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Chapter 27 False God and a Game of thrones

Chapter 27 False God and a Game of thrones

High above Westeros and Essos hundreds of invisible eyes watched the stage of the world for the amusement of a cruel God. OK that's a little dramatic but still sort of true our Mc is using Observers and satellites to scout the land and watch the story take place and maybe act as a magic stick to pull off his chunibyo. All this from the comfort of his own home. Sitting in the holodeck gojo watched as the Rangers in the opening scene left for the true north. He gave them a bit of pity but was otherwise uncaring. After all as far as he was concerned there was a story without them and no need to change that. Also they weren't hot lady's that could cause his other brain to act.

It should be noted that the satellite watching above and observers were equipped with clocking technology and holo projecters to allow our Mc to pop up in any location in a massive range. How this works is that the Mc has his Holodeck recreate the world the satellite and drone see and then the drone will build a hard light holographic projection of himself or a avatar (like a mmorpg) into the location that will mimic his sounds and actions or supernatural events much like mysterio from Spiderman. Just with an Otakus stay at home mindset.

A hour later after watching them ride for a long time. I got bored and had coffee made via replicator machine. It's a bit hard to watch in real time without cuts. By the time I returned the camera was following the escaping guy.

"oh shit it's over already they're all dead except the smart one with good survival instincts I felt a bit sick but quickly focused on the white to detract myself. Let's see if the whites can see observers or drones if they can I'm fully prepared to nuke there ass."

One drone moved near the white walker but it didn't react so it seems they can't perceive the invincible, soundless or energy reactions it's something to study. Next test I stood up and put on my best Outer God image luckily in these several years as a prince. I was allowed to have private Acting, posture, psychology courses at the Royal Academy without anyone thinking anything about it so I'm now very comfortable in my character and the roles I'm going to take up with these barbaric natives. No longer relying on the worst father in the galaxy, A salary man copying a emperor and my own shonen protagonist determination to get through.

The land and sky dimmed until everything faded Into darkness black as night. From that deep disgusting darkness came a man in black robes and hood of black that moved without wind and a thick book chained in his mismatching hands made from unknown yellow leather. No matter how you look beneath the hood you would only see darkness with 2 glowing spots for eyes that looked like dying stars and long black hair that bellowed out from under the hood without wind or reason. (Think Dream and Destiny of the endless from DC with more lovecraft)

There was a staring contest between the two monsters for a time but no moves were made. Until the hooded man turned and walked away the whites eyes following with every step. Just when it wanted to raise a ice spear the light returned and the figure was gone. The naked white walker was confused but had no fear despite the situation.

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As for our Mc he was praising himself with his performance no words but that was OK after all why speak to a random white when you could just appear cooler by playing an unfathomable existence. I decided to do it again to scratch that acting itch on someone doomed to Die to avoid to much commotion. A couple hours later I found the smart guy and appeared in a similar fashion just without the dark domain due to his fear the guy might wet himself. He stood behind him and sat by his fire the guy was frozen in shock despite this he only saw my side profile not my face. Just the black robes and book with mismatching hands resting on it. "I am Nyarlathotep he of many names. And you shall die soon killed by one who's words are warning ." The man sucked in a deep breath before speaking shakily "I was never faithful to the seven until now but people need to know about them the others and maybe I'll make it far enough south to escape. " I smiled as I was compared to the stranger like planned. Understing his thoughts I spoke. "It won't help to change anything. Men never understand until proof is presented and even then would rather the word burn for their home to remain safe or uninvolved. but perhaps you can find comfort in death. Life is quite charming but death is restful." after saying those words of comfort I disappeared in a cool and dramatic way it was good practice for my future dealings.

Every scene change will have real world time so I had better program a system to tell me when cool stuff is going on. So I don't just sit here every day after all I've got a cute little maid and some of my empires operations to attend to that even I could reliably do. I think this has given the maid some funny ideas and since I bedded her it's quite confusing what these natives think if only I could go after Asurans unfortunately metal not even nanometals go well with my meat unfortunately the flesh is weak.

Without projecting a avatar I'm the ultimate pervert I thought as I watched some peasants fucking in kings landing it was kinda gross so I looked to the location marked on the event map in an instant the holodeck changed to Winterfell without staying to watch the family of starks I went exploring all over looking for the so called hidden legacy or the magic thing that all those self inserts find like some kind of Cultivation novel. Unfortunately there was nothing not even in Ned's office or in secret rooms but there was a faint trace of magic the scout picked up on but nothing more. By the time I got back Ned said the thing, the thing he was like "winter is coming" I was so tempted to make It snow or have a spot light on him but decided against it because miracles will lose splendor when done to much.

"I saw them. I should of gone back to the wall but I saw them the White walkers and the Stranger. People need to know. Get word to my family tell them I'm a coward and I'm sorry" with that and a bit more noble pomp our horror movie survival expert died by big sword to neck. And traumatized a kid but its normal for this world. For my part seeing the beheading of someone I had talked to resulted in me vomiting into a bin the holodeck made. I was a bit pale after that and probably more traumatized that the kid who grew up in such a era.

Honestly I don't know how a modern person reincarnating into a primitive world without the tools to bring civilization to himself would think life is going to be better than shit even for nobles not to mention everyone else.

On the way back there was some foreshadowing I wonder who placed it here it's really obvious to a stag and dire wolf killing each other. The kids all got their puppys and left Jon got his runt much like a Shonen protagonist starting small and growing bigger I see now why so many fanfiction writers do SI with Jon.

A while later I saw some interesting things happening in kings landing like my own Lanister lamp and spy tech being used as a holy symbol at the funeral of Jon Arrin it was honestly quite funny but also predicted as primitive cultures often equate technology for Magic especially if my lamp looks this cool.

And so my watching of the world moves on without me choosing to interfere due to such cool characters and set up. During this time I've made a owl and shota avatars for the cool stuff coming up and I can't speak to people as the stranger all the time or I'll lose that power factor like seeing a idol from a distance and getting to know they're just a person in a shity job.

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