"To err is normal, but I cannot err, my mistakes could cost the lives of millions of people." God Emperor of Humanity.
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Aenar acted in an instant, he used his own magic to balance the divine energy of the God of the Seven Faces. A red light rained down from the sky and fell on the soldiers of House Targaryen, but unlike the light of the seven which could not be seen by mortal eyes, the red light could be seen even by animals.
At the sa ti, an imperceptible line descended over Jai and connected with the knight, it was the bridge to the divine world!
"Sigismund!!!" Aenar shouted loudly and advanced towards Sigismund and Jai's fight.
Sigismund acted just as Aenar shouted. Without caring about his own injuries, he simply grabbed Jai and immobilized him.
Jai didn't stand still while he was immobilized, he drew a knife from his waist and struck Sigismund repeatedly in the back. Although he didn't know what was happening, his instincts were screaming at him to get out of that place.
Jai didn't hesitate and believed his instincts, for they had always saved him in tis of need, and it would be no different now.
Stabs and more stabs pierced Sigismund's ribs, puncturing his lungs and stomach, but regardless of the wounds Jai caused, the man remained as still as a mountain and tougher than steel.
Suddenly, Jai felt a strong wind blow past him and a pain in his heart made him stop his movents. Raising his gaze, he saw a pair of purple eyes looking at him with a calm expression, although they were smiling.
Rhaegar?
That was Jai's first thought after seeing Aenar, but he quickly denied the possibility and imdiately knew who stood before him.
Aenar Targaryen.
Jai looked at the boy and couldn't help but marvel at how much father and son resembled each other, it was like standing before Rhaegar's ghost.
"Has anyone ever told you that you look like your father?" Jai asked with difficulty, his green eyes regaining their forr brilliance without being under the influence of the God of the Seven Faces. For the first ti in his life, Jai felt how good it was to have free will, this feeling of freedom was better than all the won he had touched in his lifeti.
"My grandmother still often looks at as if she were looking at her son." Aenar replied with a nod.
"Tell the queen that I deeply regret what happened," Jai said in a calm tone, but full of regret. "I could have stopped the king from hurting her every ti he burned soone, but my duty stopped from hurting the king."
What are his biggest regrets?
Not killing Aerys earlier and not being able to help Queen Rhaella while she was being raped, abused and beaten by her own husband.
Jai knew that it wasn't just him who had such thoughts, all the Kingsguard had similar thoughts, but because they were bound by duty, they never really managed to protect the Queen from the King.
"There's no need to worry, she's beco a strong woman who could kill a man at any ti." Aenar certainly knew what Jai was thinking and said it with a calm tone.
A look of relief shone in Jai's eyes, then he looked at the extrely tall girl behind Aenar. Even though she was of a different sex, he still saw so similarities with his good friend.
"Arthur would be so proud to see you wearing this armor." Jai said, looking at the white armor that Leda proudly wore. However, when he t the girl's eyes, he saw only contempt and disgust.
A bitter laugh escaped Jai's lips, but he didn't try to say anything, not even to redeem his reputation.
Jai looked at the obsidian dagger stuck in his heart and couldn't help rembering weeks ago when the sa dagger had been stuck in him.
"Are you going to kill him?" Jai asked with blood beginning to trickle from his mouth.
"If it doesn't, it'll leave him so wounded that he'll have to sleep for thousands of years." Aenar comnted with a smile as he looked up at the sky with a murderous gaze.
"That's great, people shouldn't be controlled by gods." Jai spoke with a weak, hoarse tone.
"My king, may I ask a favor?" Jai opened his eyes as wide as he could and asked with a firm tone. His eyes shone with supplication.
"If it's sothing not too serious, yes." Aenar nodded, he didn't deny the dying man's last request.
"Tomn and Myrcella, they are innocent and pure children... they have no ambition to be king and queen." Until his last mont, Jai wanted to save the lives of his children, it was the only thing he could do as a father to those sweet, innocent children.
"They will not be hard, I will take Myrcella as my mistress and she will be the mother of a child of mine, a very important one for the Known Universe." Aenar answered Jai with a gentler tone when he spoke of Myrcella.
"May I know his na?" Jai asked with extre difficulty.
"Lion." Aenar answered the na of his son with Myrcella.
A smile appeared on the man's bloodstained lips. Knowing his grandson brought a comfort that no one could have imagined in Jai's mind.
As the light faded in his eyes, Jai saw at the end of his life a picnic he had planned. A picnic that even Tywin attended after much insistence from him and Cersei.
Apart from his mother, everyone in the family attended, House Lannister seed in harmony at that mont, even if his father didn't smile, he could see a trace of happiness in the old lion's eyes.
Looking at Jai's almost dying body, Aenar showed no sign of wanting to save the man. Even with Jai's regeneration, the gigantic amount of Warp Energy flowing behind Jai to the God of the Seven Faces was terrible for any being, including divines.
Aenar stopped caring about Jai and focused his gaze on the God of the Seven Faces. The divine being was in terrible condition at the mont.
Apart from the mad, chaotic whispers in his mind, the body of the God of the Seven Faces had begun to deform grotesquely. His flesh seed to have a life of its own, as it moved and squird with a nauseating sound, sothing like worms moved under his skin, devouring the divine flesh and blood.
The limbs of the God of the Seven Faces transford into sothing resembling a worm's body, a particularly grotesque worm. The head completely lost its human aspect, it turned into a smooth, pink head, the eyes seed to disappear and everything else with them, leaving only an empty, frightening face
Even with all his ntal resistance to ugly things, Aenar felt his stomach turn at the disgusting scene before him. Although he knew that Warp Energy was extrely contagious and dangerous, it was the first ti he had personally seen the effects on a living being.
Aenar had to admit, he understood why the gods didn't want Chaos Gods to be born. That kind of being was like a monster with an endless hunger, destined to destroy and pollute any being that had life, regardless of whether it had intelligence or not.
However, Aenar's expression changed dramatically, sensing sothing.
There was sothing he hadn't thought of. Playing with Chaos was playing with a bomb ready to explode at any mont. Even with the superb control he had over Warp Energy, he had still forgotten one very important point.
He wasn't the only one who could manipulate Warp Energy.
At this very mont, in order to survive, the God of the Seven Faces had lost all rationality, leaving only the instinct to survive, but even this had been distorted by an entity still in birth.
Under the influence of this pollution, his instinct used sothing that every god had.
He shared his thoughts with his believers!
Aenar sensed it at the sa mont and felt goosebumps all over his body. It wasn't the instinct of the Seven Faced God doing that, but a tiny remnant of consciousness from one of the Four Chaos Gods!!!
Aenar quickly used his magic to stop it, but it was too late, the chaos was like a disease, spreading quickly and invisibly.
Aenar stopped trying to stop it and focused on sothing else. He began to sense the changes on the battlefield. Feeling the aura of chaos in certain areas of the battlefield, he knew it was chaos starting to spread.
Aenar imdiately gave instructions to Leda, Sigismund and all five hundred Astartes!
"Search and destroy!!!""Search and destroy!!!""Search and destroy!!!"
At the sa ti, Aenar sent a ssage to Daenerys. The reason for the Holy War had changed from extermination to containnt. All of Oldtown is to be under containnt and no boats or people are to leave the city.
Aenar also asked Daenerys to send troops to the surrounding areas, including King's Landing, to kill any believers in the Seven. He had no doubt that the God of Chaos could create a religion at that mont.
However, he was completely confused. Not that he was unaware of the influence of the Chaos Gods, but the Chaos Gods weren't born! However, it seed that even though they weren't born, the Chaos Gods could still influence the Warp.
This caught Aenar off guard and only showed how cunning these beings were. Obviously they could have done this before, but they waited for the right mont when he was more relaxed and simply spread their influence to the world.
"I have to find a way to deal with the influence of the Chaos Gods or I wouldn't be able to use Fated Death on the Gods anymore." Aenar muttered to himself, but he wasn't afraid.
Although the Chaos Gods could spread using the Faith of the Seven, they had not been born and were no more than fetuses. The amount they could use was tiny, small to the point of disappearing naturally.
Another point was that the region of influence of the Chaos Gods was only in Westeros, they couldn't go to Essos, as the Red God and the other gods would surely notice and destroy this pollution by the Chaos Gods.
Suddenly, a cry of pain and agony reached his ears, Aenar looked again at the God of the Seven Faces and saw a cross made of pure red light piercing the God of the Seven Faces.
The Red God had acted again and pinned the Seven Faced God in place.
At the sa ti, a peaceful, gentle voice sounded in his mind, Aenar.
"Very well, Aenar." The Re"Although there are so unforeseen events, it's perfectly normal."
"I'll take care of the God of the Seven Faces, just deal with the influence of the Chaos Gods."
After he finished speaking, Aenar could no longer see the Seven Faced God and let out a helpless sigh. He hadn't expected things to co to this.
"Don't underestimate people's intelligence." Aenar muttered with a firm tone, although the arrival of the Chaos Gods was an accident, it was an accident caused by himself, sothing he would not repeat again.
However, one thing was certain.
He had accomplished his goal.
The God of the Seven Faces had completely lost control and was no longer a danger. Westeros was completely his and he only had to deal with Robert and the Night King and eventually prepare for the Long Night.
Aenar looked at the battlefield and felt much lighter than before, without the threat of the Seven Faced God, he could be much freer.
As he looked at the battlefield, he felt the auras of chaos disappearing and knew that Leda, Sigismund and the five hundred Astartes were doing their job.
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