Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos

"I looked into the abyss and, as expected, there was nothing there. Perhaps my mind is the real Abyss, how many have gone mad just looking at it?" Aenar Targaryen, questioning his own humanity for the thousandth time.

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Westeros Continent, North - Winterfell Castle.

"Uncle, I'm going away for a few months." Eddard heard his nephew's words and looked in surprise at the tall, broad-shouldered young man before him. He looked nothing like the eleven, almost twelve year old young adult he was at the moment. If you had said Jon was sixteen or seventeen, he would have easily believed you.

Sometimes Eddard wondered if someone was feeding Jon Giant Wolf milk to make his nephew grow up so much in such a short time. Next to him, Robb looked like a little boy, and his son wasn't little, he was big for his age.

"Where are you going?" Eddard asked curiously. After nearly two years of preparing for war, he and his nephew had become much closer. He was beginning to get to know the real Jon, not the boy he showed off to everyone.

His nephew was terribly brilliant, his strategies, his courage, his daring, and his calm made the Lord of the North sigh that there really were people who were born to rule and command armies. Jon was just such a talented and brilliant person.

"I'm going to Essos." Jon replied in a calm tone, much more regal than a year ago. "My grandmother and aunts are in danger. A horde of Dothraki is ready to invade Volantis."

Eddard's face changed dramatically at his nephew's words. Though Jon spoke in a calm tone, how could he not see that this was a truly dangerous situation.

"Will you ride your dragon?" Eddard frowned and asked, finally letting out a sigh. Though he knew this day would come, it came too soon. He had hoped to spend a few more years growing stronger, but it looked like war was just around the corner.

"Don't worry Uncle, the plan will happen as planned, in the year 296." Jon certainly knew of his uncle's concern and spoke up, calming the turbulent feelings in the chest of the most powerful man in the North.

"Are you going to kill everyone?" Eddard asked, not knowing the size of the dragon called Caraxes, but knowing from his nephew's words that the creature was powerful.

"They are rapists and a greater evil that must be exterminated." Jon spoke, his expression indifferent and cold. He would kill the men who could fight and let the women and children live. In a few centuries, these people will have forgotten the ways of the Dothraki and will choose to adapt or join another civilization.

Jon didn't need rapists and thieves to bother him when he came to conquer Essos later; he could just as easily burn the whole Vaes Dothraki to the ground. As for conquering such a people, Jon didn't even think about it and resolutely refused. How much damage these people had already done to the world could not be calculated.

Then let him act as God for the first time and purge this evil from the world.

"When are you leaving?" Eddard asked with a hint of concern in his eyes. He didn't know what Jon was up to, but he knew his nephew, and he knew the boy could be a bit extreme when he needed to be.

"I will leave immediately." Jon replied firmly, turning and heading for the door.

"Before you go, talk to Robb. He's a smart boy and already suspects something." Eddard added in a tired, helpless tone. His son was intelligent and had already picked up some clues that something very important was going on.

Jon nodded and left Eddard Stark's sun.

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Robb arrived on the Winterfell balcony to find Jon holding a jug of wine and two glasses.

"This is our father's private wine. How did you get it?" Robb asked, smiling as he poured himself a glass of wine. He brought it to his lips and sighed pleasantly at the slightly sweet and spicy taste.

The Heir of Winterfell did not like the strong northern drink, it was the most unpalatable thing he had ever drunk in his life.

"I stole it from him, I bet he'll be furious when he finds out." Jon replied with an equally amused smile.

Jon and Robb hadn't noticed, but a pair of gray eyes were staring at them with a curious expression. The night sky cleared to reveal Arya's figure, secretly watching the two brothers.

Jon looked at Robb and spoke, taking the Heir of the North by surprise. "I'm leaving in a few moments."

"Where to?" He asked curiously. A look of envy appeared on Robb's face, knowing that Jon would be traveling far again; if there was one thing he wanted, it was to be able to travel freely. But as heir to Winterfell, he couldn't and probably wouldn't travel that far in his life.

"The continent of Essos, Volantis to be exact." Jon replied.

The words shocked Robb and Arya, who had been listening in secret.

"That far?" Robb asked, still shocked at such a long and possibly dangerous journey. They wouldn't see each other for years, would they?

"I have to rescue a queen and two princesses in a tower." Jon spoke in an amused tone, a smile playing on his lips.

Robb thought Jon was joking with those words, but when he saw the purple eyes full of seriousness, he looked at Jon in shock.

"You're not joking?" He asked, still shocked.

Sipping his wine, Jon smiled at Robb and spoke in confirmation of his words. "Yes, I'm going to rescue Queen Rhaella Targaryen and her daughters, Princesses Visenya and Daenerys."

"Why?" was the only thing that came out of Robb's mouth.

"Wouldn't you save your family, Robb? I'm doing the same." Jon's words were like a punch to Robb's gut, making him look at Jon rigidly.

Jon's words were no different than admitting that he was from House Targaryen. Trying to remember when House Stark married House Targaryen, Robb's face turned slightly pale at the thought of a certain possibility.

"It seems you guessed. You were always good at analyzing things." Jon sighed when he saw the look on Robb's face.

Jon continued. "Believe me, I was also surprised when I found out that my parents got married and conceived me in the middle of a war."

Robb's expression softened at the mention of marriage. As long as Jon was not the product of rape, he was happy for his brother, or rather cousin.

"Is that why you always were handsomer than me?" Robb, still shocked by the shocking news, tried to lighten the mood with a joke.

Jon looked at Robb in amusement and spoke in a smug tone. "What can I do, I'm incredible in every sense of the word."

Robb rolled his eyes and let out a sigh filled with complex emotions. "So you're the Heir to the Iron Throne."

"That is true." Jon nodded.

"What else do you want to tell me? Do you have a dragon, too?" When Robb said it, it was a joke, but when he saw the smile on Jon's lips and the teasing look on his face, he swallowed.

Filling the wine glass as full as he could, Robb drank all the wine in the glass in one go.

"I need more, I'm not leaving until I'm unconscious." Robb muttered to himself, making Jon laugh. He really liked it when people found out about Caraxes.

"Would you like to fly in Caraxes? I can take you." Jon invited Robb without hesitation.

But the Heir of Winterfell quickly shook his head and vehemently refused. "I'd rather stay safe on the ground with no chance of falling from the sky."

"Coward." Jon snorted coldly with an amused look in his eyes.

"I'm not a coward, but I don't see the point in taking unnecessary risks." Robb replied to Jon's words as if he were offended to be called a coward.

Jon and Robb looked at each other and laughed, relieving the atmosphere of the shocking revelation they had just made.

Arya, who had been hiding to listen, had her hand over her mouth to keep herself from crying or screaming in shock at Jon's words.

She couldn't believe that her favorite brother was her cousin, her aunt's son, and the Silver Prince. But the scene in front of her made her accept the cruel reality.

"Liar, when you come back, I'll demand that you take me a million times to fly on your dragon..." Arya thought as tears fell from her eyes and streamed down her cheeks.

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