(Third Person POV)
"And are you certain?" Jaehaerys asked Baelon
Baelon nodded, "Yes. I am." He said, "His body was unharmed, like it was made out of fire."
Baelon and his brother, Aemon, were in the King's Chambers. They had reported the incident in the Dragonpit, having told King Jaehaerys that there was a man that was unable to be killed, his entire body burst into flames.
"It is some sort of sorcery." Aemon said seriously, "His entire body can turn into flames; he can avoid any sort of damage. I cannot explain it, but it is something out of the ordinary."
"Has the Cult of R'hllor obtained some new power?" Jaehaerys stood up from his seat, "Perhaps they have sacrificed enough people to their god to receive this blasphemous magic."
"That would confirm that the supposed Lord of Light is real." Baelon said, "But I don't believe in gods that require human sacrifices."
"Regardless, this man is definitely behind the murders lately." Aemon said, "I believe that they have been performing some sort of ritualistic chain of murders, burning their victims' bodies. He confessed to the thieves from the coast, but the rest...."
"Whatever the case, he must be apprehended." Jaehaerys said, "By whatever means."
"He was able to escape us." Baelon said, "How could we possibly do something like that? Not even Meleys, a dragon, was able to harm him."
"Scour the city, find any trace of the Red Cult." Jaehaerys told him, "Someone is bound to know something. They are elusive, save for the Red Priestesses. But we haven't had one in the city in ages, so look thoroughly."
"As you wish." Aemon said
"And call Saera." Jaehaerys said, "I have some questions for her."
"And she best answer them honestly."
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(Cyrus's POV)
"Alright....." I said as I focused on the campfire in front of me, "There you go..."
I was willing the fire in front of me to spiral upwards, twisting into the form of a small cyclone made out of flames. I could hear the swirling flames in front of me, the embers flying outwards and lighting up the shadows of the night.
"Interesting....." I said, "Even if it is not the flames that I produce....I can control it with my pyrokinetic abilities....."
That is right, I had started a campfire the normal way, just rubbing sticks together and setting them ablaze with friction. I could have started it with my powers, but I had to experiment with my abilities and I am glad I did.
I was able to control the flames, shaping them how I wanted them to, and all it took was focus. I simply visualized what I wanted, and the flames followed my will. It was quite a strong ability I had, to control the flames without even coming in contact with them.
But this was regular fire, simple and nothing compared to my Logia flames.
"I wonder what I can do...." I said as I sprouted a flame on my finger, "I can do a lot of things...fire is versatile....with fire comes heat.....right?"
I stood up and walked to the side, getting outside the campfire's radius of light. I noticed that my single flame was lighting the area around me, producing enough light to cover a few feet.
"Light..." I said, "Fire is not just energy and heat....it can also be light.....hm....that could be useful. If I lose my way in the darkness, I can just sprout this little finger lamp, haha."
I looked to the side, seeing the large castle's silhouette in the far distance. I couldn't help but be annoyed at what had happened earlier today. I was attacked by all of these idiots for murders that I didn't cause. Well, truthfully, I did kill those other guys by accident. But not the other murders, I had nothing to do with that.
And what kind of bullshit world did I get myself into? Inbred Dragonlords, are you fucking serious? Oh man, this is going to be some headache, huh?
Well, it would make some sense if they wanted to keep the bloodline pure and blah, blah, blah. The usual self-centered and pompous excuse that Royals would use cause they think they're better than anyone else. But in this case, it makes a bit more sense since their blood might carry the secret of wielding literal weapons of mass destruction like Dragons.
I am actually glad I was able to survive an actual Dragon's bite. If I had a Paramecia power, I would not have survived that for sure. Unless I were a Quake-Man, I probably would have ripped that maw apart with the Gura-Gura no Mi. That's Whitebeard's fruit; I can't be looking like a bitch if I had that power.
But I don't have it.
I have Ace's.
Still, in a world like this, I am sure it will be the most powerful ability. That being said, the people in this place will see me as either a god or a demon.
I have to be careful if I want to avoid unwanted shenanigans.
"Hm....." I lowered my finger and turned back to the campfire, "What do I do? If I want to avoid headaches, I should not be in this place anymore. I need to leave."
But where would I go? I don't know this place.
Map.
I need a map. I need directions to get as far away from these people as possible. That way, I can do what I need to do. And that's to fully master my powers and use it to make a life here for myself, one that won't subject myself to unwanted horrors.
I yawned, "Oh man..." I said as I blinked, "I guess that could wait. No matter how much fire my body is made out of, I still need some sleep."
I walked back to the campfire, sitting down on the makeshift bed I had made out of twigs and leaves. I looked at the flames, seeing that they were flickering, embers flying all over the place.
I lifted my finger again, thinking of something I just remembered: Ace's techniques.
I formed a finger gun, using two fingers, and pointed at a nearby rock, "Hm....." I said, focusing and visualizing my favorite technique from Ace, "Let's see...."
"Fire Gun"
A quick and bright flame projectile was fired from my two fingers, like a bullet, and hit the rock. There was a quick explosion of fire, causing sand and embers to fly everywhere.
I smirked, "Oh yea." I said, "That's it...."
"This world is fucked now."