not growing really strong due to hidden masters only showing up to challenge the Mc but have gone unnoticed and not changed time lines just by existing.


    Recommendations, BIG SPOILERS and ranting for Purple Days fanfiction so don''t read next paragraph before reading it.


    I was hesitant to read as I don''t care for Joffrey but that was some dam good fanfiction when I actually got through it but I did have some problems that I loved and hated for example any fanfiction has a reliance on the most recognizable locations and characters of the work it''s based on but this Mc went to the east and the five forts for a very long period of time yeah it made sense and yes the chapters writing was great but there was less of that sweet sweet Game of thrones fanfiction stuff. It was still great development and filling in the world more so yeah as a reader wanting got content and the getting fan made ancient China was not very good but it''s so well written that I''ll forgive them.


    It also had another problem for me. Explaining everything about what''s happening and power creep because Mc exists. I still love the moment everything is revealed you get this madman underground talking to the long dead. You just imagine that movie scene in your head and it''s so good but I personally would of prefered in hindsight not knowing everything it was so good with the endrich mystery that surrounded timelooping and I think it lost some of that by the end sometimes a mystery isn''t better explained I feel.


    Lastly power creep it just turns me off from a story just let op Mc be op in purple days this happens in a way that makes complete sense for what''s going on but I much prefer eldritch unexplained horror over oh you are in a 2 step extinction plan set up by higher dimensional beings that no one before you has survived and here''s a girl that''s your soul mate to keep you going but she''s also a sacrifice to end it all but the writer is so good at writing that I have to give it a lemon out of ten would recommend.This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it


    I got my hatred of power creep and a longing to write so well from this fanfiction.


    Next insperations were Valkyries shadow and Starcraft in the palm of my hand. I like both these stories but they still have problems that I am trying to stay away from in my fanfiction. I''m not as good a writer but it''s still good to learn from others. Valkyries shadow is great but suffers from its political padding that lengthens the story and it''s extremely long dialogue further exasperates this time. The world can seem to stop for a reader as we here characters talk or think that being said for what seems like days. It''s still great just get some audio and binge and it''s really long and well thought out. It also still suffers from explaining absolutely everything about the world and power creep from far away nations that are far more powerful but it is intentional for this kind of very deep kingdom building fanfiction and doesn''t break the word to much as the original overlord also said there are more powerful nations. Overall great I rate it 9 out of cat very good fanfiction if that''s what your into.


    What I got from this story that I am trying to incorporating into mine was the political and economic based Dialog , How a culture and nation will have a geopolitical impact on the wider world as well as individuals attempting to process the new reality that modern civilization brings. And how time makes a people and nations grow and change.


    Starcraft in the palm of my hand is MTL and as such it''s kind of OK but not great it has problems such as a ability to broken for the world that is limited by the writer, A Cultivation system hidden as a Jedi order that kind of thing just isn''t for me as I''ve read like 3 Cultivation story''s and they all just blurred together.


    And unfortunately a Mc that is mostly a spawner for highly competent subordinates with none of the fear, suspicion or horror that would be interesting form having made life or something from your hand or pocket space. But it''s still in a very interesting world with decent world building and a relatively smart kingdom building ark. Over all I rate it great lion over dragon fist.


    I got the idea of limited nanites as a realistic way to actually make a advanced kingdom without it taking centuries.


    OK with my shameless reviews and recommendations out of the way let''s get back to my little fanfiction. I realized while writing this that it''s hard to keep track of time and ages especially when I write every few days and edit the chapter just before release thus changing some things and forgetting others I feel the Mc should be around 10 or 11 at the end of arc one so it''s taken roughly 5 years to develop a civilization pushing it if it was humans but these are highly advanced sifi bullshit machines so it''s fine. Sansa is 13 at the start of the show and Mc is to be 15 at the start of the show but this will change with the use of sifi bullshit and genetic enhancements.


    The next arc should be a streamline version of Got season 1 with our Mc messing around in the background and having fun collecting harem members mostly out of a need to catch them all. But this will not be your typical Japanese harem or fanfiction harem were the Mc uses "kindness" or the excuse of to much stamina to win over girls and everything is sunshine and rainbows becoming sex bots and the Mcs chear leading squad supporting him always no this will class room of the elite or imperial china''s harem there will be power plays, deception, bitching. Love is war and girls are scary creatures or so I''ve been told.


    Next we must mention the mentality and outlook on life of the natives is very different from our Mc. I''ve read fanfiction were the Mc is tossed into a backward world that should have very different values but the first female they meet shares a modern outlook on life and everythings happy ever after.


    No this is GOT I''ve tried to subtlety hint at this with our Mcs new maid she''s designed to reference all the bad shit about Planitos it has Cannibalism, rape, no legal age limits, slavery as a very real and common reality for the people of that world in very high quantities and this is shown by the Gojo and Serras outlook she''s desperate to seduce him because that for her is security in position and job as that''s what she''s been taught, what she''s seen from the boys and girls in Lys that she grew up with but gojo is still getting over his Old worlds morality and sees sex it as nothing more than pleasure that''s all not all the little things that go into that politically and socially for a servant of the time. She will also act as the Mcs caretaker and maid but not a wife or queen. Also our Mc is not going to wast time awakening some power or magic bs for his harem members as a whole sifi nation is enough security. And he''s not a licking dog to main cast.


    I''m actually a bit scared at writing sex scenes but no true game of thrones fanfiction is complete without at least that much so this is the hole I''ve dug for myself. I''ve tried to balance reality and fantasy in my smut writing because I want to show that it''s very much a joint experience and honestly some parts aren''t as pleasant as the internet would suggest but you push through for your partner.


    For the next act I''ll try doing chapters per episode of got as it''s been years since I watched the real thing and I''ll keep going until the timeline breaks due to Mcs activities or a Season of complete crap comes up. Then it''s just up to me to end the white walkers and end the story. I don''t think I''ll be exploring much more of the world or other worlds as this is a got fanfiction not a world of Planitos in a wide universe fanfiction. I will try to drop interesting bits of lore and other stuff in the background if you pay attention.