[Chapter Size: 3369 Words]Jon Snow POVNorth, Somewhere Unknown, 289, a few mier.------------------------------After calming myself a bit, I decided to go to the ke to the blood off my face. As I approached, the first thing I did was look at my refle in that pure water. While ing the blood, I observed my appearance, which was almost the same, except for a thin green halo in the middle of my irises, cirg around my pupils in eay eyes.

  Apart from that, mentally and even spiritually, I felt pletely different. The ground where I had fallen in front of the tree was damp with a bck liquid and somewhat dark blood, both mihe liquid had sweated out like sweat, and the blood came in the midst of my nosebleed. Somehow, I khat these fluids were like impurities from my body because after releasing these things from me, I felt as if I had slept for a week. I was light and in a state of fullness. All the anger and despair in me had a much lighter weight now. I could only thank the entities that brought me here.

  Not only did I feel more whole ahy, but I felt something inside me eg with the entire forest and all living beings around me. I knew what it was, but I always thought it was a myth or that it had died a long time ago. However, I had this thing in me now, the thing they called magic.

  I, a bastard child, despised by everyone, could now feel all animal and even pnt life around me. I was somehow ected to the pnts and small creatures running around the pce. I stood up after being ed, no longer as a bastard I used to be, the Winterfell bastard, but as a boy who knew what he had to do. His purpose was veyed by the gods in those few seds while toug the sacred face, ohat the gods themselves decided to entrust to him. I just didn't know why they chose a desperate bastard for this. Perhaps the gods, knowing my innoce, decided to help me, either out of pity or justice. It doesn't matter now; I have to fulfill my given task.

  I noticed that the animals stopped everything they were doing and started looking at me expetly shortly after I got up from the ke. They also began to nod at my e being naturally created after I left the heart tree. All the little beings started approag me. They hadn't paid attention to me before, but now they seemed to adore me as they approached. I couldn't take a step forward without being blocked by hundreds of little eyes surrounding me.

  "HEY, what's this?" I said to the small creatures that were starting to rub against my leg and even try to climb. A crowd was surrounding me, and I couldn't help but feel multiple moods with the sight.

  Initially, this scared me, but soon a big smile appeared on my face, seeing all those eager eyes for attention and affe.

  Third Person POV

  Jon began to ugh as he picked up a small white rabbit with red eyes. He was delighted, chug as he held the animal and tried to bance himself, as hundreds of creatures were attempting to push him down. He found this moment to be the most beautiful in his sad life, as he began to feel the feelings of those little lives and khat he was loved by all of nature now.

  After spending a few hours pampering all those little beings, giving affe to all the animals and receiving back their pure love, he finally ate, drank what this sacred clearing could offer, and darkness fell. He would stay here to rest for a night, lying on thick leaves on the ground he had gathered from some strarees. He made his bed and y down. The cold didn't affect this pce; it was warmer than the north in summer. So, he rested peacefully while looking at the strip of stars in the sky, with many animals surrounding him to sleep with him. Somehow, he began to see differently, as he somehow khat all the stars are like our sun now. So, he pondered many possibilities while looking at those little visible suns in the sky during the darkness of the night.

  The day, after resting even more, he decided that he had to leave. He had a purpose, even as a child. He looked at his refle in the ke with determination once again after ing his face. His eyes ged, not with the neearance of green circles, but his gaze itself. He went from a lifeless bastard to a look that reminded him of when he saw it in his father, Lord Stark, when he used to have total focus on something in Winterfell. He went to the tree again and thanked, prayed thanking for the gift he had received, something he never expected in his humble life.

  "Little Jon, your journey begins now, go!" The voice echoed once again, but this time, it was heard inside his mind. The voice gave him a few more instrus before leaving while toug the tree. He turned ao the pnts in the er of the clearing, or he tried to, as he walked, the animals kept trying to push each other at his feet and making sounds to get his attention. He couldn't help but smile and ugh happily, finding this moment amazing, like a child, he found this moment fantastic.

  After reag the pnts in a er, he pced both hands on the ground as instructed by the gods, feeling the magic within him, flowing from his mind to the palm of his hand through his arm like a river. The energy peed the ground as he leaned, and the palms of his hands began to glow in emerald light. This left him astonished, especially whes emitted anreen aura and began to grow at a visible speed. He began to focus on a specifit, now having some knowledge of the names of pnts, trees, and their funs, fog on a specifie, the glows and growth of the others ceased to focus only on that o grew, f a leaf that looked more like a green backpack. He thahe pnt and carefully plucked its leaf, took some vines from a nearby tree, and made a strap for the bag.

  He had some cloths in his pants that he took from the cart and tore some parts of his clothes as well. Jon began gathering thousands of seeds from the trees around the magical pce to put on the cloth and in the backpack. He took 10 seeds from each vegetation he saw. There were many fruit-bearing trees of different shapes around him. The pce was enormous, with animals, trees, and pnts numbering ihousands if we added everything up. It took hours ta was in the middle of the afternoon when he maanize everything. The animals helped him by willingly pig up seeds from the ground. If it weren't for them, he would spend days here doing all this.

  Jon had knowledge of all the fruits and pnts in the pce, as he received a certain degree of knowledge from the Gods wheouched that tree. He didn't have detailed information, but he k least the name of each tree, fruit, and pnt and some of their funs. He also khat, with the increase of his strength, more information would be unlocked in his mind when he arrived at the pce where the gods asked him to go.

  The boy even knew or had eaten many of the fruits in front of him, and some he knew should never be here in the North, not on a tree. There were uts here, uts that he read only grow on the coast with a warm atmosphere like the Summer Isnds. So he ended up having to ignore logic when it es to Gods and magic.

  Some other trees, he only khrough the gift he received because he had never seen them or their fruit in his short memory, others he knew from books like trees from the South. I two years, he spent much of his free time in the library reading. He ended up making it his hobby in the absence of his brother and the games they used to have. It was an escape from his reality to drown himself in books.

  Aside from that fact, he was curious about the unknown. He walked up to some trees with green bulbs. He k was called a lemon by the gift of the gods, picked one, and whe into it, he ended up spitting it out. Besides the hard peel, he felt how bitter a cursed fruit it was. He turo the side, and strangely, he could feel the animals ughing and enjoying his situation. Unfortunately, he hadn't gained information oastes of the fruits yet, but he mao pick other unknown fruits to eat, something that pleased him. He also ventured into known fruits. After pig apples from aree, he bit into one and found it very tasty, sweet, much better than the ones he ate in Winterfell. He ate the sed and the third, found it fantastid started eating other fruits around him, grapes that he had tried before, but none as good as these. He khey were used to make the wine his father bought for the North. Feeling the taste of these grapes, he had never drunk the wine, but he had the desire to try it now.

  He ate other fruits, such as pear, plum, jabuticaba, and many others. He tried biting into an e, which is a famous fruit in the South, but he had never seen one in Winterfell, or at least no one had ever offered him one. He didn't like the taste of the peel very much; however, he ehe e and its juice that came after peeling. Fortunately, no fruit he ate surpassed the loathsome lemon in terms of bitterness. He tried biting into a ut, which resulted in thinking his teeth would fall out soon after. After the moments of experimentation and colleg seeds from the trees, he stored the cloth in his pocket and collected more fruits in the leaf-made basket-bag, preparing for the journey, finally.

  The animals that had been surrounding him the whole time felt sad for themselves, as the boy sidered them his friends and couldn't take them from here. They didn't belong anywhere else but this clearing, and he had to leave. The Old Gods gave him a mission through that tree, and he had to go north now. He thahe sacred tree once again. He couldn't trol his tears streaming down his eyes, but not out of sadness. They were tears of happiness, something that had never happened before, not until the point in his sad life. Jon, who was ready, turned around and finally began to walk but didn't know where he was or which dire to follow. The Gods couldn't make him omnipotent; they transmitted their magid knowledge of nature that would grow stronger with time, but he was still a mortal, and more importantly, a child. So, bidding farewell to the animals who seemed equally sad to see their new human friend leave, after that, he took the dire he had e from a in that dire.

  Jon tihis path for two days, stopping only to eat, drink, a while finding a pce to sleep during the night. No animal had been hostile to him so far. However, in this time when he rocessing everything that happeo him and trying to figure out what he was capable of now with the powers the Gods bestowed upon him, he noticed that even the animals didn't mind him. They noticed him as he walked through the forest, but there was a certain respect towards him. Jon also realized that he could feel the life around him outside that sacred clearing. He wao learn more about his magic, would like to take some animals as his travel panions, and tried to ect with some. He pictured himself surrounded by all kinds of animals in his flock. However, he hadn't had much success so far with the wildlife around him. He could feel it, even found out that he could see memories of the animals if he pushed a little aered their minds through the e. However, to ect with them as familiars was much more difficult and plex. Jon would have to force them to submit, and every time he tried, he felt a headache.

  He then decided to give up on it i few hours, as he didn't want to force them to follow him like that. He tinued walking for another half a day until he felt a different life than any other so far. This being was hidden ihe trunk of a fallen tree for many years a few dozeers in front of him. He felt it was different from anything so far by the feelings of that life because he could feel fear and desperation? He couldn't help but be moved just thinking about how that life saw the world simir to him until retly. He could see it as his owional refle. This stirred him inside.

  Walking slowly toward the trunk, whatever animal was there, the being also felt his approad became much more afraid of the new preseside the fallen trunk. Jon was cautious, as he was being seen as a predator approag slowly. He bent down to see what had caught its attention, and there he saw a trembling baby bird, a Vale Eagle to be exact, but here in the North? So, looking into the fearful eyes of the chick, he began receiving its memories with his powers f a bit into the desperate mind of the little animal. He saw that there was a not too far from here; the little bird had two siblings along with its parents. Jon was surprised because they were the first eagles he had seen in life outside of books.

  Its parents fed it and its siblings every day until yesterday when the was attacked by a predator, a snake, which is rarely seen in the North, especially the venomous ones. It saw its siblings being devoured, and in desperation, it jumped from the and ran to escape its predator. It even heard its parents arriving and jumping on the predator, but it's likely they ended up dead from the snake's venom. The little one was injured from the fall and was so afraid that it didn't even look back; it just ran trying to fly in desperation, but it was too young for that, so the attempt to fly was in vain. It arrived here st night and waited to die, with its parents dead, as it would have searched for them by smell if they were still alive. The little eagle had lost all hope.

  Jon didn't know, but as he looked at these sad memories, he wasn't the only one sifting through memories here. The little chick did the same with its life. Jon still didn't know how to trol his powers, so he ended up esg as well, and for the little bird, not really uanding the lifestyle of a human being, it mao feel his emotions throughout his life. Unsciously, Jon and the chick were ected to each other, a feeling of empathy ing from a human child to a bird chid vice versa. Animals are not particurly intelligent, but Jon had influe through his powers. Animals with this e and powers develop a certain degree of human intelligehe little bird slowly started walking towards him as if the human in front of it was its st hope. Jon gdly picked up the bird with his hands as it approached. Jon couldn't help but feel a sad heart at the memories of the little one who was injured and without family in the cold, a sad reality.

  He looked at the bird in his hand. He had to try something with his magi its wounds, so he experimented with things through the powers the Gods bestowed upon him, closing his eyes to trate and imagining healing the little bird that suffered in the fall from the . Without Jon initially notig with his eyes closed, the bird emitted a small green light, and its wounds gradually healed. Jon opened his eyes at that moment, as dizziness suddenly hit him from the use of magic, but he leased to see the bird glowing in the healing process. The bird could only look at him with adoration in its eyes as its savior.

  Jon picked some fruits and cut them with a knife he had kept with him sihe night of the snowstiving small slices to the chick to eat. After feeding it and making sure it was well, the boy now prepared himself with a little bird on his shoulder and began the journey again. It took 3 days to start seeing ao the forest atop a cliff. There were still days to go, but he could already see the end of the woods. His e with the bird had increased so much that he could see what the bird saw through their ected vision. He khe legends that Old Nao tell, so it was easy to figure out that he was a warg, something that didn't surprise him much after the experienaking a pnt grow with the naked eye. He always eories involving kings in the North and warg kings in Winterfell and even joked with Arya about being a powerful Stark ected with his giant wolf. Now he was a bit surprised to be one.

  He knew he was different from the legends, at least the oold to him. Wargs, whehey ehe mind of the animal, became unscious in their inal body. Jon, oher hand, could maintain the e in his scious inal body and could see through his familiar. It was a bit strao have 4 eyes. He vomited the first few times when he had two different visions, but the boy has been training whenever he with his bird a his progress. He already imagined himself on a battlefield fighting and massag his enemies while having an aerial view of his position and surroundings to avoid being caught by any enemy by surprise. He was already pying the role of a hero with his bird, who, in turn, was happy with his new human friend and savior and his feelings during the journey i few days.

  The human and bird duo finally mao see the fields and the end of the forest. However, another bizarre thing happened as Joed the forest after another 4 days of walking. The field of view turned green with Northern grasses now that there were no more trees. But what he didn't expect here were the creatures standing in front of him as he passed the st trees ected to the forest. It seemed like they were waiting for him. Jon was stu how his life was turning upside down every day. He went from a despised bastard to a child that people would call crazy if he told them everything that was happening to him. First, a straorm that took him to a pletely different pce from where he woke up. Then, the voices of the ging in his ears. Third, a magical p the middle of the forest, unknown to any record in the North. Fourth, now he has magical powers he had never heard of, and to his surprise, in front of him were anend taken only from books. Those creatures were staring at him, a legend that said to be with the Stark family in past geions, the fearsome giant wolves, and there were four of them, apparently two pairs.

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