Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 134 Dream Return
"I saw it! I saw it! I am a real dragon!"

Daenerys heard the rumbling thunder and the familiar yet strange scream of her brother Viserys in fear. The voice had a strange feeling that made her feel as if she were from another world. It was the voice of her cruel brother from the past whom she thought she would never remember again, with unusual excitement and fanaticism.

"The dragon has three heads! The dragon has three heads! I have awakened the dragon!"

This was a scene that Daenerys would never forget: the small cabin, the violent thunder, the heavy rain, her brother Viserys who pushed open the window and looked mad, and the timid little girl who woke up in the corner, at a loss.

White lightning poured into the window like a streak of silk.

It was not until today that Daenerys realized that she had always remembered the horrifying white lightning. It was twisted and hideous, as if it struck deep into her soul, with such terrible power that it shuddered at her.

It was not until today that Daenerys discovered that the white lightning was different from all the thunderstorm lightning she had ever seen. It was abnormally white, as pale as bone, and so ethereal that it seemed unreal, making her doubt whether it really existed.

White lightning struck Viserys, and Daenerys realized that she had seen it clearly at that time. The white lightning struck her brother's head. Her brother's expression was hideous with pain and fanatical with excitement. He raised his hands high as if holding up tremendous thunder. His purple eyes were wrapped in white lightning and turned as white as milk. The pale electric light exploded into twisted arcs.

At that moment, Viserys looked majestic and terrifying.

At that moment, Viserys seemed like a god descended from the earth who controlled thunder and lightning.

Just a moment.

Everything happened so fast at that time.

Between the lightning and flint.

After the terrifying lightning, there was a huge thunder. Daenerys could not open her eyes under the dazzling lightning. Her ears were filled with the huge roar, and Viserys' voice stopped abruptly.

To this day, Daenerys still clearly remembers the buzzing sound after the thunder. The sound seemed to be in her ears, but also seemed to be in the depths of her soul.

Daenerys' eyes burned and stung, and tears kept flowing.

As if stimulated by something, flames appeared on her body.

Daenerys realized, was it a dream?

She is dreaming. Why is she dreaming this?

The dream continues.

Daenerys' eyes recovered from the stinging and she opened them.

Only today did Daenerys realize what she had seen.

Her sight went beyond the limitations of her eyes' field of vision. She followed the arc of the white lightning and actually passed through the narrow window of the cabin. From an incredible perspective, she saw the veins of this abnormal white lightning, following the arc straight to the sky outside.

Following the arc of the unusual white lightning, her sight came to the top of the clouds.

In the sky above the storm clouds, huge golden thunderstorms rose up all around, flames and frost kept falling from the higher sky, and above the higher and higher sky, there was a group of abnormally roaring rolling dark clouds, filled with endless thunder and lightning, and a huge three-headed dragon was hovering there.

It was not until today that Daenerys could see clearly that behind the three-headed dragon there seemed to be a crack in the sky, and in the crack there was a deep darkness, like a black hole in the world.

Daenerys then realized that she had known it all along.

The head in the middle of the three-headed dragon is a flame, and on top of his head is a fire that seems to never go out. The red scales representing flames grow on his neck in the middle like rubies, emitting a breathtaking red luster.

The right side of the dragon's head is lightning, and there is a golden arc of lightning on the top of its head. The golden scale stripes representing lightning extend from the right side of his neck to his belly, emitting an unsettling yellow light.

The left side of the dragon's head is ice, and on top of its head is a giant horn made of ice and snow. The snow-white scales representing ice extend from the left side of the neck to the belly like stripes, emitting a chilling white light.

So that's it, this is the true form of her brother Viserys awakening his power, and this is the dragon he awakened.

【Awakening?】

"Who?" Daenerys became alert.

[I have no ill intentions, I am just trying to find out the truth of the past that I have ignored and that is beyond my vision. This is very important and concerns the whole world.]

"The past? The truth?" The fire in Daenerys' body grew more and more intense. She closed her eyes and let everything she saw turn into darkness.

[Watch, listen. You have seen the truth, Daenerys, but you have overlooked it, you have not seen it, you have not noticed it. Open your eyes, Daenerys. Watch, listen, think.]

"No, get out of my dream and stop your mind-reading tricks! You're the Three-Eyed Raven!"

[We can communicate and be open and honest. I can give you what you want and what your fiancé wants: the truth about magic.]

"How can I trust an offender who peeks into other people's dreams? If you don't respect me, how can you talk about being open and honest?"

【I used many names when I was young. If you know, my mother gave me the name Brynden Rivers. My father is King Aegon IV. I am the last greenseer. I must know the truth. The chorus has been quietly played, the melody has quietly changed, and I am outside the truth. This will bring terrible consequences. The discordant notes will be discarded and abandoned. You don’t understand the danger. Daenerys, your fiancé has something that changes everything. Let me see it. I have no harm.】

There was a certain convincing power in that voice. Daenerys couldn't believe it: "Brynden Rivers? You are the noble bastard of Aegon IV, the Lord of Bloodraven. How is this possible? You are a person from more than a hundred years ago?"

[You are now so powerful that no one can influence your choices in your dreams. Open your eyes, Daenerys.]

Daenerys hesitated. "I don't need to know the truth."

[You have seen the North, and you know what is right, Daenerys. Do not be afraid. Knowing more will make it easier for you and your fiancé to make a decision.]

After a long silence, Daenerys made her choice and opened her eyes.

The dream stopped at the moment when Daenerys saw the dragon in its complete form, and as she opened her eyes, time in the dream began to flow again.

Daenerys looked at the dragon, and the three-headed dragon slowly turned its head, and three eyes like furnaces met her gaze.

Just a glimpse.

But she did see that the huge body of the dragon dissipated in the sky like smoke in an instant, and as the dragon's body dissipated, a strong three-color light suddenly burst out from the sky, as if several three-color brocade ribbons were constantly extending outward, and after a short burst, the three-color light completely dissipated in the sky.

That was what she saw at a glance.

[Oh!] The whisper in the dream was soft and hoarse, [This is the truth. Daenerys, the great movement has been played again because of your fiancé, its sound is still low, the melody is hidden in the melody of A Song of Ice and Fire, but everything has changed quietly.]

Daenerys didn't understand what he was saying, but she knew it must be something very important. "What are you talking about? Can you please not speak in riddles?"

[This is not a riddle, Daenerys.] The whisper in the dream said, [I promise to tell you the truth about magic that you want to know. Daenerys, the truth of magic is 'song', and the way to play it is 'singing'.]

For a moment, Daenerys seemed to understand something, but she didn't understand anything. "Can you explain it more clearly?"

【This is the clearest statement, the truth.】

"Then how should I sing?" Daenerys asked in a different way.

"If you come to me in the north, Daenerys, I can teach you."

".What about Viserys? Why me and not him?"

[Your fiancé is different from you, very different, and I can’t teach him.] “Why?”

"You have seen him use his magic to incarnate, Daenerys. You have seen the truth, but you ignored it."

"Stop your riddles. I respect you because you are my ancestor, but please speak properly."

[I can show you.] The whisper in the dream was a little tired.

"Then show me."

Her dreams changed. Still night, sea, rain, still in a cabin, but this one was luxurious, Viserys was confident, and the girl had become strong and steady.

"Trust me, get on my back!"

In the dream, Daenerys returned to the scene where Viserys was squatting at the window of the luxurious cabin, waiting for her to get on his back.

Daenerys realized that this was the scene when Viserys first transformed into a dragon. She climbed onto Viserys' back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Viserys carried her on his back and jumped out of the window.

The rain kept hitting Daenerys' face.

She couldn't open her eyes.

She could only feel herself falling and hear the howling of the wind and the crashing of the waves.

But she actually saw it.

a moment.

Viserys's clothes burst open, and hot magic burst from him, and like magic, a flame emerged from nothing. She recognized it as the horn of Viserys's middle head. As the flame burst with magic, a dragon's head slowly emerged from nothing, and the steam of the rain recorded the shape's initial formation.

The flaming horns and dragon wings were the first parts of Viserys's dragon form to appear, along with his chest, and Daenerys only then realized that the feel of her arms around Viserys could detect the heat bursting from his chest.

The invisible magic power is based on the flaming horns, wings, and chest, constructing the body of a three-headed dragon from nothingness.

It was not until today that Daenerys learned that Viserys did not turn into a dragon all at once, but rather constructed horns, wings, and an organ in his chest in a very short period of time, and then built up his complete body bit by bit.

This is why Viserys can grow bigger or smaller, because his dragon-like body is not a real body, but is constructed by unimaginable magical power through some method that Daenerys cannot understand.

“This is how he uses magic, Daenerys. He is different from you, and from all of us.”

Daenerys didn't understand: "Why?"

[His 'awakened' power is different from all the powers in this world. He is special, and the great movement is moved by his power. His power does not belong to this world, but the thread of fate fell on him. I know that he came to 'change' everything. ]

"Can't you explain it more clearly?"

"My time is running out. Come to me, Daenerys. Bring your fiancé to me. He needs guidance, he needs to know his place in the movement. Come to me, come to me."

The whispers in the dream gradually faded away.

Daenerys saw the free light green thread in the flames on her body completely dissipate.

Daenerys wakes up.

She found herself falling asleep at the desk without knowing when. She was now in the lord's room of Shiyang Castle.

Viserys had led the team into the mountains for three days. The search in the mountains was troublesome and difficult. For safety reasons, her brother did not take her with him. The dragon patrol ended three days ago. The "dragon" had flown back to Dragonstone to rest. Now only Nightfire was with Viserys, and she was in the castle directing the aftermath.

The Three-Eyed Raven took the opportunity to invade her dream.

Historical rumors say that the Duke of Blood Raven has a thousand and one eyes and uses witchcraft and spies to rule the kingdom. How many secrets did the Three-Eyed Raven spy on in her dreams using strange means?

Thinking of his strange methods, Daenerys couldn't help feeling a chill and fear.

Does he really mean no harm?
[The truth of magic is "song", and the way to play it is "singing". Hidden in the melody of A Song of Ice and Fire, the great movement plucked by Viserys' power, Viserys' position in the great movement, the thread of fate.]

This dream contained too much information, and Daenerys could only slowly sort out the information she received and think about the meaning of these words.

Suddenly, Daenerys remembered something.

When she had first heard the call of the dragon eggs in her dream in Lys, the thought that had come to her mind subconsciously was: it was the dragon singing to her.

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In the north, beyond the Wall, lies a vast forest of weirwood trees.

The red leaves here are like blood, and the white trees are like bones. Looking down from a high place, it seems as if there is a huge creature on the ground that is injured and bleeding.

Tree roots were everywhere, arching out from the soil and rocks. The roots were as thick as giant thighs and entangled with each other. Under the forest, the tree roots formed hollow cracks and dark passages as rugged as a maze. In the underground passage, the world was left with only black soil and white tree roots, like a huge cave. Here, you can even hear the sound of underground rivers.

In the deepest part of the cave, a white-skinned monarch dressed in ebony ornaments sat dreamily among the tangled roots, a throne made of weirwood wrapped around his thin body, like a mother embracing her child.

His body was emaciated, his clothes were torn, and the tree roots entangled him, wrapping him up completely.

There was a blood-red mark on his face that stretched from his neck to his cheek. His skin was as pale as the trunk of a weirwood. His white hair was as long as the roots of a tree and trailed to the ground.

He merged with the tree, the roots burrowing into one part of his flesh and emerging from another. Crimson leaves poked out of his skull, and gray mushrooms grew scattered on his forehead. His flesh dried up in many places, revealing his bones, and the remaining skin almost merged with the trunk of the weirwood.

But he is still alive.

He opened his eyes.

He only had one eye, and it was red. That eye was like a blood-red lake.

The socket of his other eye was empty, and a thin tree root stretched out from the empty socket, hanging on his cheek and inserted into his neck.

"Sprout." He began to speak, his voice dry and his lips opened slowly, as if he had forgotten how to utter a word.

But as he uttered the word, a new branch visibly grew from a branch in front of him from the bone-white trunk of the weirwood throne that was integrated with his body, and a crimson leaf slowly stretched out and hung on the new branch.

A pair of eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness deep in the cave. The eyes were surprisingly large, clear and bright. They were golden and emerald green in color, and when they squinted, they looked like a cat's eyes.

The singer of the earth, the child of the forest, the squirrel man, any name can be used to refer to the owner of these eyes.

The child of the forest seemed to hear the voice of the greenseer in the weirwood. The children of the forest began to sing along. The music of the children of the forest was so beautiful, with a rhythm that no one could imagine until they heard it, and just hearing it would make the listeners cry like babies.

When the song was over, the Child of the Forest approached the man who had become one with the roots of the weirwood and spoke to him in the Common Tongue: "Your song is better, last of the greenseers."

Bloodraven's words show that his understanding of Viserys is progressive as he sees more information from Daenerys's memories. Don't be fooled by him like Dany.

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