Chapter 166 - Daedric princes, Meridia.

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Third Person POV.

Winterfell.

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Jon had an option of Daedric princes and princesses to choose from when he began their summoning with his own blood.

Summoning a spirit for some princes would be very easy, however, Jon did not like all those gods, he even wished he could kill some of them.

Molag Bal was this one, the Daedric tied to necromancy, vampirism and soul trapping, he would be a great problem to have here, he was evil and cruel, he hurt people that Jon Snow, the name he used in Skyrim before knowing he was a Daemon Targaryen, met along his journey, like Serana.

Serana was given by her own father to the spirit Molag Bal to be turned into a vampire, and for that, he raped her. Just like he did to her mother.

Daemon met him at least 3 times in his journey, he did not like one bit of the sadistic and vile personality of the god and they clashed in two of those 3 encounters, but Daemon never managed to come close to killing him, perhaps he never would... Not even the princes could be killing one another, even if some of them hated each other for eternity.

Nocturnal was the guardian of the veil between worlds, tied to secrets and the unknown. She was trustworthy and to discover hidden truths, even her price to come into this world would be lesser compared to summoning the others.

Namira could also summon his mother, but incredibly repulsive, Daemon did not like her, she was tied to decay, spirits and everything that is rejected by humanity. She could very well bring Lyanna's spirit to Daemon, but in a degraded way, perhaps showing the most horrible side of death. That was the way she used her powers.

"Princess Meridia." Daemon spoke calmly to the figure floating in the air like an ethereal being staring at him, before she began to descend until touching the stone floor with the blood symbols, with her bare feet.

Daemon summoned Meridia, because she was more connected to him than any other prince. They had all agreed that they did not want this world to be consumed by ice and death, after all they saw a world as a great farm to create thousands of worshippers, which makes the princes more powerful, they are always constantly meddling in worlds to increase their influences. Meridia is no different, even if her intentions are better than those of the other princes.

They could never interfere with this world beyond sending Daemon, because they needed to summon a champion here, to destroy evil before the world turned into a hollow globe without life, only frozen by supernatural creatures that killed the living. Even if they could not exert their influence over this world, occupied by other gods, it was a future bet for the Daedric, after all they planned to do this in the future, even if it takes hundreds of thousands of years. One thing was certain, Daemon could not prevent this, when the Daedric finally managed to break through the shield that exists in this world against other gods, Daemon would be a corpse already mixed with the soil of this world.

There was nothing he could do against it, but he accepted coming to this world when he discovered the truth about his family, even if that closed any chance of him going back to Skyrim. His life would now be bound to this world until the day of his death, he would not return or see any other ghost of his past.

But that was what he chose. He chose to avenge his blood.

"Dragonborn... or rather, Dovahkiin." Meridia said in a calm tone.

Meridia was wearing a dress covering her entire body, she liked being a modest woman, without showing skin, unlike other princesses who had no scruples about showing all their intimate parts to attract attention. She had beautiful yellow eyes and blonde hair, she managed to be more beautiful than Daenerys, but Daemon could not be deceived by appearance, Daedric Princes had no gender, they could appear as female and male figures as they wished, and would change their bodies easily as they wanted.

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