(Third Person POV)
Vaegon widened his eyes, "W-What?!" He exclaid, "N-No! That cannot be!!"
Drakken looked at the man before him, who was stumbling as he clutched his head, "Hehe..." He said, "You don’t look too good....how is your head?"
Alyssa and Viserra watched this as they were still on their knees, forced by the pressure of Drakken’s Telekinesis.
"I-Is that...." Alyssa said, "No....it can’t be....?"
"M-Maegor...." Viserra said softly
Maegor closed his eyes and opened his mouth, as if sothing was in his head, "AGghhhhh!!!" He groaned in pain, "W-Wha....argguhhh...."
Drakken rolled his eyes, "Co on.....your speech cannot be that ssed up...." He grumbled, "Get your senses back, co on..."
He then shook his head as he opened his eyes and looked around him, "W-What....?" His voice was deep, "What is this? Where am I?"
Barth had his eyes widened in shock, "W-Who is this?!" He exclaid, "Did you say Maegor?"
Maegor frowned and looked directly at him, "Who.....dares speak my na?" He said as he held his shield in his left hand, strapped on his forearm, "My shield.....where is my sword?! Where are my clothes?! What in the hells is going on?!"
Drakken stepped to the side and waved his hand, sliding one of the knights towards Maegor, "Get him."
As the knight slid towards Maegor, the massive Targaryen man imdiately lunged at him, swinging his left arm hard at his face. The edge of the shield bashed against the bridge of the nose with so much force that the man’s face was broken with ease.
Blood sprayed out as the man collapsed backwards and Maegor climbed atop him, repeatedly bashing his face as he let out unsettling and violent noises.
Drakken simply smirked as he watched this, "Oho?" He said, "Quite the violent nature, this one....it appears....that he retained his personality....but the ti gone....must’ve enhanced the aggression...."
Maegor stood up as the man’s head was nothing but mush, a massive puddle of blood on the ground. So of the blood was splattered all over his bare body as he looked around, huffing and puffing.
"You...." He said, "What is the aning of this....?"
"And who are you?" Drakken asked
Maegor glared at him, his eyes a nacing sight, "Who am I?" He asked, "You dare ask that?! I am Maegor!! King of The Seven Kingdoms, you fucking pleb!! I will have your head!!!!"
"Heh." Drakken said, "You can try."
Maegor stepped forward, soaking his bare feet in the blood of the man he killed, "What is the aning of this?!" He said, "Where are we?! Is this.....is this the Street of Silk?!"
"What do you rember, King Maegor?" Drakken asked
"I had just returned from killing that stupid Aegon!!" Maegor asked, "Where is my wife?! Huh?!"
Drakken raised his hand slightly, "Alright, calm down." He said, "You need to-"
He was cut off by Maegor, bashing the shield on his face, taking everyone by surprise.
"Silence!!!" Maegor bellowed, "You are but a re-"
He suddenly collapsed to the ground, his legs broken as his entire body was covered in cuts that were spewing blood out.
Drakken rubbed his cheek, where Maegor had struck him, "I am...the God of War and Death." He said, "The one who brought back from the dead....Maegor The Cruel.....the previous King of Westeros."
Maegor had his eyes widened in shock, "W-What...." He said, "This....my entire body..."
Drakken chuckled as he looked over at Barth, "So...." he said, "What do you think? I an, he’s a bit rebellious and wild...but that is expected from the infamous tyrant, hm?"
Barth glared at him, "This is a trick!!" He exclaid, "There is absolutely no way that this is Maegor the Cruel!"
"D-Did you say....." Maegor said as he struggled to get back up, "Previous King??? I am the King-"
"Shut up." Drakken forced him down to the ground with his foot, "I am talking. You are nothing but another white-haired cunt with Dragon’s Blood...."
"Hnnghh....." Maegor said as he grimaced in pain
"To recap...." Drakken started, "You were such a piece of shit that you were probably assassinated on the Iron Throne....nobody knows what happened to you, you just....died.....I an, I was hoping you’d rember but your mory is scramble. Oh well, beggards can’t be choosers..."
"Y-You...." Maegor managed
"Your nephew Jaehaerys succeeded you." Drakken continued, "He grew up to be a respected and wise King....so I’ve been told. And he had plenty of children...."
"J-Jaehaerys?!" He exclaid, "That little runt?!"
"Yes. That little runt." Drakken smirked, "And he’s now King.....been King for...hm, I don’t know, nearly forty years?"
"F-Forty?!" He exclaid
"Yea." Drakken said, "Forty....."
"You lie..." Maegor said, "W-What are you?!"
Drakken pressed his foot harder, "I am the God of War and Death." He said, "The one who holds the leash on the dog that you currently are. So do yourself a favor....and play nice."
Drakken stepped back and Maegor’s body was restored completely, which surprised the newly resurrected man.
Maegor straightened up, "My head...." He said as he wobbled, "It is hazy.....what is this feeling?"
"You are now a servant of the Trinity." Drakken said, "If you wish to keep your consciousness intact, you do as I say."
Maegor looked at him, "Y-You...." He said with a scowl, "You are a god...??"
"That is right." Drakken said as he snapped his fingers
Suddenly, Maegor was outfitted in armor which surprised the Targaryen.
"A god...." He said, "A god.....and what do you want from ?"
Drakken walked up to him and placed his hand on his shoulder, "You see these Knights before you?" He asked, "They are of the Faith. You rember them, right? The Faith Militant...."
"Yes...." Maegor scowled
"That one....." Drakken pointed at Barth, "Has been conspiring against for a long ti....do a favor....grab this sword...."
Drakken conjured a sword out of thin air and placed it on Maegor’s hand. The sword was similar to the one that was used in his sche to trick Jaehaerys into trying to killing him.
"And what do you want to do?" Maegor asked
"Simple." Drakken smirked, "Kill any Faith Militant n....."
"N-No...the Militant was disbanded!" Barth exclaid, "Jaehaerys-"
"Tsk tsk!" Drakken snapped his fingers and Barth’s mouth was closed, "Let the man process this...."
"And what do I get in return?" Maegor asked, "If I do this for you?"
"Well, you remain living, of course." Drakken patted his back, "Now, go on....and let the chaos ensue!!"
Maegor stepped forward as Drakken looked over at Viserra and Alyssa, "I...." He said, "The Faith is still trying to do as they please? Well.....I won’t allow it!!"
Drakken undid the spell that kept everyone on their knees and then snapped his fingers, causing both Viserra and Alyssa to disappear completely; they were teleported away.
Maegor then lunged at the nearest Knight he saw and plunged his sword at his chest as the man was trying to straighten up.
"I will butcher all of you!!!!" Maegor bellowed, "All of you will die!!!!"
He swung his sword outwards and blood sprayed everywhere.
Vaegon got on his knees and tried to run away but was pushed by several worshippers beginning to run away.
"Ahh!" He exclaid as he was thrown back into the ground, "Dammit!"
Barth tried to run but tripped and fell down, "Curses!"
He looked up to see the nacing figure of an armored Maegor walking towards him, cutting down two knights who tried to get in the way.
"The Faith....." Maegor said, his black and purple eyes staring him down,
"The Faith dies tonight!!!!!"
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