Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos-Chapter 354 - 355 - The Cursed Twins (III)

"Do I love my mother? It is natural for every son or daughter to feel love for their progenitor, but this love can grow or diminish as they mature. Looking back, I truly loved her, but that love turned into resentment, hatred, and anger." Princess Miquella of House Targaryen's Diary.

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Fifteen days had passed, and the next Imperial Senate session was getting closer.

In the tank containing a semi-transparent green liquid, a body floated in the fetal position. A tall woman with long crimson hair. Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she would sleep eternally.

Miquella touched the cold glass and couldn't help but approach the glass tank, leaning her forehead against it and closing her eyes, feeling a little nostalgia. Images of two children running through the palace kept appearing.

Gentle Godwyn, severe yet paternal Radagon, cold and distant Marika. She remembered everyone, especially her mother's indifferent golden eyes. In her eyes, she and Malenia were flaws, cursed by a race she deeply hated.

However, Miquella didn't care about her mother; only Godwyn and Radagon truly mattered, as they were the only ones who loved her.

Opening her eyes, Miquella's golden eyes were brighter than ever. She looked at Malenia's soulless body floating in the fetal position and reached out her hand. Touching the cold glass, the entire tank exploded into millions of pieces.

Without the glass, the liquid naturally wanted to escape, and that's what happened. All the semi-transparent green liquid leaked out, but Malenia's body floated in the air with Miquella's psychic power. Although runes and psychic power were two completely different powers, she was a genius and used what she knew to become a powerful Psyker even at two years old.

Alysanne watched everything with a touch of growing interest in her eyes. It wasn't just her; Naerys and Aenar himself watched the scene from the throne room. Aenar knew what Miquella was doing, but Naerys and Alysanne did not.

Looking at the fifteen-year-old girl with long red hair, Aenar's lips curled into an amused smile. Miquella's curse followed her in this life; would Malenia's curse also manifest in this life? If so, would it be so powerful?

Miquella didn't know that there was an audience watching her sister's birth; even if she did, she would only complain that everyone seemed to have too much free time to care about her affairs.

Suddenly, under the shocked and worried eyes of Alysanne and Naerys, Miquella simply plunged her own hand into her right ribs and sank it into her flesh, without caring about the red and gold blood dripping.

Then, the girl simply pulled out one of her ribs. Unlike the expected white bones, the bone, besides being covered in red and gold blood, had a crimson hue, as if it were made of ruby.

Miquella didn't care about her injuries and approached with her hand covered in her own blood and holding one of her ribs. Arriving in front of the soulless body, the God Emperor's Granddaughter showed no hesitation and opened her sister's body, removed a rib, and placed the other, then used psychic power to accelerate the healing.

Simple, brutal, and without any hesitation.

Looking expectantly at Malenia's body, Miquella waited.

Ten minutes, an hour, ten hours...

The more time passed, the more Miquella's smile disappeared; a look of deep regret appeared on her beautiful face.

"Let me help you, my cheeky little granddaughter."

Miquella raised her head, hearing her grandfather's provocative voice, and couldn't help but show a look full of hope.

"Remember, the transfer from body to soul is not as simple as putting the soul into a body. The body needs to withstand the powerful soul, and there is also compatibility. Something you got right by creating this body using your own DNA. Unfortunately, this girl's soul is too strong for this mortal body." Aenar's voice continued to sound in Miquella's mind, making her realize the mistakes she was making.

"I gave you power; go and strengthen this girl's body." Leaving these words, Aenar simply watched the girl's birth with interest.

Miquella approached Malenia, and under the surprised eyes of Alysanne and Naerys, Miquella simply held her sister's face and claimed her lips. Then, an even more incredible scene appeared: a power shone through Miquella's veins and was guided to Malenia's body.

Malenia's body began to glow intensely; her height began to change automatically. Her body grew, becoming a thirty-year-old woman in an instant. Her height reached an incredible four meters while her body could lift a mountain without any difficulty.

At that moment, the closed eyes of the soulless body opened, revealing a pair of dark red eyes. At the same moment, a red flower shone over her body. A red aura began to melt the walls.

"Your little friend is quite volatile, granddaughter." Aenar's voice sounded again, but this time, an overwhelming feeling of oppression swept through the entire environment, and a gaze that came from the most distant stars, even outside this universe, did not dare to look again at what was happening.

Feeling the gaze of the Outer God disappearing, Aenar showed a satisfied expression. Although he didn't know which Outer Gods wanted to use Miquella and Malenia as vessels, as his granddaughters, Aenar would kill any being that dared to touch his family.

The red glow around Malenia diminished as the goddess of rot touched the ground with her immaculate feet. At the same time, a pair of huge arms wrapped Miquella in a warm hug full of longing.

"I've waited so long for you." Malenia's voice sounded slightly tearful as she felt Miquella's small body pressed against hers.

"Always so sentimental, little sister." Miquella detached herself from the hug and touched Malenia's head, who was now kneeling.

Malenia's cold eyes stared into Miquella's warm eyes with a look so loyal and warm that it made Alysanne fan the warm feeling with her hand in a moment of a fan. Although there was no lust, this feeling of loyalty and obsession was in itself somewhat erotic.

"Sorry to interrupt, but am I interrupting something? Besides, my adorable aunt is two years old, and her virginity must be protected at all costs." Alysanne's voice interrupted, her voice sounding as provocative and amused as it could at that moment.

Naerys, who was watching everything with a smile, couldn't help but cover her face, feeling a shame she didn't want to feel. Her older sister was good at everything but inherited her father's will to provoke everything and everyone.

Aenar just let out a very amused laugh, enjoying what he was seeing. In his mind, he had already adopted Malenia as his granddaughter and found the dynamic between Miquella and Malenia incredibly fun.

Malenia finally noticed someone present and looked at the beautiful creature before her with a confused but equally shocked look. She believed she had seen the two most beautiful women in the world, Miquella and Marika, but seeing Alysanne truly subverted the word beautiful in her dictionary.

"Sister, I have many things to tell you, but first, cover yourself; our grandfather is seeing your nudity right now." Miquella spoke with a helpless tone. She looked at Alysanne with impotence and spoke with a gentle tone to the extremely confused Malenia.

"How lovely, it seems I have a new aunt." Alysanne crossed her arms over her breasts and spoke with an amused tone, seeing Malenia's naked body. She was not curious about the woman's nudity, but rather the power running through her veins.

It was her father's power as well as the power of a completely unknown but extremely powerful being. This surprised her, as it resembled the chaos gods a little, but this power had a clearer origin, not as chaotic as the chaos gods. That is, it had a clear direction, like a specific job.

The chaos gods could be associated with jobs like Lust, War, Manipulation, and Diseases, but this was merely what they wanted to represent; it was not their origins. Their origins have always been the Warp and always will be.

But the entity she was feeling was equally strong as the chaos gods, but it had a clearer origin, and from what she felt, its origin was rot and corruption. This being practically personified these two concepts, as if it were the concept itself incarnate.

Grandfather? When did I have a grandfather?

There were countless questions in Malenia's mind, but she obeyed Miquella without hesitation.

In the throne room, Aenar's expression was strange.

"Did I become the perverted grandfather who sees his granddaughters naked?" Aenar murmured to himself; there was a strange desolation in his voice.

"Father, we are your flesh and blood; there is nothing wrong with seeing something as trivial as our nudity." Naerys advised her father with an amused smile.

Aenar just rolled his eyes and didn't dwell on the strange idea.

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