THE DAWN WOLF

Numb

That is how I had been feeling for a while.

It all started without much commotion, I got tested for Covid-19 virus, the result came out as positive and I was shifted to a quarantine ward in the hospital. First it was a fever, then it was body pains and cold.

I don't know how many days I have been in hospital but the symptoms grew worse with each passing day and I just had one thought, that it was going to be okay after some time.

But it was not okay.

I had no idea when I was declared dead. The last memory I remember was the doctor giving me some meds for the body pains and they gave me some kind of injection for having some decent sleep. And I closed my eyes.

When I regained consciousness all that's around me was darkness. I felt numb, I couldn't fell my arms, my legs and my whole body. And surprisingly I was not having a panic attack. There is no body, no heartbeat, no breathing.

I was just floating around in an endless void.

'Well, the silence isn't all that bad, once you get used to it.'

I don't know how much time has passed with me floating around in the void. Then I heard a voice, it was faint at first but was increasing with each passing second. I don't know how I was hearing these sounds because last I checked ears are a must to hear something and I don't even have a body since my arrival at this void.

"You sure took your sweet time to hear my voice human".

Well somebody sure is doing a good job imitating the 'GODFATHER' voice, I should give him some brownie points for the effort. And I was officially going nuts if I am hearing voices in my head.

"No, you are not mentally unstable or as you youngsters call it 'nuts'". Replied the omnipresent voice.

I was dumbstruck with his reply, I guess privacy is a thing for living not for the dead. But I had to ask anyway, "And who are you anyway you mind-reading privacy-disrespecting godfather rip-off?".

"Well to answer your question I have been known by many names and like you I realized I had a stake in the world and I had to fight for it, And I have been called The Marti-"

"wait, hold on, are you seriously ripping off The Martian Manhunter dialogue from Justice League Snyder Cut and WHO ARE YOU?"

"Well, I got it from your head and I decided to use it. As for who am I, I am the God"

'God, he says, but can't even introduce himself without ripping off other people's work'

"I heard that."

'Yeah, screw you.'

"Language"

"So why are you here anyway?" I asked the question that has been on my mind from the moment I started hearing these noises. If my mental capabilities were not damped by staying in the void for God knows how long, I would have been in awe that I was having an actual conversation with THE God.

"I am here to offer you a second life" said The God as if he is talking about the weather.

It was a no brainer for me at this point, I was still in my late teens, nineteen to be exact, when I died. So, there is a lot of life I missed out. Hell, I died a virgin too now that I think about it.

"Well do I get any choices about my rebirth" I asked the god although knowing it's futile.

"All I will say is that the Multiverse theory has more truth to it." Said the God.

Well fuck me sideways with a horny cactus, if what he says is true which probably is, then I can be born in the far future, the past and even an alternate timeline. By gods there is a possibility I could be born in a fictional universe like Naruto, MCU, DC, etc, the possibilities are endless. So, I tried to get some insurance for my survival on my new world by asking the one responsible for my rebirth.

"So, will I get any super powers?" I said with a hopeful voice. If I had my body, I would have tried a pout and puppy dog eyes without any shame but alas.

I didn't get any response and after sometime I lost hope that I will get any response. Then slowly but surely I started to lose consciousness and just when I was about to black out, I heard the voice again.

"Your mind and body".

After hearing the last tidbit of info I completely blacked out.

283 AC: A room in Castle, Winterfell

"Ryan, wake up it's time for breakfast"

I started waking up when I heard some voice, When I opened my eyes it was blurry at first, So I took a couple of seconds to regain my vision. I saw a small grey man with grey eyes and thinning hair in front of me. The person looks familiar to me but I couldn't quite place it from where I knew him. So I asked the obvious question.

"Ah, Who are you mister?"

I resisted the urge to cringe, my voice so loud and squeaky like a voice a child. That thought struck horror in my heart and I started checking my hands and feet. By gods they are tiny, not toddler kinda tiny but I couldn't be more than three year old. When I was finished with my internal musing and not so minor panic attack, The old man answered my question.

"Why boy, I am Maester Luwin of course, Surely you didn't forget about this old man did you?"

The moment I heard the name of the maester my head exploded with two different sets of memories. One is from my knowledge of Game of Thrones TV series and the other is this 3 year old body's memories. After I settled down from the information overload I asked Maester Luwin a question to confirm my fears.

"Do you know who I am Maester Luwin?"

"You are Ryan Arthur Stark, son of Lord Eddard Stark and late Lady Ashara Stark nee Dayne. And Heir apparent to Winterfell" said the Maester with such confidence that there isn't a hint of lie or deception.

"Well boy seems like you had some nasty nightmare to make you forget your own name"

With this confirmation there is one thing I was sure God has no love for me, I should have been more respectful to him during our conversation. Of all the worlds I could have born in, I had to have my rebirth in a world filled dragons, magic, white walker and lets not forget the backstabbing politicians with what are my powers again, Ah! Mind and Body. I gathered my shit together and spoke to our family Maester

"Yes Maester Luwin, It was a nightmare, A nightmare indeed".

(A/N): So hello guys, Hope you liked the first chapter and this my first Game of thrones Fanfic that too a self insert at that. There is a small twist in the events as Tourney at Harrenhal took place in 279AC and the SI birth took place in 280AC, This done to make him at bit older by the time for canon events. How he is a legitimate Stark will be explained in later on chapters. There will also be elements from other worlds, not too much but enough to spice up the story a bit.

Stay tuned.

Signing Out

Arashi Uzumaki Uchiha