The skies above King's Landing darkened like the coming of a storm. On the horizon, a shadow surged through the heavens. Massive. Terrifying. A beast larger than any dragon seen in recent memory.
Cannibal.
Its wings blotted the sun. Scales of night-black shimmered with a faint green sheen, like seaweed soaked in blood. Its eyes were twin infernos of crimson. Each beat of its wings sounded like thunder rolling across the capital. Panic swept through the city like wildfire. Nobles, smallfolk, and guards alike all looked skyward in awe and terror.
But atop the monstrous beast stood a rider, tall and proud. His silver-gold hair flew wildly in the wind. His violet eyes burned with purpose.
Vaeron Velaryon had returned.
POV: Ser Harwin Strong
From the training yard of the Red Keep, Harwin Strong had been sparring with a few Gold Cloaks when the shadow fell over them. For a heartbeat, he thought it might be Caraxes or Syrax returning from patrol.
Then he saw it.
"Gods," he muttered, jaw clenched. "That's Cannibal..."
All stories he'd heard said the Cannibal couldn't be tamed. That it was older than Balerion. That it ate dragon eggs, wild hatchlings—even corpses of its own kind. To see the beast not only descending peacefully, but with a rider?
"By the Seven... he rides it."
POV: King Viserys I Targaryen
The king stood at the window of Maegor's Holdfast, his hand trembling as he set aside a goblet of wine.
Otto Hightower stood beside him, equally stunned.
"Is that... Cannibal?" the Hand asked, voice dry.
Viserys did not answer immediately. His face was pale. He could feel the heat from the dragon even from the Red Keep. The fearsome aura reminded him of Balerion's final days.
Then he saw the rider dismount as Cannibal landed at the outer courtyard. He recognized the flowing Velaryon cloak.
"Vaeron Velaryon," Viserys whispered. "He's done the impossible."
POV: Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen
From her balcony, Rhaenyra had a perfect view of the courtyard. Her heart pounded in her chest.
She had always prided herself on being a dragonrider. One of the best.
Yet here stood Vaeron, younger than Daemon by a handful of years, already clad in dark Valyrian armor, his long cloak fluttering behind him. Cannibal knelt at his side like a loyal hound.
She couldn't look away.
He walked with the confidence of a man who had already conquered. His silver hair had darkened slightly with the journey, but the gleam in his amethyst eyes was unmistakable.
"He's not the same boy who left Driftmark," she murmured.
A strange flutter settled in her chest.
POV: Daemon Targaryen
"He's bluffing," Daemon said aloud, though no one had questioned him.
Caraxes growled behind him, wings twitching as if reacting to the rival's presence.
Daemon watched as Cannibal snorted a breath of smoke and sulfur, then lowered his massive head for Vaeron to stroke.
"He actually claimed it..."
The Rogue Prince clenched his jaw. No one had claimed the Cannibal. Ever. Not even Daemon had dared.
He couldn't help but feel both respect—and irritation.
Vaeron had just stepped into the game of thrones with a roar that could not be ignored.
POV: Corlys Velaryon
Corlys, the Sea Snake, stood beside his wife Rhaenys, pride swelling in his chest.
"He's ours," Corlys said, unable to hide the satisfaction in his voice.
"He's more than ours," Rhaenys replied, her eyes glinting.
The Queen Who Never Was watched as her son—her beloved Vaeron—strode forward, flanked by guards now too shocked to react.
She saw the way nobles gawked, the way women stared.
He was no longer just the heir of Driftmark.
He was a force to be reckoned with.
And perhaps...
...a Kingmaker.
POV: Vaeron Velaryon
He walked through the Red Keep like a conqueror returning home.
His STATUS flashed before his eyes as the system pulsed:
Name: Vaeron Velaryon
Age: 18
New Title: Rider of Cannibal
Locked Lord Talent: COMMANDER'S WILL
Attributes:
Strength: 38.13
Agility: 41.31
Durability: 34.95
Mental Strength: 16
Intelligence: 18
Skills: Swordsmanship (White Bronze Level 5)
Abilities: unlocked( new )
Army: 100 Elite Soldiers (Loyalty 80%)
Pet: Cannibal (Bound)
Ok I have unlocked some sort of abilitie but why don't I feel any changes, let's see the ability
Abilities :- fire immunity ( any type fire will not harm host )
Ohhh my god I have got abilitie like dragon mother, no even stronger way too stronger. Ok calm down don't be make noise or other will find something is wrong
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Vaeron velaryon had done what no man alive had.
He had claimed the unclaimable.
And now, all of Westeros would remember the day the Cannibal bowed to a boy from Driftmark.
Vaeron paused at the gates of the throne room.
He could feel the eyes of the court upon him.
It was time.
The Game of Thrones had a new player—one riding the wings of the greatest dragon alive.