"I gave all my loyalty to Him, but all I received was the death of my loved ones. It was then, in a lapse of mental clarity, that I truly saw His face. A shell of duty and responsibility that will only walk towards His goal, regardless of how many people He has to sacrifice." Diary of Tyrion Lannister, Duke of House Lannister.
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Aenar looked at Tyrion with a calm gaze, a touch of guilt passed through his eyes before he returned to his calm expression. He knew what was about to happen, or rather, the greatest chance of what was about to happen.
"My Emperor, what worries you? It's a great victory to be worried about. We have to celebrate our victory against the Cult of True Humans." Seeing Aenar's expression, Tyrion said with an amused and provocative tone.
If someone had known Tyrion in the past, no one would ever imagine that this handsome man with golden hair and green eyes had been called the demon dwarf for long decades.
Seeing Aenar, who still wasn't smiling, Tyrion's smile disappeared. He felt that what worried the Emperor was truly a serious matter. It had been a long time since he had seen this man show such solemnity.
"Tyrion." Aenar finally spoke, he looked at the advisor who had accompanied him for a thousand long years with a solemn gaze.
"Aegon sacrificed your granddaughter to be a vessel for Slaanesh." Aenar was direct, he didn't lie or shy away from the guilt, he simply said everything at once.
Tyrion's face turned pale, he staggered backward as the Emperor's words still echoed in his mind like an infernal chorus. The memory of his little granddaughter running after him, smiling, appeared repeatedly in the Imperial Advisor's mind.
Tyrion felt a tightness in his chest, his eyes burned as tears streamed down his face. "Joanna..." He murmured as he cried and sniffled. By being born into the family he was born into, he learned that love was more important than anything else.
Looking up, Tyrion looked with blurred vision at the being sitting on the ruby throne. The being who made him feel respect and reverence had a look full of guilt, but he saw it. There was no feeling of regret, only guilt.
"Did you know?" Tyrion asked with a trembling voice. He knew that the Emperor could see the future, so he could predict many things.
Aenar did not hesitate and spoke in a calm tone. "Yes."
The word was like a sword piercing his heart, the answer made him lose the ability to breathe for a moment.
"Aenar, I accompanied you day and night, always by your side advising you." Tyrion said with a tearful tone. "Even giving my life for you, you still used my granddaughter as an easily discarded pawn."
Aenar said nothing, but his silence was more than revealing.
"You are not human, you are just a shell of responsibility and duty, your golden path is built by the skulls of everyone we love." Tyrion whispered in an increasingly low tone, he looked at the brooch on his chest, which represented the position of advisor, and fiercely tore it off his chest.
In a moment of fury, he threw the silver hand against the ivory steps, the object bounced a few times and stopped under the steps.
As soon as Tyrion did this, Leda, who was behind Aenar, moved. She appeared next to Tyrion and her sword, Dawn, touched the neck of the First Imperial Advisor. Looking coldly at the man, she spoke in a cold tone. "Be careful with your words, Lord Tyrion. You will be accused of High Treason."
Tyrion didn't even look at Leda, he looked at Aenar on the throne and let out a deprecating laugh full of desolation. "Treason? Wasn't it you who betrayed me? I was loyal for longer than any other man, but what I received in return was my granddaughter dead and sacrificed by the son of the person I am loyal to."
Aenar again, did not deny it, he just stared at Tyrion with a complicated look.
"Why?" Tyrion asked with a calm tone, but there was a feeling of pure fury in his chest. "Why did you let her die?"
He wanted to know why his little girl deserved such a horrible death to the point that even her body could not rest in peace.
Aenar let out a long, tired sigh. He looked directly into Tyrion's eyes and spoke in a calm tone. "I couldn't. If I did, Slaanesh would know that I am watching Aegon and my thousand-year plan would disappear as if it had never existed."
Tyrion felt his world was falling apart, but he stood firm and spoke with a sarcastic tone. "Because of a plan, BECAUSE OF A DAMN PLAN, YOU LET MY LITTLE GIRL DIE AND HER BODY BE INHABITED BY A MONSTROSITY!!!"
Leda's sword deepened into Tyrion's neck, she couldn't help but look coldly at Tyrion. In her eyes, everyone sacrificed things for a better world. Why should Tyrion be the only one who hadn't made sacrifices?
"Yes, a plan." Aenar accepted Tyrion's words with a feeling of guilt, but again, he did not hesitate to answer. He always believed that actions had consequences and that he should accept those consequences.
"I am not a hypocrite, Tyrion." Showing a complicated expression, he continued speaking. "Just like you, I will also make sacrifices."
"I will kill my son with my own hands." As soon as Aenar spoke these words, silence prevailed in the environment. Tyrion looked at Aenar and felt that the crown under his hair was truly cursed. Because of a plan for a better world, he could even kill his own son.
"I will not participate in this." With a sad expression, Tyrion spoke with a determined tone. "I will no longer be your pawn, I will not participate in the plan that killed my granddaughter."
"Aenar, you should look at yourself in the mirror." Tyrion said, looking into the Emperor's purple eyes. "Maybe you'll see something surprising."
Without waiting for Aenar's answer, or even caring about the sword at his neck, Tyrion turned around and walked towards the exit with firm and determined steps. He was ready to die, but he didn't care, because if Aenar killed him, it would only show that his words were right.
Looking at Leda, who was only waiting for his orders, Aenar turned his gaze back to Tyrion's back and noticed that his back was hunched and his shoulders were low. Despite his firm steps, there was a dead look in his eyes.
Aenar knew that Tyrion was right that he would kill him, but he would not kill his long-time friend. Closing his eyes, Aenar remained silent and said nothing until the gates were closed again.
"Leda, I'm afraid to look at myself in the mirror." Aenar said with sarcastic laughter. "Maybe I'll see the monster I've become."
"But I know there are more important things to do. If it wasn't me, who would do it?" Still smiling, Aenar opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the Throne Room with a calm gaze. "My words sounded even more hypocritical than I thought."
"Leda, if I told you to kill yourself, would you do it?" Turning his gaze to Leda, who had always accompanied him, day or night, for a thousand long years, Aenar asked in a soft tone. "To use you as a pawn and discard you as if you were nothing more than trash?"
"Yes." Leda replied with a determined tone, there was no hesitation or tremor in her voice. "But if you are going to tell me to kill myself, ask without hesitation, my Emperor. I feel that if you hesitate, you are doubting my loyalty and determination."
Aenar rolled his eyes, but a smile appeared on his lips. "I really want to see some expression on that beautiful, expressionless face."
This time it was Leda's turn to roll her eyes, she returned to standing behind the throne with her hand on the hilt of her sword. It had been like this for a thousand years and would be like this for another thousand years, ten thousand years, forty thousand years.
"My Emperor, I advise you to visit the bed of one of the queens or all three at the same time, you are tense and deserve to rest." Leda commented in a calm tone, she knew that despite the joke between them, Aenar was still full of guilt.
Aenar nodded, he looked at the brooch below the steps with a complex look. "Tyrion, I know you can't forgive me, but I hope that one day you understand that someone has to save this universe and even if I have to kill my son, I will do it."
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Note: Today, I watched a movie called Spermageddon. You ask what this movie is about, and I reply: It's similar to Inside Out, but instead of taking place in someone's mind, the movie takes place in a teenager's scrotum...
It's a musical, and I have to admit, the songs are decent, as is the animation. I'm still shocked by this movie.
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Read my other books:
Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos (500,000 words written).
Percy Jackson: Godwyn the Golden.
Game Of Thrones: The King's Court Wizard