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Prologue
“Holy Fuck!”, Ned exclaimed, gasping as he came out of the vision, or nightmare, or whatever it was that these old gods had shown him. If they were shocked by his blasphemy, they didn’t show it. Then again, their faces didn’t show much to begin with. “So all of that happened?”
“Yes. The atrocities against your family were the first time. We tried sending just your children back a second time to fix matters. Being but children, they were unsuccessful and not able to change enough factors, and were only able to convince you or other lords to a degree. Nor did they have sufficient time to prepare,” came back the voices that sounded like nothing so much as leaves rustling in the wind.
“So this time we knew that we needed to have you live everything your children experienced, we realized that we would need to send you back much earlier, we thought it would be best if you had a plan before being sent back, and decided that you will be able to share what we have shared with you with individuals you come across to bring them to your side.”
Ned nodded, determined to do everything in his power to set things right.
“Any questions?”
With a smirk, Ned nodded. “Aye. So this shows you’re real. The red god is real, and the Great Other is also real. The Seven are just horseshit aren’t they?”
“The formal faith of the Seven is as a child’s fairytale. But as in any tale, there is an underlying kernel of truth – one you must understand. In this case, while septons and septas have no unique insight or ability beyond an ordinary smallfolk, and the seven pointed star about as useful as a Zorse on Farwynd Isle – there is significance to the number Seven as it is the number of dimensions in our creation. So not coincidentally – your ability to impart what you know will be limited to 7 people. Choose wisely, for even with your knowledge and all the time to prepare and all the power you already command, this is still a longshot.”
Ned sighed before gathering himself and asking: “What must I do?”