CH 4: Journey To The East

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Hadrian's POV

It had been two days since my talk with father. I had been two days since my father confessed to my mother. It had been two days since my father started sleeping in his solar. It had also been two days since my mother stopped hating my brother Jon and started showing some signs of affection.

Well it's not like my father was permanently in the shed. My mother will cool off after some time and again allow him entry in their chambers.

At least I don't have to worry about our talk being spied on due to the anti-spying wards in the castle keyed to my family.

Now that it was done, it was now time for me to get planning.

And get planning I did.

To conquer the planet, I needed a strong home base. In my case it was The North. However, despite its size and immense natural resources, it had a lot of problems.

The biggest problem according to me was the lack of population in the north. Because population equated manpower. Manpower that would be needed not just in making North a military powerhouse, but also an economic and production powerhouse.

This being a back water medieval world there was no chance of finding a population census that happened in the past.

But being a wizard has its perks.

So in order to find out not only the population of the North but of other kingdoms as well, I had used Winterfell as a focal point and sent a sweeping-passive-sonar-like magical wave throughout the north. And then sent its extension south. The sole purpose of which was to give me the population statistics of the north and the rest of the Westros.

It was not easy mind you. It took me 16 hours to accomplish the task and almost completely exhausted me magically. But it was worth it.

However the results I got regarding North were more than a little underwhelming.

The North only had a population of 5 million despite encompassing half of Westros. In terms population the rest of Westros far outclassed the north. With Vale and Dorne boasting a population of 10 million each, The Stormlands, the Crownlands and Westernlands a population of 15 million each, even the shit stained rocks of Iron Islands had a population of 3 million and the greatest being Reach boasting a population of 30 million.

It was just unacceptable to my huge ego that my kingdom was outclassed by other kingdoms by so much. No wonder, North was never considered a threat except when fighting in the north. The northern army when taken south boast barely 35000 if stretched to the limit, pales in comparison to the 300,000 that Reach can field on an off day.

Nope. I can't stand it at all.

So I decided to do what any slightly unhinged immortal wizard who was also the master of death would do. I just decided to create more people for my kingdom. SIMPLE!

Now irrespective of what I wanted, I could not just create people out of thin air. At least not permanently and not until I shed this slightly mortal form and retake my immortal form.

So I decided to do it the hard way.

I went to the weirwood tree every night for a week. Every time I went I had to create a notice me not and muggle repelling ward around me and the tree. After telling my plan and discussing it with the old gods, I began feeding the wierwood tree a litre of my blood every night. In exchange, the weirwoord tree would sprout of 50 weirwood sapling around it that were seeded from my sacrificed blood. I would take those sapling and put it in my bottom less bag with a stasis charm on them for safe keeping.

By doing this for a week, I had altogether collected 350 weirwood saplings. The blood loss didn't even slow me down a bit due to my wizard composition in addition to the rituals I had done on myself. After an unusually large breakfast every morning I was good as new.

And just like that a month passed and my time to leave arrived.

During that time, a couple of important things did happen.

I married off the all the women I had brought from Riverlands to either my Northmen guards or the other Riverland men that came with me.

The remaining men and women who were not married, also on my insistence found potential spouses from residents of Winterfell.

With that being done I had about 250 couples who were ready to come with me on my journey to the east. And thanks to my generous use of wide area confundus on the residents of Winterfell and Winterstown, nobody thought to ask why were wife's of my guards accompanying me on the journey as well.

I also had to make a covert apparating trip south in the citadel to grab a couple of maps of Essos and the North that were essential for my journey. And since I was already there, I turned it into a full blown robbery. Because – Why the hell not?

Not that the maesters ever knew that they were robbed. How would they? Since I was drawing on the power of the invisibility cloak all the way and I only copied the books which I felt were remotely useful, which as a matter of fact were only a quarter of the books that citadel boasted. And I left everything as it was.

Finally the day for me to leave arrived. And after an annoyingly long farewell with my family, I left for white harbor where my two specially constructed war galleys were waiting. One of which was the requisitioned and later heavily modified Ironborn war galley I had brought with me from the Riverlands and second was its exact copy hastily constructed within a months' time.

Along with me were my original 183 Northern guards who had accompanied me to old town and an additional 72 Riverland men that had come into my service. With these men were their spouses. So I was being accompanied by a company 510 people, if anyone had seen it, they would have figured it for a King's marching party. But we didn't want that. So I had my people divide into 6 groups and move at a day's difference from each other.

Once in white harbor I had my people wait in different parts of the town so no one would assume they were one party.

When all of my people had gathered in White harbor we silently boarded our two ships in the middle of night and began sailing for east. Careful to avoid attention of the towns people.

As we started sailing at the in the grim darkness of the night, our way only illuminated by the glowing light of the moon, I reiterated our first destination in my mind. The Island of IB.


As I had looked over all the map's I could find of this world; most of which were stolen from the citadel by – Yours Truly!; I was really getting pissed off.

What pissed me off, you ask? Well for one, despite being priced in hundreds of dragons and boasting of being the most detailed maps of their kind in existence, they were still quiet incomplete. As they only sgowed two fully known continents of Westros and Essos, along with some snippets of couple other continents like Sorthos. And even in maps of Westros and Essos that I did find, too many lands in both continents still were unexplored and/or abandoned.

Case in point was the area north of the wall which was just as big if not bigger than the current province of north.

In the East habitated (and hence properly mapped areas) areas consisted of parts of the coastal areas closest to westros; to just before the Bone Mountains (which were in the middle of the continent of Essos). After the bone mountains most of the areas were largely unexplored with only myths spread by occasional travelers about the lands.

Now for my purposes of "creating people" I needed a place that was untouched and out of the way yet full of resources.

After a lot research, I decided that it would be the IB. IB was a massive island which was the size of Stormlands, surrounded by a chain a smaller islands. It was the northernmost part of essos and exactly to the east from the direction of white harbour.

Form the information in the citadel books, I found that at least up till 400 years ago IB was said to be home to a small tribe of short burly men who humped whales. That's all that was mentioned in the books of citadel about the people living there. Humped Whales! Humped Fucking Whales! Seriously!

But that was of no consequence to me. Those people if they did still live on the islands were doomed either way.

The thing of consequence was that the lands were said to be full of thick forests, mountains, lakes and pastures.

I wondered if it was laziness or stupidity that the tribes that were historically hunted by the Dothraki horde in the great grass sea (which was just below IB separated by a narrow sea) didn't just decide to move up a bit and decide to put a water body between them and those water fearing horse barbarians.

Now usually it would have taken two months by sea even with my "new invention" of the compass which would have given us a direct route without delays to IB. But I was short on time.

In less than 14 months, Iron Islands were going to rebel as per my instructions to Balon, which would create a distraction and allow me to assume control of the North when my father goes to war. And before I went back to the North I had a lot to do. So I couldn't waste the precious time I did have on the backward ass slow travel of this world.

So once we left the harbour and were in sufficient distance at sea, I started putting all sorts of runes on both my war galleys. The runes I put on them included unbreakable rune, isolation wind runes on sails to constantly supply them with wind power in which ever direction I needed and stopped interference from natural crosswinds. So in little over a week, we were finally in the visual range of the island of IB. I had to also put notice me not (which let us go unmolested by any pirates we would have encountered), confundus and space expansion runes on both ship.

Safe to say the last one made my people very happy as they all got their private quarters to do private things with their spouses. If before they had any doubt about me being able to use magic, and being touched by the gods, this finally cleared.

Also one more thing I began to realize was that they had begun to see me as a god in my own right. Which was very good for my future plans.

It was on the 10th day since we left white harbour that we came into the visual range of the island of IB. Though my people were overjoyed at completing the journey so soon and just as eager to disembark and set up camp on the Island I had to clear it first.

So I lead a party of 50 men armed to the teeth for any kind of ambush on 4 smaller row boats to the island beach.

As soon as we touched down the island, I left 10 men to secure the beachhead and lead the rest of inwards. Once we found a clearing, which I found relatively safe, I ordered them to create a perimeter and set up camp.

Now once it was done, I had to do one of the most magically tedious but very necessary tasks. I had to take a survey of the island.

I had to put myself in a magical meditative trance that would make me one with the land and allow me to sense all the living as well as non living things on the islands. To describe it in modern terms it was doing something like eco-locating through sonar. My magic would send out pings and when they crash into objects they would come back and tell me what they crashed into and where it was.

I entered my newly setup tent where my second in command was waiting. "Jackson, I am going to go into a magical trance to find out what resources and people are there on the island as well as where they are. I will be able to hear you but I cannot be disturbed. If we are attacked and only if we are attacked, wake me up. Otherwise it is my order for you to secure the area and make sure nothing and no one disturbs me while I am in the trance. Is that understood?!"

"Yes my lord. I will make sure you are not disturbed. If you don't mind My Lord, may I ask how long will you be in this trance?", Jackson asked.

"Well it depends. It can be as short as few hours to a couple of days. But even if it is days, I will be fine. My magic will sustain me. Just Make Sure I Am Not Disturbed. Otherwise I will have to do the whole fucking thing again."

"Understood My Lord. You have my word, that unless your life is in imminent danger we will not wake you up.", Jackson grunted and left the tent.

"I am not going to sleep you dimwit. I am going into a magical trance.", I grumbled under my breath as Jackson left the tent to secure the area and see to his duties.

After 49 hours I opened my eyes. This place was amazing. How the fuck had nobody colonized the shit out of this island yet?

I detected 8 lakes and 3 mountain ranges with everything from – gold, silver, diamonds, titanium, iron, copper and zinc in them. This place also had 18 natural pastures that could prove to be ideal for farming or gazing. Not to mention the untold number of game available to hunt in forests. The best part was that there was no human presence on his island at all. If the citadel book was right and there was a small tribe of humans here before, all of them are gone now. Good at least it saved me the effort of either butchering or relocating them.

"My lord you are awake! Was your ritual successful?", Jackson entered the tent and asked.

I smiled at him and told him what I found. His eyebrows seemed like they would fall off his head the way they were going up.

Then I ordered him to pack the camp up and take everyone back to the boat. As predicted he was surprised and confused. He, like a normal person, expected me to tell him to get the rest of the settlers on the island and begin establishing a settlement. But before I do that, I needed to do the rituals I had planned. Because without it, this settlement would be very vulnerable and next to useless for me.

My second in command was not happy. But orders were orders and one thing I had drilled into him was to follow orders. So very reluctantly and after a lot of feet dragging he left.

Now my plan was as simple as it was cruel. I needed to put up wards and a time dilation field around the whole island. I was powerful but I was nowhere near powerful in my current state to do something like messing with time with my own power. So I had to improvise.

This is where the saplings of weirwood trees laced with my blood would play a role. Using the Volde's flight spell, which was later enhanced by yours truly to make sure that not only no smoke came out of my ass but my flight speed also increased, I raised my self into the air to take a bird's eye view of the island.

Storing the image of the whole island in my mind, I teleported to the exact midpoint of the island. There I planted seven weirwood saplings at the distance of seven feet from each other in a circular shape. This was going to be the epicenter of the ritual I had planned. Then I started teleporting all around the island and started planting saplings at equal distance from one another. In total I planted 343 saplings around the island.

Why that number you ask?

The answer is no matter which reality I am in – 3, 7 and 13 are magically significant numbers. And 343 as you guessed it is a multiple of 7.

Once that was done, I now needed to power these saplings so that they would grow into full grown weirwood trees. Because only once they were grown, they would be able to power the wards I am planning. But unfortunately I could not power them on my own.

Here comes the cruel part of this plan. There were two ways to grow the weirwood tree immediately. One was to pump it full of pure magic. Another was blood sacrifice.

This latter option was the one I had chosen.

However there was no way I was going to sacrifice my own people. So I decided to take a trip down below to the great grass sea to find people to sacrifice. And who was better for the task than those horse fucking-raping-pillaging barbarians. Yea I might be a genocidal maniac but I have standards. Not many mind you. But some. One of them is never to rape and to lash out against rapist.

So after a quick flight under disillusionment and my other stealth mode spells. I finally found a camping Dothraki Horde. There were fresh from raiding a village and were having a feast. Which included drinking; Fucking both willing and unwilling women; And horses- don't foget the horses; & Fighting. Well around 3 am the "party" died down and most of the people in the camp went to sleep.

I immediately started teleporting all over the camp and started casting area effect sleep spells. Once I was sure everyone in the camp was asleep. I started separating the dothraki men from other camp members.

It took 3 hours. Once done I had to again cast three dozen area effect spells on the now isolated dothraki men. But this time it was not a sleep spell. It was "Imperio Maxima". I could feel more and more minds connecting and falling under my control with each casting. In total I counted 17012 men connected to my mind. I didn't need so many so I decided to let some of them go randomly.

The rest were again victims of my mass area effect spells turning them into copper coins.

Then all the copper coins promptly went into a magically expanded bag I had brought with me.

And just like that I kidnapped 16,807 dothraki screamers in the middle of the night and teleported away.

In a few hours when the rest of the camp would wake up minus most of their fighting men, the captured slaves would rebel and the ensuing fight would kill a couple thousand more until the camp dispersed in all directions.

Once back on IB, I again had to teleport at the site of each tree. And around each tree, I left 49 coins. After doing that at all 343 sites, I went back to the middle of the island with seven weirwood trees were planted in a circle. I sat down in the middle, going into a trance state preparing for the ritual. With a metal command my magic untransfigured all the coins back to people and promptly took control of their minds again.

With my current power level, controlling so many minds personally was proving to be a tremendous strain. And I could only pass simple commands through the link. Thankfully it was all I needed.

With a simple command of "Slit your wrist and feed your blood to the tree", all 16807 dothraki screamers opened up their wrists with the weapons they had on them and started feeding their blood to the trees.

All over the world various magic users could sense something changing. Something shifting. Like scales were being tipped. Even in the astral plains of the gods, all the gods could feel the power of the Old God's increasing hundreds of fold. Safe to say, not all god's were happy at this new development.

On IB however, in a few hours, the saplings of weirwood trees had grown into full grown behemoths like they were hundreds of year old. The blood of the Dothraki screamers along with their bodies were all gone, their sacrifice caused them to be consumed by the trees fully, not even leaving a hair behind.

The trees and the island were practically brimming with magic ready to be used. And all of them had the signature of and keyed to one Hadrian Stark.

I smiled at that. But the job was just half done. And despite of my mental exhaustion, I was still good to go magically. And I had to tap into this power and claim it as my own before some other magic user could hijack it. As unlikely as it was.

So using the power of the weirwood trees, I started weaving all of the same wards I had placed on Winterfell.

Then I added another important ward. The fertility ward. This increased the fertility of everything on this island. Be it Plants and Tree's which would grow faster. As well as animals and humans that would breed like… well rabbits.

Second major ward was a hindrance ward which created whirlpools and smog and storms around the island, to protect it from being found by travelers.

But being the paranoid SOB I am, I also added a partial feducias which would not completely erase the existence of IB from peoples mind but making it impossible for them to Concentrate on anything about it or think of it as important.

Then I added the last but the most taxing ward on the whole island. It was the Time Dialation ward. When inside this ward the time will move differently than outside. When outside of this ward a month would pass, a decade would pass inside. The last ward finally took hold after a few hours.

When I was done weaving the wards, I was almost ready to collapse of exhaustion. But I could not do that before I informed my people of the feducias secret. Without which they would be obviously panicking, since they were inside the ward. And if you are inside the feducias ward but do not know the secret you can see nothing but infinite blackness around you.

So I quickly apparated to one of the ships. Startling crew on the deck as they had seen that ability for the first time. However I didn't have time to dwell on that. My strength was leaving me and leaving me fast.

Luckily my other ship was also close by. So I used a high powered soronous so all the inhabitants of both ships could hear him and said, "Hadrian Stark Owns The Island Of IB."

And once I said that, I collapsed but before I could fall on the deck Jackson caught me. I closed his eyes with a smile and welcomed the darkness, knowing that I was in safe hands. After a couple days of rest, there was a lot of work to be done!


Once I was awake, and assured Jackson that I was fine and physically healthy. He informed me that I was unconscious for 7 days. I felt it was fitting with the number theme that was going on. Then he informed me that as I was, unconscious he took the initiative and had ordered an initial settlement to be established where we had made camp previously. Since I found nothing wrong with the order, I asked him to keep going. Then he informed me of the status of construction of various buildings that was going on.

Once done, I told him of some modifications to be made to the plans of the town. He agreed at the appropriate places and left to carry out the orders. Good man that Jackson. He had the personality of a fossil but still a good man.

As he was talking, I was configuring the ward that I needed to place on myself, to stop me from ageing at the pace of the time dilatation field. It wasn't particularly hard or power consuming. So that was a plus. However it wasn't going to be without its drawbacks. First one was, I was going to be a long long time till I reach puberty. DAMM IT! Second, well it wasn't as big issue, but I have feeling that, the future generations of my subjects are going to name the God Child King of IB. As to them I am going to be immortal and ageless and in the physical body of a child.

Meh! I will cross that bridge when I come to it. These people and their future generations were bound to spiritually, magically and mentally. They will accept whatever dragon dung I shove down their throat.


I had spent the next two decades on the island where on the outside of the island only two months had passed. And now I was ready to leave again to complete my tour of Essos. But a lot had changed in the last two decades.

Because of the fertility ward on the island, all the couples on an average had 5-8 children, Which was really really bad if you are parents because of the sheer amount of energy it would take to raise children. But it was really really good if you are a Lord of a land that has too less population and wanted a quick fix to its problem. So the population had grown from the initial population of just over 500 to population of just over 2500.

During these two decades I had accomplished much. During the two decades the people who had accompanied me to the island, were now in their late 40's and early 50's. They aged like normal. But I didn't. Since I was the one to weave the time dilation ward, I was immune to its effect. Seeing me not age, while other people around me did made them worship me even more. Just like I had expected.

They thought that I was immortal and had the power of the gods. Just like I had expected.

Now the other things I accomplished other than cementing my place as their God Child King was to make technological improvements. Not something extremely drastic ones like making guns and bombs. No that was only going to be done in another 200 years when I was ready to Kick start my era of expansion. Before that I needed to cement my position in Westros and Essos.

So I made improvements in agriculture. This included use of seed drills, horse drawn ploughs, crop rotation, irrigation, use of fertilizers etc. This significantly increased the yield of crops and lowered the manpower needed to run the farms, so people were free to pursue other occupations. I also made improvements to animal husbandry showing how to domesticate some animals that were native to IB like an offshoot of Lama and Turkey's. I needed more different types of animals to make the occupation more diversified but that wasn't possible until I set sail again and visit other cities in Esssos and pick up indigenous species from there and bring them here to be domesticated and mass breeded.

I also made education compulsory for children from 6 to 13. The education mainly consisted of teaching children letters and numbers, simple math and basic of science. For the first 5 years I was the only teacher. Then older children began to help me teach classes as the numbers of children grew and after a decade I finally let the others take over.

I even invented water powered mills. In particular, Steel mills, Saw mills, Flour Mills and Paper mills. I also "rediscovered" Roman concrete.

In terms of military I made it compulsory for all males from ages 13 to enter a two year course in military academy. The instructors of the academy comprised of many of my previous guards. The main course in academy included various martial arts like sambo and krav maga. As well as training similar to that of roman legions, pikemen and shock cavalry. Since the population was small, so were the units.

But I had no doubt that by the time I return, I would be a veritable army.

AN: Yeah. Have you ever read other stories where other writers say they have lost their data when their computer fried and you fell like - what a load of bullshit. That would never happen to me. And when it finally happens to you and you loose all chapters from 4-7. Which by the way, would be around 30k words, you feel, fuck this shit.

Yeah, that's my story. Kind of lost my muse when it happened. I have 4k words of another chapter written up. But future chaps are just gone. It will take time. I am not going to give a date again for the next chapter. At least not till I have few chaps ready. But you can expect the next chap sometime by the end of this month or September 1st week.

AN: Tried to upload this chap once. Weird shit happened. Had to delete it. Trying again. Hopefully it succeeds this time.

~Till The Next Time!