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WESTEROS

Brandon stood tall looking around the place where Winter had fallen. The last hero they were calling him and the red priest of Asshai by the Shadow called him Azor Ahai. They had finally pushed back the Others who threatened the realm of men. He knew that the fight was won. For now, at least.

He walked to the great Godswood and saw the Children of the Forest, the wildling clan leaders and the giant Magnars Dag, Mag and Wun sitting in a circle next to a fire. The giants bowed to him as he joined sitting next to Dawn the youngest of the children at only 80 name days

"It is good to see you Stark one. We have waited for you. What is to be done so that the white demons do not return".

Brandon smiled grimly "they'll return someday great one but I have a plan to keep the rest of the world safe".

They all looked at him puzzled.

He smiled and spoke again "I plan to build a great wall of ice and magic that stretches from east to west from the bay of seals to the bay of ice". No man is to be left behind that wall either. I will establish an order to protect against the dead and we will never forget that they exist".

Brandon turns to the wilding clan leaders and giant magnars "Gather your peoples and have them come south". They nod at him and he faces the children next "Gather as much dragonglass as you can even if you must travel the seas and return so we can use it to make weapons in advance to stop them".

"I will build a fortress to protect myself and my descendants here where winter fell as we have imprisoned the great other in the godswood under the roots of the heart tree and we will guard against the great other's escape".

Brandon stood to his great height of 6 feet 9 inches and bowed to the other leaders of the people and began to walk back to his horse and climbed on it. He watched as the children of the forest practically melted into the early dawn like air and the giants and wildling clan leaders began to head north with Brandon. They rode north till they encountered the encamped tribes of Free Folk and giants thousands upon thousands of souls that won't be left behind the great wall.

Brandon walked through the camp meeting with the tribes informing them of his plans to which they all agreed telling them that their chieftains had agreed that he would be their Magnar and help him and his descendant turn the North into the strongest power in the world protecting them from the Others for all time but warning them that they will come again.

The chieftains had been doing a count of all the peoples and concluded that their people numbered to 100,000 men, women and children with 6,000 giants and their mammoths. He nodded and instructed everyone to move out as soon as possible.

They traveled all the way back to the place where winter fell and he proclaimed that the fortress he would raise would be called Winterfell and he and his descendants would keep the Great Other imprisoned. He began construction that day.

Brandon "The Builder" Stark smiled as his children trained in the yard. His firstborn son and daughter Brandon and Lyanna expertly wielding their blades against each other. His second born daughter Sarra playing in the snow with his youngest child Alysanne while his second and third born sons Torrhen and Cregan practicing their archery with the master at arms Joren Cassel.

He looked around at the castle he raised slowly becoming a fortress to be reckoned with. Winterfell built on a massive hill surrounding the ancient godswood with stone, black stone and obsidian from the fires of the Dragonmont upon the island that sat at the mouth of the Blackwater and the islands of Wolfsbite and Ice Serpent.

He had claimed all the lands from Neck up to Winterfell claiming the islands which strangely were fertile enough that they were able to sustain themselves quite efficiently. The castle had been fitted with secret catacombs and chambers which his children spent their time hiding and playing games in the tunnels beneath Winterfell. The halls were large enough to fit 20,000 men comfortably along with 3,000 giants. The walls and doors of every chamber had been carved with powerful runes.The secret chambers were locked with magic and spells only able to be opened by people with Stark blood and magic. He planned to have his descendants build a piece of Winterfell until it was the safest place in all the world.

He had rebuilt Moat Cailin as well and had the chambers and walls infused with runes and magic. The twenty towers and main keep had been reconstructed and enlarged to fit the giant Magnars and their people. The island fortresses of Wolfswatch and Godsgrave had been outfitted as well as the other castles. He had also assisted other rulers in the building of their castles like High Tower and Storm's End though they lacked the materials his castles did. High Tower was even taller than the wall being that it was built on an island.

Uthor was a cousin of his and he planned to marry his his and heir to Uthor's daughter Margywene. She was a legendary beauty with olive skin golden hair and eyes bluer than the sky. It would be a great match for Brandon as she was quite willful, beautiful and very intelligent and not half bad with a sword. His children would be a part of the greatest dynasty to ever exist.

Brandon stood watching as the builders put the finishing touches on the wall that had taken 10 and 5 name days to build.

Comprised of ice obsidian and magic he knew that this would help keep back those monstrous demons that had plagued the world for 200 years.

He thought about all that had been accomplished in the years that had taken him to create this immense structure. He remembered when the Ancient Children bestowed upon him the abilities to control the elements such as water and ice and when they gave him the powers to warg and be a powerful greenseer and skinchanger.

He remembered when the beautiful child of the forest Dawn became one with him in the sight of the gods and their people. He had been proclaimed King of Winter, Magnar of Winterfell and Moat Cailin Chieftain of the Free People and the Giants ,Guardian of the Children of the Forest.

He remembered when he ,Magnar Iceriver and Magnar Giantsbane traveled near the Lands of Always Winter and discovered the two beasts which would bond with House Stark and forever change the world. The direwolves and the beasts the giants called sky mammoths seemed to be in tune with he and his kin.

The sky mammoths were huge and had tails that propelled them into the air and helped them glide. They would revolutionize the world. And they had. He utilized the sky mammoths to help build the wall and he had plans to unite the north and make them the strongest nation in the world.

He turned to the crowds of people of the North. Kings,lords and even common people stood before him "We know that the others will return someday. We must build up our population and make our kingdoms strong my friends and maybe one day we'll be united as one people instead of many. We must have people to man the wall and all the castles. So find the volunteers who wish to be apart of something new and to protect the world".