Lord of Light (NarutoxGameofThrones)
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Reader Discretion: To the spirit that is the Game of Thrones, this story has some very… very dark and gruesome graphical scenes. You have been warned!
April is the start of a new season for GoT stories! I'm very much hyped. Game of thrones stories are now on regular updating mode again. This story is a new one. It follows predominantly a religious path as opposed to Lord of Shadow, which follows militaristic path. Lord of Shadow is the new title for Throne of Shadows, and neither will have a pacifist Naruto. He has powers, and he definitely uses them fully.
=[Prologue]=
Caw! Caw!
It was the only sounds that could be heard for miles in any directions.
A large crow, with feathers as black as the darkest night, glided down towards the blood stained earth from high up in the murky and cloudy sky. Its claws opened wide, allowing it to land and grappled onto the chipped tip of a moldy wooden cross. The winged creature cawed while twisting its neck to allow its icy gray eyes to scan the horrid surrounding, littered with incalculable corpses. Its kinds were scattered across the area, pecking the decaying flesh of the recent deceased.
Life continuously oozed and seeped out of the unmoving bodies, soaking the dirt and stones, painting a mural in absolute red. The deep lashes on their bodies attested to the life they had lived, far more than their now dead voice ever could. Tortured and mangled beyond recognition for days on end, they all had desperately begged for the soothing embrace of death.
It was the only mercy they were given.
The black crow cawed once it'd finished examining the surrounding. It flapped its dark wings several times before leaping off the overviewing spot in order to glide and land on a large patch of previously disturbed earth. Once it was firmly where it needed to be, it began pecking, flipping, and scratching the mass grave in earnest, trying its best to uncover something that buried beneath. As soon as a hand was uncovered, the bird began poking and nudging it with its beak.
For its hard work and effort, the fingers twitched, bringing the human limb back to life. Immediately afterward, the hand jerked upward and wrapped its fingers tightly around the body of the crow.
"Caw," was the only sound that crow let out before its body was crushed brutally. Strangely, no blood and squished flesh erupted from the creature by the murderous assault. Instead, dark and thick mists exploded from of its body, forming into a total of nine tendrils. They swirled around the offending hand, and with a couple of revolutions completed, they began sliding downward and seeping into the earth through small gaps and pores.
Once the shadowy tendrils vanished completely from the surface, the protruding hand balled itself tightly before opening slowly, imitating a claw. It slammed downward and buried its fingers deep into the dried soil. With as much power as it could muster, the limb attempted to unbury its owner with a pull.
The dirt around the spot shifted rapidly, and a lock of golden hair, caked with reddish mud, emerged from beneath. As soon as his face reached the surface world once more, he coughed and took in a deep breath, allowing the foul air, contaminated with the odor of rotting flesh, to fill his collapsed lungs.
Naruto stayed unmoving with most of his body submerged into the earth for several long minutes, staring hazily at the roaring clouds with dulled blue eyes. A drop of liquid plastered against his cheek before sliding down his whisker marks. Many more droplets did the same, and a few managed to moisten his cracking lips, invading his mouth to quench his thirst. He gasped, rolling the much needed liquid over his parched tongue, trying to taste the sweetness that small amount of rainwater could bring.
"Kurama… talk… to… me…" Naruto uttered once his throat was moistened sufficiently. Each word took great effort. His mind was delirious, forgetting that he could speak to the eternal soul mate with just a mental thought alone. No response came. There was a total silent in his mindscape. "Why…? Tell… me, why… did… you… come… back?"
Silent was still the answer.
"Please… say… something… please…"
"Is this really what you truly wanted? Being some kind of pitiful creature, a powerless mortal, unable to do anything, unable to change anything? You can see for yourself what you have granted to all those that decided to follow you. From the young to old, they all have died for naught. You should have absorb their essences and empower yourself. At least by then, you would have the necessary strength to save most of them. Now, you have failed each and every one of them," Kurama finally said.
Naruto closed his blue eyes slowly, recalling the faces of all those men, women and children he had acquaintances in the months that passed floating in darkness. Their cheerful expression quickly turned sorrowful. Their laughter could no longer be heard. It was replaced with tormented screams.
"They died… free…" he muttered lowly. They had died free. That was the only comfort he got. They were free from the torturous chain that had enslaved them for so long.
"Hah? Do you not remember? No one is truly free. Even gods! You've said it yourself. If nothing else, from the moment they were born, they were bounded by the shackles of their own mortality, living day by day towards their inevitable end," Kurama reminded the blond, who remained silent.
It let out a sigh and continued. "Tell me where is the brat that can tear out his bones to throw them back to his father? Who has enough courage to gut himself and carve up the very flesh that his mother had bored him with? Who stared into the face of fate and told it to go fuck itself? Who had declared that his destiny was his own and not some stupid ass prophecy? I want to talk to that guy!"
Naruto recalled them as the sound echoed in his mind. "That person… is not me," he asserted weakly.
Kurama growled in annoyance. "Even if you are just a shadow, a phantom of your former self, at least, you should have the courage to do what needed to be done." Its voice became distant. "You've really disappointed me. I'm not even trying to convince you anymore. Do what you want, and as for your question earlier, I didn't come back for you. I came back because we're bounded together. It is our unbreakable shackles. As you grew weaker, I inevitable will as well. Still, if I didn't return. You would be buried here forever."
"I'm sorry... I just couldn't do it… I…"
"Shut up! Stop apologizing," Kurama snapped. "Tsk… It's counter-productive to keep feeling sorry for yourself. I'm very tired right now. I want to sleep until he comes, and you can be sure that he will. You know him better than me, but when he does, this world will burn. No one can stop it, and unlike you, he will take what is rightfully his. If you won't do so by then, he definitely will. He won't have time or the patience to play around with shitty mortals all day. He will just slaughter everyone indiscriminately."
Naruto took in a deep breath while contemplating what Kurama had said. His mind became clearer as numerous wounds across his body began closing up. "Yes he would," he mumbled.
Eventually, Naruto pulled his other hand out of the earth and used it along with the freed one to uplift his body from its grave. Arching over, he panted heavily, taking in mouthful of foul air before coughing out dirt and mud. Straightening his body, he used the back of his hand to wipe any stains from his lips while heavy rains tried to wash away the blood and mud that infested his skin.
The ripped and soaked tunic slid off his body, he gave one quick look at the immediate vicinity, seeing the countless dead faces staring up at him. He covered his face with a hand in shame. Guilt and remorse filled his very core. He knew he had to get away from here; as far away as he could. Taking several steps away from the spot, he began to run in one direction.
A small wailing stopped him before he could get far enough, however.
"Is that…? No, it can't be… I'm just hearing things. Ghosts…" he muttered, refusing to believe. Even so, his keen ears twitched, trying to capture that peculiar sound again.
"You're not hearing things. There is a baby among the dead," Kurama decided to speak up. "I guess they weren't completely heartless after all, but leaving one among the pile of dead… isn't that a much crueler fate? Regardless, it will die soon so ignore it."
"No," Naruto called out. His voice grew stronger. There was one thing clearly in his mind. "It won't die. I won't allow it! One of them must survive no matter what." He immediately followed the pitching noise, navigating through the butchered corpses, trying to find the living among the dead.
Taxingly, he found what he was looking for. Between the protective arms of a headless woman was a small baby.
Dropping to his both of knees by the side of the corpse, Naruto outstretched his hands shakily towards the child. Carefully, he took the malnourished child from her dead mother and cradled against his naked chest. "Don't cry. I am here… everything will be fine, I promise," he vowed, and for a second, he thought the child had heard him as the crying had abruptly stopped.
She didn't hear him. She couldn't cry any further because her heart had stopped.
"No!" Naruto roared as the rain continued to pour, masking his fear. "No… no… please wake up. Please wake up! Open your eyes! Kurama! Help me!"
"I… I can't do anything about that," Kurama said frowningly. "She's gone to a better place."
"No, no, no," Naruto shook his head. "She can't die. Not like this!" He'd hoped this child was something that could ease his mind. Determined to save at least one life, he placed his hand upon the small chest of the child as his essence flowed through his arm.
"Wait! Stop!" Kurama roared shockingly. "Do you know what you're doing!? You must not give her any of your essence! She will curse you for all eternity!"
"I… I don't care… if she cursed me. At least she will live. At least she will have a life," Naruto said as he poured a part of his spirit into the small girl, chaining her soul to her mortal body. Glowing veins spread across the babe, sealing in her spirit before it vanished completely. Retrieving his hand from her chest, he jolted the girl's body with the other. "Please… wake up… please…"
The baby remained motionless despite his effort. He continued to rock the child in his arms like a broken man. It seemed like he had failed to save anyone yet again.
"Why!? Damn it!?" Naruto shouted at the sky as rainwater streamed down his cheek, mimicking tears as he had none left within him. The weight of his sin increased several folds. He had done the unthinkable by chaining her soul and preventing it from moving on. If her physical body was already dead, she would become a tormenting spirit, trapped forever in the mortal plane.
An abomination, she would become. As he sat there, a shadow tendril emerged from his lips. It spiraled above the small child before descended and entered through her slightly opened mouth.
"Making me give away my power like this," Kurama scolded in annoyance as its essence jolted the tiny child from within, trying to restart her heart and brain.
A long minute passed, and the baby finally twitched in his arms. She opened her eyes slowly while the blueness filled its black. Her brown hairs morphed and shifted into bright golden color. Her entire body was renewed.
"Kurama…thank y–" Naruto ushered.
"Shut it," Kurama growled with annoyance. "I don't like leaving a job half ass like that, and from the look of it, her flesh has already adapted to your essence. Also, having my essence flowing inside her could be problematic in the future since she might not be able to control it. By the way, what's the damn brat name? Her mother would tell us, but she can't talk right now."
"Her name…?" Naruto mumbled and took in a deep breath. "Why do you care?"
"I care because a ninth of my power is fused into her body! Unlike you, I have to take responsibility for what I've created," Kurama retorted, "and besides, she is as much as my daughter as she is yours right now. Thanks a lot for that."
"Right…" Naruto rocked the little golden-haired girl as she looked up at him while sucking on her thumb silently. "How about Hatsu? It means new… first. She's our first child."
"Don't say it like that again! It sounds fucking creepy," Kurama growled. It calmed itself quickly. "Hmm… I like it. Goddess Hatsu has a nice ring to it."
"Goddess…?" Naruto mumbled as he gave a glance at the bloody sight before laying his eyes back on the baby. He had managed to save one of them, thus her being alive helped his conscience greatly. "Yes. A Goddess she will be. Do you like that?" he asked, but the baby girl didn't response. She just stared up at him while his body shielded her face from the pouring rain.
"So what's now?" Kurama questioned a couple of minutes later. "Go find somewhere secluded to raise her and wait for the end? It could be years… though."
"No… I don't think I will be doing that," Naruto said as his blue eyes sharpened. Determination had filled them. "I don't remember how everything went exactly, but they've slaughtered us down to the last child even though we beg them not to. This needs to change."
"Sorry to say this, but you still can't do anything if you don't devour their essence in order to restore your powers," Kurama pointed out.
"No… I don't want to do something like that, Kurama. And there is more than one way to gather the necessary energy," Naruto said and wrapped his hand gently around the little girl's hand. "And with it, I will correct my mistake."
"Correct…? There are thousands of corpses here!" Kurama called out. "Wasting a large amount of power on them… he would not like that."
"No… I think he will not object. Remember that I think the same as he does," Naruto claimed. He stood up as the rain died away. "You will learn that faith is a very powerful thing. It can rip kingdoms apart faster than any army could," he said as he gripped his pseudo daughter tightly in one arm. Tilting his head upward, he looked up at the murky sky. Under his sharp gaze, the clouds decided to make a run for it, allowing bright ray of light to shine upon him.
XxXxX
"Please if you can, help us… we begged of you. If nothing is done… we will starve," An old man implored desperately as incalculable grains of wheat slid out of his hand. His immediate family was standing by his side, and behind him were numerous farmers. They were simple folks, and did not understand what was happening to their village. Acres of wheat around the small village were rotting away along with the surrounding trees. It was as if the very land had been cursed.
Brushing her long golden hair back, the eight year old child cocked her head and had a quick glance at the fields with her oceanic blue eyes. It wasn't so long ago that she was just a baby. She'd grown like weed, and in less than a year, she had reached her current state. While her body matured quickly, her mind was not.
"The great Lord has asked Hatsu not to do anything, and if Hatsu don't do anything then you and your children will starve before winter comes," Hatsu said and jabbed the air at some of the farmers. "You, you, you and you will probably go first." Strangely, there was no ominous tone associated with her words.
"If the Lord of Light can save us, then we will honor him," the elderly man said. "We will with –
Hatsu shook her head and brushed her crimson dress with white patterns. "Father, Mother, Warrior, Maiden, Smith, Crone, Stranger… who are they?"
"They are… the Seven…"
"That's wrong! There is only one that you need to know and love with all your heart," Hatsu said as she spun her entire body with one leg as a pivot. The white ribbon bounded around her waist flowed along the air in a circular path. "He is the great and only Lord of Light. He shall purge this land of all that is dark and evil. He will bring forth a new age… Oh! There's a village over there!"
"Wait… please," the elderly man called out as the girl was about to run off. "We could pay you half of our produce if you could lift this curse!"
"You would give me half of your produce?" Hatsu asked before blinking. She stood there as if she was hearing voices in her head. She strangely gave a nod. "No, the great Lord said such momentary thing is unneeded. You can use them to fill your and your children's belly… and he said Hatsu can't carry all that much weight around anyway." She knuckled herself on the head for blurting that out. "Have faith, and all will be well."
"Father," a young boy called out. "Perhaps we should ask the next village –
His sentence was interrupted when he coughed heavily. He covered his mouth on reflex while his father and younger sister helped him to calm down.
Hatsu tilted her head and stared at taller boy curiously. It didn't take more than a second for her to skip over with a blank expression. Before anyone had a chance to block her, she stood on tiptoe and placed her hand flatly onto the boy's chest. "You're very sick, but have faith, and all will be well," she said as her blue eyes shimmered magically.
The boy gasped as he felt his body was being filled with something unexplainable. It lasted only a couple of seconds before he coughed heavily, spitting out blood onto the dirt. The blood was extremely dark in color.
"What did you do!?" the sister called out while helping her brother. "Are you okay, big brother?"
"Huh? Hatsu just expel all the bad stuff from his body," she said with a self-approving smile. She then clapped her hands. "Have faith, and all will be well."
The boy blinked as he rubbed his chest mildly. He felt a tingling sensation on his arm so he quickly pulled up his sleeve. What he saw made him widened his eyes. The cut on his forearm was being closed and healed under his gaze. Everyone around him stared at it in awe.
"Seven hells, I can't believe it! The rumor is true!" an older man called out. He tried to grab the golden-haired girl, but a root erupted from the ground and batted his hand away before he could.
"No touchy! Hatsu must be pure. Father said so," Hatsu said. She then heard a snickering sound echoing in the back of her mind. "Uh huh… Hatsu have to go now. Nice meeting you all."
"Please wait… Daughter of Light… you're a Goddess aren't you?" the boy asked. Everyone looked at him as if he had just lost his mind. "Please help us. I believe in him. I have faith in him."
Hatsu looked at him and tilted her head. "Only you…?" She asked and gave a nod almost immediately. It was enough for now. Converting the masses took good amount of time as her father had said so. One day, all shall see the light, and those that still refuse to accept shall be destroyed. "Have faith, and all will be well." She said and closed her eyes to access her advance powers.
Everyone was wondering what the little girl was doing, but a few women among them shrieked when earth shifted violently beneath their feet. Thick roots emerged from below, causing everyone to back away immediately. Their shouting quickly became gasps as the trees all around them began to grow, sprouting branches and leaves rapidly. It was as if a handful of seasons had gone by. Most of the people turned toward the closest wheat field, where the wheat quickly regained their healthy colors as their stems grew stronger, becoming durable enough to withstand the strongest summer gust.
"This is…? Bless the Se… Lord of Light," the old man called out. Seeing all that had made him a true believer, and he wasn't the only one to convert.
Once Hatsu opened her blue eyes again, everyone was kneeling before her like devoted followers. She could feel their faith, empowering her greatly. Her father would definitely felt the same thing. "Have faith, and all will be well," she said with a smile and skipped away.
XxXxX
"Father, shouldn't we set up a church or something similar? The sheep would have a place to pray and worship," Hatsu asked while she was strolling down a mountain pass. The terrain of Westeros was greatly different from what she familiar with. Essos was her home and where her father was, and she didn't like leaving her father.
"Please don't call them sheep. As for why we don't right now, it is because it takes quite a bit of money to set one up in Westeros and keep it running, Musume," Naruto answered from wherever he was, "and we are not as big as the real Lord of Light, R'hllor. But as long as we have devoted followers, we can do great miracles without greatly draining ourselves in the process."
"Also unnecessary," Kurama said in the mindscape. "Regardless of where the sheep are, as long as they have faith in us, we can siphon off their spiritual energy for our own use. And Hatsu! Can stop wasting powers on healing people for no reason? Stick to the plan!"
"I'm… sorry," Hatsu apologized. She did it in a spur of the moment, and she thought the boy was cute of sort.
"It is okay, Musume. Just ignore the fur ball. You did the right thing," Naruto said, bringing back the smile on the petite girl. "I don't like this plan very much, Kurama. You've been contaminating the land with your powers, killings crops indiscriminatingly. People will –
"Tsk… people are already dying left and right," Kurama snorted. "The Stark and Lannister are at each other throats for several months now. We need to drive the conflict even further. In total despair, the masses will turn towards religion, and when their Gods cannot help them, we will swoop in and show them the… light."
"Right… but the Faith of the Seven is too widespread in Westeros," Naruto muttered. "It won't be that easy to topple them. And using force doesn't produce true faith. They will only kneel out of fear, and we can't claim their souls like that."
"That's why you should just forcibly rip their soul out of their body," Kurama suggested. "It's not like they're using it –
"I've told you before, I won't be doing that! And it's wasteful that way," Naruto said. "I have to use large amount of power to pull out their soul, and after that, they will fight me all the way. In the end, I'll only get like a small surplus. Waste of time and effort."
"But there are a millions and millions of scums out there," Kurama said.
"Are you telling me to massacre a large amount of people? Why don't you go do it then?"
"How about we do a big miracle, father?" Hatsu asked, breaking up the fight in her mind. "Like bringing someone back from the dead! Can I? Can I?"
"No!" Kurama shouted. "Do you know how much energy you needed to bring someone back from the dead?"
Naruto let out a sigh. "We do have enough power for one good resurrection without physically draining all our current followers," he said, "but if we have do this, it needed to be someone important enough to make a big different."
"Oh I know," Hatsu called out. "How about… Lord Stark? I heard he's pretty important."
"You do know he worships the old gods, right?" Kurama asked. "And his head is hanging in the Red Keep for months now. We have to waste power patching up his rotting body before we can resurrect him or he would die again once his soul was placed back in. Plus, the whole war between the Stark and the Lannister is due to him being executed for treason, so bringing him back might not be in our favor."
"But, Starky could…" Hatsu began before she looked around. Some men in heavy armors were heading towards her as she blinked at them curiously. Their horses stopped in front of her as she counted each of them slowly. She messed up the number several times before her father told her there were 9 men in total.
"You there, are you the one they called Daughter of Light?" The one leading them asked.
Hatsu gave a cheerful wave and a courteous bow. "Have faith, and all will be –
"Don't care. If you are then you're coming with us, girly," he ordered and pointed a lance at the blond-haired girl. "The King wants to see if you're real or not."
"Which King?" Hatsu asked blinkingly. She knew there were several of them proclaiming to be the King while waging a big war with each other. Just more souls to claim once the Lord of Light dominated the land.
"He means Joffrey Baratheon, Musume," Naruto said with a frown. "Do you not remember who House the stag symbol represented? This could be problematic. The High Septon might accuse Musume of being a heretic and burn her at the stake regardless of what she does, but it might be a good chance for us to win the heart of the people at King's Landing. What do you think, Kurama?"
"I just don't like them pointing their weapon at my daughter," Kurama growled, ignoring the question.
"Oh…" Hatsu mumbled, staring at the emblem on the flag. There were too many symbols she needed to remember. While she was occupied, a strong gauntleted hand grabbed her arm very forcibly. "Wait… you can't touch me –
Her shadow on the ground flickered before an onyx tendril erupted upward. It pierced into the armored man right at the chest, drilling through his heart, and completely punching to the other side. The lancing was so fast that no one could react. The captain was stunned, and before he could order his men to do anything, they drew the steels. Reacting to the danger against its owner, the shadow tendril pulled itself out and did a wide swing across the air, beheading all of the armed knights along with their horses like hot knife through butter.
They didn't stance a chance.
"I… I killed people again," Hatsu sobbed while rubbing her eyes. The deadly tendril submerged back into her shadow.
The only knight remaining was flabbergasted as his hand gripped the handle of his sheathed sword tightly. His men, all seasoned warrior, were butchered by a small girl in only a few seconds. How she was able to do it went beyond his head.
"Good job," Kurama complimented while Naruto face-palmed.
XxX(End of Chapter)XxX
XxX(Consultation Room)XxX
"Oh, hello there," Xenter said with a greeting wave of hand while remained seated in a comfy chair of a well-lit room with. A notepad was placed across his laps. "The consultation room is being setup right now. It is a new thing I'm doing, creating a place where I can discuss things with the main characters about your feedbacks and reviews in a more coherent manner. Because of that, the consultation room will replace any notes, chapter, author, or otherwise, at the end of each chapter from now on. You don't have to follow the discussion after finish reading the chapter, but you will just miss out some rather good and interesting stuff."
Tapping his notepad with his palm, he smiled. "I know there is a lot of confusion right now, but it was design to be that way. I'll explain everything in good time. If I give out all the information in one chapter, it will be even more confusing since that information would be out of context, making the chapter into something called an information dump, which I hate. I'll only give details when it becomes relevant." He knitted his hands together. "As I noted from before the prologue, there will be a lot of deaths and horrid scenes in this story. And for your information, Chakra does exist in the story. Putting Jutsu based power aside for now, Naruto has Ecokinesis (nature), Geokinesis (earth), Umbrakinesis (darkness), and Necromancy (souls). This is because… well, some of you probably already figure out which series he's from and grinning. Well… that's all for now, I hope to see you again for the start of the first arc."