HAhahahahahahHAHAH! THE SERBS HAVE CAUSED THE END TIMES!
I will type up the full story later, the story of how the Miroslavs brought about the apocalypse. For now, content yourself with this - just to get a small glimpse of how crazy things went, in such short time.
King Blaz Miroslav fought the White Walkers out of the Seven Kingdoms - but he did not pursue them past the gift. He gave the Lady Karstark independence to rule over the North, assuring her that she was fine. Inevitably, the White Walkers took over vast tracts of the North, even breaking past the Neck to begin invasions of the Westerlands, Riverlands and Vale. King Blaz Miroslav was not idle during all of this; he was conquering south and conquering east, fighting from the wings of the dragon Spyrax.
During one particular battle,
a white walker was captured at great expense.
There was a tradition... Started one generation ago by Blaz's father, King (for a brief while) Vojislav Miroslav. The late Vojislav insulted the white walkers, calling them cowards and shriveling fools, a grave insult sent by the wings of a raven. The white walkers got the message, and in their rage broke through the great Wall of the Night's Watch. King Vojislav had set the bar, and King Blaz had to raise it. What's more insulting than calling the immortal frost demon enemy, the incarnate of death and winter, cowards?
Why yes. Yes, Blaz just did that. He just made the devil his concubine.
This continued for a long while. The long night was dark and full of terrors. The fell white walker, slayer of all life, was subjected to Blaz's mighty, hard Valyrian steel all throughout the night. A few old men and women to this day scare their children with the mere insinuations of what went on in Blaz's dungeon to the captured White Walker. Decades later, after King Blaz had died, a group of white walkers would successfully break into the Vale and free their comrade under the reign of King Nikodim Miroslav. Unlike Blaz, Nikodim was no deviant, and did not make a saltwife of the white walker. But the damage had already been done. When the imprisoned white walker finally regained his freedom in the daring jailbreak, and finally returned home to the northern wastelands of ice and dead men, the King of the long Night found an all too human shiver crawling up his inhuman spine. If a white walker could cry, the frozen rivers would run freely once more.
The White Walkers sent their legions of the dead to kill every living thing left in the world.
But deep down, Blaz knew they knew.
The Serbians were ready to fuck up the forces of death, and they weren't even using lube.