Transmigrating into this world, I systematically eliminated each emerging threat—Varys, then Illyrio, the Dothraki falling before my strategies. When the Free Cities rose as my subsequent adversary, I believed the path was finally clear. I was profoundly mistaken. Robert and the White Walkers were never my true enemies. The genuine foe surpasses all mortal understanding, commanding the worship of every living soul. The gods themselves stand as my greatest antagonist—an insidious force that towers infinitely above my reach.