The king of the rock 6
As the feast ended, I slowly made my way back to my room. As I lay on my bed, I decided to finally use my last reward as I pulled out the template ticket.
[Special offer]
[As the admin, I'm here to offer you a special offer in exchange for you losing the ability to choose your own template. I will give you the option to gain two randomized templates.]
[Yes] [No]
As I saw the offer, I thought about it for a moment as I shrugged. There were too many names in the potential template list, so it would probably take me a long time for me to actually pick one.
So I simply shrugged and clicked yes.
[Good choice now for the roulette to pick your templates.]
[Randomizing...]
[Template chosen]
[Character Template Selected: Lelouch vi Britannia.] Integrating the Character Template. Current Progress 0%.]
[Character Template Selected: Daemon Targaryen.] Integrating the Character Template. Current Progress 0%.]
With that, I felt an intense headache as information processed inside my brain, one of my eyes burning in intense pain.
Until suddenly, I feel that slowly my headache is going away.
[Admin: Sorry about that. I deleted all the useless information, only giving you the necessary info for your templates.]
As I slowly recovered from my headache, I moved myself into a different position on the bed as I processed the information givento me from my templates.
The first name I don't recognize even with the information I got from his skills, but the second one I do.
Daemon Targaryen, the Rogue Prince and the husband of the Black Queen, father to Aegon III and Viserys II.
One of the biggest villains of his age. But also one of the greatest warriors of his era as well.
[Due to users similar skills to his templates, the increased process has increased]
[Character Template: Lelouch vi Britannia. Current Progress 35%.]
[Character Template: Daemon Targaryen. Current Progress 50%.]
"Well, at least I could still get benefit out of my templates," I thought, looking at the drastic increase.
[Lelouch: Geass - lesser]
Description: The Eye of the King. The power of the ruler. Grants the ability to issue a single absolute command to any individual through eye contact. Once used on a target, they cannot be affected again.
A smile creeps up on my face. This was definitely going to be useful.
-later-
The morning came quickly. Now, I found myself on horseback among my father's host as we pressed eastward. The golden lion banners flapped in the wind. We had already crossed through the Riverlands without incident, and now we rode the dusty roads of the Crownlands.
The sun was warm overhead, but the journey itself was… dull. I let out a mental sigh.
As hours past the sun went down as the sky turned darker as our procession finally crested the last hill before King's Landing. The red keep loomed in the distance, tall and proud atop Aegon's Hill.
The gates opened for my father host without delay. We marched proudly into the capital, as smallfolk watch us with fear all of them still remembering the sacking of Kings Landing by my father's orders.
As we passed through the streets, I smelled the disgusting air around this shitty city.
In my past life, I stayed mostly of my time in court for most of my youth six years in this shit hole wouldn't kill me. I thought to myself.
By the time we reached the Red Keep, servants were already waiting in neat rows, bowing low.
My father simply dismounted and walked everyone followed. I followed the others as we dismounted and entered the Red Keep.
-later-
All the nobles were escorted to their chambers by servants, and by using my [Mind eye] skill I learned that it was orders by Jon arryn.
With nothing better to do, I decided to check his status.
Name: Tyrion lannister
Age: 9
Title: nome
Class: none
Professions: teacher (Level: 2/25)
-stats-
Body:(F-58)
Mind:(F-34)
Spirit:(G-30)
Magic:(G-10)
Credit: 123,969
Party: none
Interesting I thought as I look at my magic stat that increased from 2 to 10. But it probably had something to do with my templates after all, I have the template of a dragon rider and that was the magic of old valyria.
I was now interested what would happen when I eventually finished my template? Well, I would learn when I have actually complete my template but now I was going to go to bed. I would act as the king squire tomorrow since my father with Jon arryn would be planning the wedding.
As I was heading to bed, I gained a notification.
[Admin: I feel like i'm being an annoying but if I give you a quest will you do it]
I raise an eyebrow "depending what it is and the reward" I said honestly.
[Admin: Good I figured you would do some of these eventually, but might as well make them now]
[Fuck the lion queen]
Objective: make Cersei Lannister your woman
Optional objective: breed her and make her claim the child is actually her husband child
Reward: 500,000 credits, template randomizer x2, title: Queen breeder
Optional reward: ???
[Building an Army]
Objective One: Gather Gold to Castamere
Objective Two: Build an Army at Castamere
Objective Three: Choose a General for Castamere
Reward: 100,000 credits, ruler system
[Bring dragons back to life]
Objective: hatch a clutch of dragon eggs
Reward: [Tone: Full Dragon Knowledge (Asoiaf)], 5x valyria daggers, evolution token
And the list continue several quest showing it up in front of me.
[Admin: Choose whatever Quest you feel like choosing you can find these quest later in the quest tab if you want to accept them later]
With that message, I decided to choose some Quest since most of the rewards are pretty good.
[Fuck the lion queen]
[End the falcon line]
[Explore beyond the wall]
[Burning of the Weirwood]
[Destroy the iron Islands]
[Become the bastard maker]
After picking all the ones I could achieve or l even had an interest to achieve I got back to bed.
-later-
By the time I arrived to the throne room, King Robert was already in the throne room, slumped lazily on the Iron Throne with a mug of wine in hand, speaking to Jon Arryn. My father stood nearby.
They barely acknowledged me as I arrived, which was fine.
Instead, I stood quietly to the side like a good little squire, my eyes wandering around using [mind eyes].
Name: Robert Baratheon
Emotional State: Tired, irritated, faintly nostalgic, slightly drunk
Loyalty: Himself, old friendships
Name: Jon Arryn
Emotional State: Tired, cautious
Loyalty: The realm, Robert Baratheon, the future of the Seven Kingdoms
Why is it giving me this low amount of info? Before I could speculate Jon Arryn noticed me.
"You're Lord Tywin's youngest, aren't you? You're early."
I gave him a small bow. "My lord hand it would disrespect to you and his grace to not come early."
"Well, good you'll stay close to the king today."
[Feat Achieved: become Robert Baratheon squire +700 credits, squire class unlocked]
My father said nothing but gave me a small nod with that I stand next to the iron throne as I see the new king start court.
It had barely even been three moon turns Since the rebellion so Robert Baratheon having not became a fat fucking pig.
And Jon Arryn still was able to convince this man to host court as a king instead of leaving it all to his hand.
- Melisandre -
As she awoke, she felt the magic inside of her burn as she jolted upright.
She'd found him, Azor Ahai reborn.
The vision had showed it to her a huge man with long blonde hair to his back one of his arms carrying a large sword made out of flames, clearly lightbringer sitting on a golden throne with a large lion head on the back of the throne.
She didn't know who the man was but she will find out. Azor Ahai will need the guidance of a priestess of R'hllor.
She had work to do.
- ??? (Admin) bonus scene -
As I bit into a piece of fruit, savoring its taste, a familiar voice stirred the air behind me.
"Don't you think you're too focused on him?"
I turned slightly, a smirk tugging at my lips as I saw the redhead standing there.
"Hey, Rias. What do you think of my new favorite gamer?" I asked with a teasing edge, already knowing her reaction.
She rolled her eyes before stepping closer and pressing a gentle kiss on my lips. "You know full well I am your favorite gamer. After all, I am your wife."
I returned the smile but arched an eyebrow. "Do you really count? We share the same sponsor. This guy, though? He's one of my projects."
She shrugged, brushing her fingers through her hair. "Enough of that. Now I'm curious what makes this guy so special?"
I gestured, expanding the screen hovering above my hand a live view of the subject in question.
"I decided to grab a soul for an ASOIAF world and then regress them back to their youth. I picked Tyrion Lannister to do this little project of mine," I said. After the last part, I saw my wife change from her regular expression to one of disguise after hearing the name of the person I chose.
"Why did you choose that fucking midget?" Rias said with a fully disgusted face.
"I know you don't like him, but he's very entertaining to watch, and he doesn't look that disgusting after I made him into a regular-sized person," I said, now getting her attention.
"Let me guess, he's still a piece of shit," said Rias, and as I nodded, she sighed.
"Out of all the people in that world to give a system to, you gave it to him," my wife complained slightly as I smirk at her.
"Because he's the most based person who doesn't have a counterpart in the foundation," with my simple response, Rias could only sigh at my word.
She gave me a long, unimpressed look, then crossed her arms. "I could've picked someone better."
I snorted. "Oh, I'd love to see you try. But don't you already have that girl with the Evolution System... and a Lelouch running around with a Conqueror build?"
She looked away, mumbling. "You've got like a dozen active gamer. No one says anything to you. Why can't I?"
"It's because out of all of us, I have the best chance of recruiting people. You and the others just end up getting idiots killed." I simply make her pout.
"But do what you want; nobody's going to stop you anyways," I said simply as I created an orb in my hand.
"This is a module copy of the system I made for this guy if you wish to use it." As I said that, Rias grabbed the orb.
She took the orb in her hands, her expression softening. "Thanks, honey."
"Go wild no one's gonna stop you anyway."
With that, she vanished in a burst of crimson light, leaving me alone once more.
XxX
New note: the last scene isn't really plot relevance just some fan service (for me) and besides I wanted to write one of these scenes for a little bit. The rias (of the scene) and Admin are oc (not rias but you get what I mean) of mine with their own lore.
Old note: Not a full chapter just a small snippet. Also, I actually did not pick the fucking templates I made a list and decided to let the roulette picket fuck me because the fucking roulette picked Daemon targaryen I was so tempted to do a re-roll.
This will get deleted once I finish the full chapter eventually…