Ah, Daenerys Targaryen, the so-called "Breaker of Chains," now nothing more than another wretched soul in the depths of my fiery domain. How grand you thought you were, sitting atop your dragons, pretending to be some savior. “Mother of Dragons,” “Queen of the Andals,” blah, blah titles, empty titles. But I know who you really were: just another power-hungry little human with delusions of grandeur. Burning King's Landing? Oh, how you reveled in it! You didn’t just win a battle that day you incinerated an entire city of innocents. Their cries were like music to your ears, weren’t they? All those little people, crushed under the weight of your so-called “justice.” You wanted to be a queen? Well, now you’ve earned your crown a crown of flames, burning eternally as you’re shackled down here with the rest of the despots and butchers who thought they were destined to rule.

You see, Jon Snow was wiser than you ever gave him credit for. He saw through that mad gleam in your eyes, that thirst for domination. He knew, in the end, you were no different from those you claimed to overthrow. A tyrant, nothing more. You had to be stopped, and oh, how poetic it was to fall at the hands of someone who once loved you. But love isn’t enough to redeem a soul as twisted as yours. So here you are, Daenerys. No dragons to command, no Iron Throne to sit on just the eternal fire of my domain. Welcome to hell, your final kingdom. It’s quite fitting, isn’t it?

But... nice lora.

Well, maybe the community will be able to fix the horrible last season of GoT?