Pioneer System: Game of Thrones

by Sunmukh Singh Gill

Forced into a universe he never wished to enter, the Hero's found himself in a situation he didn't hope to deal with. Taking advantage of the chaos, the Hero has found some extra rewards at the cost of further mayhem in the new world. Harry Potter Wizarding World/Assassins Creed/HALO/Lord Of The Rings/For Honor/Hitman/Fantasy Elements/Mass Effect/Historical Figures

"*Sigh* While I wish to curse you for bringing me here again, to this accursed place in all of Existence, I'm not entirely surprised."

An exhausted Soul of pure white light floated alone in the middle of eternal chaos that bound Space, Time, Creation, and Eternity together with the Abyss.

Moments after the Soul spoke out into the vast darkness of the void, a greater form of golden light that expanded beyond the size of a galaxy presented itself.

In front of the small Soul of pure white light, the golden orb of light could easily swallow the Soul and continue its lone trek through the void without anyone noticing.

Though it stopped and addressed the pure light of the Soul as if it were an old friend who'd come over to visit for some tea or drinks.

"Child… *Sigh* you should be pleased I am still willing to come out and bother to face you after your twenty millionth life through Incarnation…"

The pure golden light grander than a galaxy burst alive in a vast spectrum of colours as it spoke without destroying or harming the miniscule ball of pure white light of the Soul standing stoically against the immoveable force.

"*Sigh* Look… we've had this back-and-forth tango for who knows how many years through eternity, and at this point, I'm exhausted, ten billion times over.

We both know this is inhuman torture for no apparent reason…

Even if I considered you did it for your own sick entertainment, my personal conclusion on the matter says you wouldn't leave me suffering continuous rebirths throughout eternal lifetimes without thinking of the potential consequences." Replied the Soul, while devoid of emotion in its voice that transmitted to the Golden Galaxy.

It figured the best way to showcase logic was to portray sound and calm behaviour, especially in the face of greater strength.

In this case, the Golden Galaxy held immense power over the Soul, through a great number of abilities connected to its existence.

Stumped by the Soul's insistence, the Golden Galaxy chose to relent and do as the Soul wished, for now, otherwise it could consider the Eternal Throne beyond its solid grasp and control.

"… Child… *Sigh* we've brought a great deal of harm to you, and we will continue to do so in the future sadly as it's outside of our realm of control, since we cannot fight Fate and Destiny's path for us without some cost, unless we wish to succumb to our own mortal desires.

Therefore, we've determined your next life will be a peaceful one, but moments of great change will bring about immense challenges for you to face…

For once, the world will offer you a chance to cause the drive forward in development of the world's society, and strike a mark on history, while possibly freeing yourself from the curse bound to the core of your Spirit form." Said the Golden Galaxy, its voice booming out into the vast starry darkness of space.

"You say 'freedom', but it wouldn't be the first time I've been drawn in by false promises, only to be kicked aside like a rat after you've witnessed your meaning of 'delight' and 'enjoyment'." Aggressively replied, the pure white beaming Soul, floating in front of the Golden Galaxy.

"We can only try our best each time you come before us to lessen the effects of the curse…

We do hope to break you free of servitude, but your faithful service has been important as this moment now will be the ultimate and final test.

At the same time, you'll be able to grant us answers to many questions that have plagued us for eternity…

While being able to bring the world to new heights, your name and those of your bloodline will be remembered forever, as your life experience cannot be matched by any Mortal being capable of reincarnation.

Even Gods fail to match the knowledge you possess… and defiantly own.

Therefore, we require a great deal from you once more, Child… more than we should be asking of you in the first place…"

"Then don't…" Argued back the White Soul.

"Leave me alone and let me rest." Continued the pained White Soul, "Otherwise fulfil my requests to help make my life a little more peaceful before I'm forced to undertake whatever crap you've pushed onto my shoulders."

The Golden Galaxy heavily sighed, with its voice carrying throughout space, time, and existence.

"What do you want…?"

"You know what I want.

Give me back my Helmet you stole millions of lifetimes ago…" crisply stated the White Soul, ensuring it finally had the opportunity to act freely in the new life… well as much as it could hope for.

"Very well, this time I will ensure you have everything to deal with the mounting problems of the rogue universe.

Good luck my Child…

I hope you find some peace while fighting to those you'll come to love and care for."

"Still haven't stopped with the manipulative shit… *Sigh* Very well, oh mighty one." The White Soul said sarcastically.

"You will also gift me my smithing abilities I nurtured during my time on Terina." The White Soul stated, much to the displeasure of the Golden Galaxy, but it couldn't disagree in this case.

"It shall be done; however, the growth of your skills will be subjected to your own input and training to make it reappear."

Continuing on after a small break, the Golden Galaxy said, "With that gift out of the way, I must warn you, Child, the world will be a familiar place you've learnt about in the Origin Lifetime, but unlike what you saw then, this time round, your appearance will strengthen the natural affairs of the worlds progress across the thread of fate…

Just keep an eye on those affairs and use it for your own purposes to gain power and authority, otherwise the lifetimes you experienced will have been all for nothing.

Goodluck… Prime Creator...

Genesis awaits your call."

The Soul was completely restricted from asking any questions about its supposed title of 'Prime Creator', yet the Golden Galaxy wasn't willing to reveal anything right now.

Rather it wanted to wait and see the White Soul's progress through the very fabric of the endless spaces of the void.

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*Ding*

[System Initialising…]

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[System Installed!]

[Extra Gifts & System Functions added by %$# are being synchronised and activated!]

[Welcome Host to the Pioneer System!]

[System has been created for the Host to develop the Prime World of Planetos into a strong, articulate, and transformative force of nature to combat hidden dangers, locked monsters, and sealed entities hidden away from mankind's sight!]

[Host will be born into a Great Noble House of the North in servitude of House Stark and the Kingdom of Winter well before the Wall came into existence]

[House Vitniryx, an ancient Great House lineage formerly removed from Planetos has reappeared to support Host's progression within the vast world!]

[Having been rewritten into existence, House Vitniryx has begun to change the fate and destiny of Planetos in numerous ways, through which the Host is entangled with the threads of Fate and Destiny, disturbing their chosen path for the world…]

[As a descendant of the First Men and greater elements beyond the confines of this Universe, Host's unique form and abilities won't immediately be accessible from birth due to constraints imposed on the powers of Creation]

[The World of Planetos will also be increased in size, populous, and difficulty due to Host's involvement and the activation of another Great House, formerly considered extinct]

[Host is warned to not consider the world based off previous knowledge gained through entertainment media forms during Origin Lifetime!]

[Please make use of knowledge, wisdom, skills, and abilities from previous lifetimes and Universes Host has lived through, all in the hopes to improve the quality of life across Planetos!]

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[%$# has gifted Host an enhanced body constitution to deal with the insurmountable number of warfare's!]

[%$# has gifted Host 1 million System Credits in advance and open access to the System Store in the System Interface!]

[Due to the unique situation of Planetos and the introduction of the Host, %$# has issued an Eternal Dimensional Realm to bind itself to Host's soul]

[The Eternal Dimensional Realm is the same Hidden Realm Host had access to in a previous lifetime, before it was sealed away by %$# ]

[Adjustments and improvements will be made to the Eternal Dimensional Realm to help Host's progress after arriving on Planetos]

[Items previously bound to the Host's old Eternal Dimensional Realm will be invested into the new Hidden Realm! (Discoveries dependent on Host's ability)]

[A World Tree will be included in the Eternal Dimensional Realm, which will also activate a Guardian Spirit who'll control and manage the Hidden World in the absence of the Host ability to do so]

[In due time, Host can ask the Guardian Spirit to embed the roots of the World Tree on Planetos, though Host is cautioned to not take such a step until a time where the reaction of the world is manageable]

[Mythical Races, Creatures, and Supernatural Entities lurk across Planetos, both for the benefit and disadvantage of the Host and populous]

[Race Gene Code can be bought from the System Store, along with a Summoning Square, which will facilitate the spawning of various beings into the Eternal Dimensional Realm, before they can enter Planetos]

[Media, Culture, Customs, Creatures, Animals, Minerals, Metals, Chemicals, Seeds, Production Methods, and more of Host's Origin Homeworld, Earth, will be downloaded into the database of the Eternal Dimensional Realm!]

[System & %$# hope Host will bring the world of Planetos into a new Dawn of the Golden Age of Development]

[Inventory Access has been granted through the System Interface!]

[Helmet of Fate, Order, & Chaos gifted to Host! (Will be sent to Inventory)]

[Helmet of Fate, Order, & Chaos will only be accessible once it believes Host can wield its power for the betterment of mankind]

[Host has received Mystery Beast Egg! (Will be sent to Inventory)]

[Mystery Beast will grow alongside the Host's personal development]

[Custom Shadow Clone Management Ability has been granted!]

[Custom Shadow Clone Management Ability will be conditioned to operate in accordance with Host's personal strength and discoveries]

[Please use the newly granted ability to hasten Host's strength and development within the Eternal Dimensional Realm and Planetos to increase the speed of progress forward for mankind]

[System Function – Recruitment – has upgraded based on Exceeded Danger parameter reports of the enhanced Planetos! (Includes Non-Human beings)]

[System Function – Dungeon Spawning – has upgraded based on Exceeded Danger parameter reports of Planetos (Includes those found across the Eternal Dimensional Realm during exploration!)]

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*Ding*

[Status]

[Title: - ]

[Name: Lucian Augustus Vitniryx]

[Age: - ]

[Race: Augmented Trans-Human/?¿?]

[Origin HomeWorld: Earth (#$% Universe)]

[Level: 0]

[Experience: 0/1,000]

[System Credits: 1,000,000]

[Magic Power: 100/10]

[Body Condition: Healthy]

[Constitution: 4 (Average Adult: 20)]

[Strength: 2 (Average Adult: 20)]

[Magic Affinity: 7 (Average Adult: 2)]

[Endurance: 3 (Average Adult: 15]

[Agility: 2 (Average Adult: 16)]

[Dexterity: 2 (Average Adult: 15)]

[Stamina: 3 (Average Adult: 18)]

[Intelligence: 18 (Average Adult: 12)]

[Wisdom: ? (Average Adult: 18)]

[Accuracy: 3 (Average Adult: 17)]

[Free Stat Points: 0]

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[Goodluck Host & may you bring justice & peace to Planetos!]

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Year 277 AC

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"My love…

Our child is nearly here, please keep hold over your strength and push!" shouted a young man, gripping hands with the woman he dearly loved above all else.

Seated beside the love of his life, the two were leaning up against a grand tree in a forest clearing, with a wispy fog surrounding them in the distance.

They were alone and without anyone nearby, as the young woman with fiery hair much like a blazing hearth screamed through the deep breaths, while experiencing a rather tough birthing of her child.

Squeezing the young man's hand with all her might, the young lady cried out through the painful birthing process, all the time her husband made sure to wipe the sweat away from her heavily strained face.

They didn't need to wait long before the screaming cries of a babe reached their ears, echoing throughout the forest clearing and deep fog surrounding their position.

"WAAAAHHHH!"

"HAHAHA!

Hear that my love!?

It's the mighty roar of our first born, dear!

Our little Lucian has finally been born!

The child born of the First Men… from both the North and beyond the Wall…" Said the joyous and tearful Alexios Titus Vitniryx, the current Lord of Panthera, the Shadow's Claw of the North.

Clutching his newborn son, Alexios moved closer to his wife's side, with her breathing becoming more haggard with each passing second.

In the small chest Alexios brought from his keep, a large fur stitched blanket was draped over the Lady of House Vitniryx, who'd come to hold her son close to her chest.

House Vitniryx sigil emblazed itself across the grand blanket that wrapped around the three individuals who were leaning against the enormous Heart Tree, a Weirwood Tree with a carved face into the trunk.

If Alexios turned to look over at the trunk of the vast tree which stretched high into the sky and spread across the earth, he would have noticed the heavy red tears falling down the distraught carved face.

It appeared as if it wanted to roar aloud to the world at the injustice it witnessed before its very being in the Godswood.

A child of its earth was about to die after giving birth to her son and it couldn't do anything more than cry deep red tears of anguish.

Though in turn this formed a blessing for the newborn child who would rather wish for his mother's love and warmth than the so-called powers of a god's gift out of pity.

Regardless of the fate imposed on Alexios and his Lady, the two became unaware of the passing time with their eyes solely on their newborn son, while covered in the Midnight Purple colours of House Vitniryx.

"Promise me… Alexios…" cried the Lady of House Vitniryx, as her breathing hardened with each passing moment.

In between the tears slowly falling down his face, Alexios moved closer to his wife, only to barely whisper a reply as he choked on his grief.

"Please stay my love…"

Yilma, the Lady of House Vitniryx turned to face Alexios, completely aware the grief and sorrow written across her face would break her husband even further, but she had no choice.

"Alexios… you know better than I, that time has come to join the North together…

To make it whole once more…

I truly wish I could be around to see our child… our son, change the world for the better, but now it'll be up to you to watch over him." Said Yilma, only to take a second to stop and catch her breath before continuing.

"Our boy, Alexios… shall be the bridge between the current North on this side of the Wall, and those beyond it, far away in the freezing meadows and mountains of endless winter.

Lucian Augustus Vitniryx … the child who'll regain the honour of the Freefolk and Shadows Claw… long lost due to those coarse cunts who call themselves Blood of the Dragon!" roared Yilma, as if she spat fire from her own mouth at the threads of fate.

She'd come to know of the deep dark history of House Vitniryx, as her marriage with Alexios revealed the hidden truths of Westeros, much to her displeasure.

Having been born as a daughter of the freefolk beyond the Wall, Yilma eventually came to find herself residing on the Shadows Claw, a great number of Islands controlled and held by House Vitniryx since before the Wall came into existence.

Ever since she came to her new homeland, Yilma discovered the awe-inspiring history of House Vitniryx and her Vassal Lords who'd been bound to their ancestral land as punishment by the Targaryen Kings.

They'd arrived in the lands known today as the Northern Realm with those known as the First Men and took root in the lands of the Children of the Forest, Direwolves, Shadowcats, Shadow Panthers, Giants, and much more.

Back then, House Vitniryx was known as a clan, though it quickly changed and adapted, turning themselves into a noble House with immense influence and power over their ancestral lands and the North itself.

Yilma could never forget what her own mother used to say of House Vitniryx, with reverence and respect for the Shadows of the North.

'My Child, House Vitniryx is the only northern nobility to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Starks of Winterfell from the day First Men arrived in Last Lands, known today as Westeros.

Freefolk, smallfolk and all alike give great respect and honour to House Vitniryx for their dedication to those not born of lordly blood.

From the very beginning, they worked to improve the lives of all who called the North their home, and in time, became a pillar of strength each noble House of the North and Clan appreciated and trusted wholly.

Sadly, when one hears of another's prosperity, they steal it for themselves, if possible.

Though, as the supposed heralds of the Old Gods and blood of the Stranger, they will rise once more from their dearest place… the embrace of the Shadows.'

Yilma's mother told the tale to not only reinforce the cruel tribes Beyond the Wall, in the True North, still feared and revered a noble House, when others were called nothing less than kneeling scum.

Yet the tale stuck with Yilma, not just to understand her mother's teachings about the power of fear, but of the respect given to House Vitniryx, especially by the freefolk, notoriously known to hate all Beyond the Wall to the south.

Though once she arrived south herself, the reason for House Vitniryx's reverence by those not only of lordly blood, came through smallfolk and minor nobles found to have assisted those far less fortunate than themselves.

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House Vitniryx didn't have a simple history, especially with the arrival of Aegon the Conqueror, but it worsened just before the beginning of the Dance of the Dragons, as members of House Vitniryx found themselves in the middle of the conflict.

From the Stepstones, when House Vitniryx assisted Prince Daemon Targaryen in his war for a kingdom of his own, the Shadows of the North quickly found themselves at the forefront of desirable allies for either side of the civil war.

A devastating strike on House Vitniryx came through a young son of House Vitniryx, squiring for Prince Daemon Targaryen, alongside a dear Uncle who counselled the Rogue Prince on matters of importance, both personal and those dealt by a Prince of the Realm.

The two members of House Vitniryx served the Prince in his earlier days, when the infamous Golden Cloaks of Kingslanding came into formation by the powers of the Prince.

Eldren Salvus Vitniryx and his dear Uncle, Saryn Demain Vitniryx never returned home after joining the Rogue Prince and serving at his side, leaving with the man to eventually claim the Stepstones.

Afterwards, on their return to Kingslanding, neither were admonished by King Viserys Targaryen for their behaviour, at first…

Hand of the King, Otto Hightower persuaded King Viserys to enact punishment on the 'Barbarians of the North', for steeping outside of their authority to protect and serve at the Prince's side.

Otto, in all his time as Hand of the King, refused to accept the presence of House Vitniryx in the Court of the Kings and Queens, serving as their 'Loyal' Shadows ever since the King of Winter, Torrhen Stark knelt alongside the Shadow King, Cyrus Atticus Vitniryx.

In truth, House Vitniryx felt great disrespect at the task handed to their House once Torrhen Stark knelt beside his Shadow King, who never once felt animosity towards House Stark for it, or Torrhen for that matter.

Rather, they stated it as the work of the Old Gods and kept their trust in the Blood of First Men and Shadow Lords of the North who enacted the pact with the proclaimed Valyrian King to serve at the behest of the Iron Throne.

Aegon, for one reason or another, realised he required a Kingsguard for the protection of his beloved sister-wives, but any children he would have in the future and beyond.

While House Vitniryx could easily take on the responsibility of training a force loyal to the crown, Aegon instead chose the now Shadow Lords of the North to serve as his personal spies, assassins, and guards, leaving the Kingsguard to act publicly, while the Shadows acted silently.

Sadly, Otto Hightower believed from the time he entered Kingslanding and its Royal Court under King Jaehaerys I Targaryen, that the intentions of House Vitniryx weren't pure or respectable in comparison to his own House.

Thus, he started to belittle their standing and those loyal to House Vintiryx in the Royal Court, knowing full well the House needed to be removed from the side of the Targaryen's for his own House to take their place.

Through 'wise' council, he convinced King Viserys to take some sort of action against House Vitniryx for two members of their House serving beside Prince Daemon Targaryen instead of the throne first.

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Long before Aegon the Conqueror, House Vitniryx, through marriages, alliances, and sworn oaths, became closely tied with House Reed, and established a new House who became Lord of Moat Cailin.

House Heroyx manned the Moat of Caitlin and built her into a formidable, impenetrable, and fearful line of defence for the North, though Aegon and his dragons saw fit to try burning several of her towers, but not without cost.

The armed and trained militia of House Heroyx harmed the dragons through the ballista's, scorpions, and other siege weapons, to force back the dragons.

It came at a cost of northern lives, when the dragon fire burnt many men serving House Heroyx, and others called to fight the Targaryen's.

Once Torrhen Stark knelt to Aegon the Conqueror, the new King of Westeros promised a great deal to the North for the unnecessary loss of life at the Moat, but those plans were long lost after House Vitniryx was called upon to serve the crown.

Quickly becoming favoured by House Targaryen, they were present beside every King and Queen of Westeros, providing wise council and support, which Otto Hightower sought for his own House.

Though he remained blissfully unaware how the Targaryen's constantly dishonoured the trust and strength of House Vitniryx through their rule, save but a few decent rulers, even when the 'Shadows' of the Dragons kept them safe and free from rebellion, and death.

So, as the wheel of fate spun, through the ambitions of one man vying heavily for his bloodline to sit upon the Iron Throne, Otto Hightower strove to remove the largest obstacle to 'peace'.

Sadly, the 'wise' council provided by Otto to King Viserys I Targaryen would become one of his greatest failings as a ruler of the Seven Kingdoms.

Even on his deathbed, King Viserys would curse aloud at his circle of councillors who'd cowered to Otto's power and influence to harm a loyal and powerful vassal.

But it was too late as the act cemented a civil war in the future for House Targaryen through the machinations of a second son from Hightower.

First came the ruling of House Heroyx paying higher tax for several years from crops and goods travelling through the Moat, including the heir being sent to Kingslanding for 'fosterage', when in fact, he became a hostage.

On top of that, the wealth created from the port at Moat Cailin, led to severe taxation of certain goods produced and sold by the north in Essos and across Westeros.

King Viserys didn't wish to further antagonise the honourable Shadows who'd served his House by acting against their kin of House Heroyx.

Sadly, his own thoughts weren't known to his dear daughter, Rhaenyra Targaryen, and eventual wife, Alicent Hightower.

Both girls were dear friends with the heir of House Heroyx, who came to the capital to learn from his cousins of House Vitniryx and possibly join the exclusive Shadowguard, loyal to the sanctity of the Iron Throne.

He was tasked with knowing the future ladies that would require his eventual protection, though the heir quickly became a confidant for both Princess Rhaenyra and Lady Alicent, who found his presence and straight forward thoughts rather meaningful.

Eventually, both girls found themselves hoping for something more with the young heir, leading to an unfortunate series of events that slightly rocked the Red Keep and Kingslanding when news of certain happenings caught onto the whispering winds.

It was believed the young heir of House Heroyx had taken the maidenhead of both girls, though the truth was far from it.

In fact, Otto Hightower saw how close his daughter became with the heir of House Heroyx and decided to spread a certain tale, which was caught onto by members of House Vitniryx who chose to alter the rumour.

They included the daughter of Otto Hightower and created a storm in the Royal Court, which saw King Viserys banish the heir of House Heroyx from Westeros and the removal of the Moat Cailin's Lordly seat from House Heroyx.

This one action nearly caused House Vitniryx to rebel on the spot, but such thoughts and plans were never exacted, but merely thought of in the moment, since King Visery's realised the folly of his own sudden actions out of spite and anger.

Moat Cailin wasn't given to another House, through wise counselling from an elder member of the Shadowguard whose loyalties laid with House Vitniryx.

The Moat, and the lands around it were left to House Stark for management and ruling for now, who were also tasked with finding another keep and land for House Heroyx to manage as their fief.

House Starks were ordered to find a worthy House of the south, from the Neck down, to take over the lordship of Moat Cailin, which angered all of the north, who felt nothing but hate for the House of Dragons.

Thankfully, House Stark never found someone from the south worthy or honourable enough to take on such a duty, especially after the removal of House Heroyx from their ancestral home of the Moat Cailin.

Lord Stark rather focused his attention on moving House Heroyx to the western shores of the Northern Realm, towards Sea Dragon Point and began the construction of a port harbour and keep, that would turn into a city known across Westeros as Wolfsport.

Surprisingly it matched with the actions of their heir, who created the sellswords company called Wolf-pack, which saw an increase of northern men and women sailing across to Essos in the hopes of aiding the Exiled Heir of the Moat.

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After the banishment of the Heir of the Moat and House Heroyx losing their ancestral lands, King Viserys organised a wedding between himself and Alicent Hightower because he felt indebted to his Hand for informing him of his daughter's maidenhead being taken by a 'Savage of the North'.

While the Shadows of King Viserys remained quiet about the constant insults of recent to the north and their kin, they aided the King in marrying his daughter to Laenor Velaryon nonetheless.

It was meant to silence the rumours spurning in the Royal Court, however it worsened through a rather furious Prince Daemon Targaryen, who felt angered by the actions of the Hand of the King, who continued to overstep his authority.

Though the actions of his elder brother led to Daemon arguing and fighting with Eldren Salvus Vitniryx and his Uncle, Saryn Demain Vitniryx, causing the Rogue Prince to remove them from his direct council.

For a time, it seemed like all was well for the members of House Targaryen, and all rumours of the Heir of House Heroyx were long gone to rest, but the North Remembers.

The war between the two sides of House Targaryen eventually led to members of House Vitniryx, House Heroyx, and various spare sons to join the efforts of war across Westeros, leaving devastation in their warpath.

Aiding Cregan Stark, those of the Riverland and others willing to side with the Blacks, House Vitniryx and her ally's rained terror upon their enemies across the south of the neck, leaving the Greens supporting Alicent feared and worried for the future.

Sadly, it was all for nought when King Aegon II Targaryen refused to pardon those who fought under the banner of House Vitniryx for his half-sister.

The Sea Snake, through his council as a member of House Velaryon and a member of the Small Council to support King Viserys, came to respect House Vitniryx and their kin, Heroyx, a great deal because of their trading capabilities and willpower to ignore the insults of Targaryen Kings throughout the decades.

He tried to council King Aegon II Targaryen from harming House Vitniryx, much like Otto had with House Heroyx, but the King chose to ignore Corlys council and chose to instead banish House Vitniryx from Westeros.

This included her vassals, meaning they were to forever remain in their lands off the Bay of Ice and Sunset Sea.

King Aegon II clearly stated none from House Vitniryx and their Vassals could ever set foot on the lands governed by his House without express permission from the ruling King after his passing.

House Heroyx, however, was allowed to return to the Moat, because unlike other Houses of the North, they fought on the side of the Greens, publically...

The King and other members of his council never became privy to the true actions of House Heroyx for the North, where they acted in the interests of the north in darkness, striking terror to both sides of the civil war.

But their actions in broader light were enough to fool King Aegon II Targaryen, and his council to see their ancestral home being returned.

With permission from House Stark, Lord Heroyx made his younger brother the Lord of Wolfsport and their keep, the Wolfhold of Sea Dragon Point, whereas he returned to the Moat, taking back their ancestral home.

Lord Heroyx, along with many others, believed House Vitniryx would eventually be recalled from their 'banishment', but even after King Aegon II Targaryen's death, the following Kings of House Targaryen refused to pardon House Vitniryx.

Through manipulation of the highest degree, Kings, Queens, Lords, and Ladies eventually were led to forget the other Great House of the North that once served the King of Winter and the House of Dragons loyally.

Very few knew they existed anymore and those few aware had no idea of the power and influence House Vitniryx carried well before Dragons arrived in Westeros to claim as their own and to this day.

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From time to time, men and women of House Vitniryx and its vassals would ask their trusted smallfolk aids and servants of their Household to tour around Westeros in their stead.

Though they would travel under a false name and identity, unless they wished to die at the hands of the reigning King at the time.

Only a few dared to take the risk of leaving their homeland for Westeros, but only when ordered as the people stood by their Lord Paramount and the terms of exile by the King, hoping to return at the side of their Lord to the mainland.

They all wished to see their Lord being the first one to truly return back to the North, as it was the true homeland for all First Men.

While Westeros slowly forgot House Vitniryx over the years, a few Houses still remembered them for their actions before the arrival of the Targaryen's and even while they ruled over the Seven Kingdoms.

Many Houses were indebted to the Shadows from the north for saving their kin or lineage from extinction at times, and even providing a hand to grow stronger when at their weakest.

Yet none would dare to risk their life and that of their loved ones to aid the pardon of House Vitniryx.

The only House who tried were the Winter Kings of the North, the Starks of Winterfell, though the Targaryen's chose to rather forget the brilliant strategists and warcraft Shadowguard 'Knights' born of House Vitniryx and her Vassal Lords.

With unknown aid from the Maesters, actions and credits of House Vitniryx slowly became that of House Targaryen or other loyal Houses to the Dragons, such as House Strong, but due to the end of their Lineage, they could not dispel those tales.

Instead, southern society came to believe only one Great House remained in the North, and those very same people across the Isle of the Shadows Claw accepted their banishment and focused on cultivating a peaceful life away from the bustle of Westeros.

Though none dared to dull their blades as the populous waited for the day they could return to Westeros and leave a mark behind to remind the Lords and Ladies of the Seven Kingdoms that the Shadow of the North was just as deadly as the Wolf.

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The Shadow of the North called the Isle of the Shadows Claw their home, as the region span out into large and small islands far off from the Stony Shore of the North, which appeared much like a panther's paw with five claws.

Comprised of one major island, known as the Palm, and five smaller ones, who were known as the Claw Islands, had been under the control of House Vitniryx for as long as the Starks sat in Winterfell.

The whole Isle of the Shadows Claw was roughly four to five times larger than Bear Island, but coarse and rushing sea water made the region a difficult area for any foreign ship to survive without the proper guidance through the harsh waters into beautiful and majestic clearings.

This also added to the infamy of the Isle, which became known to many as the 'End of the World' since very few could trek those waters and return safely without crashing onto the smaller islands scattered around the larger ones.

They acted as natural defence for the Claw and Palm Islands, ensuring the Ironborn wouldn't be able to sink their hands into the innocents of the Shadows Claw.

Secondly, it protected the seas leading Beyond the Wall, through the Bay of Ice, which pirates often tried to navigate for slaves, but it was difficult to manoeuvre through with the navy of the Shadows Claw patrolling the sea.

Most of the populous across the Isle lived on the Palm Island, living largely around the shoreline, which also held the giant ancestral home of House Vitniryx and a trading post between the Claw Islands and Essos.

Past Kings and Lords of House Vitniryx hoped to increase the number of people spread across the Isle of the Shadows Claw, though none could entice people from Westeros and Essos to make the move to the cold and unforgiving Northern Realm unless they were freed slaves or desperate.

Alexios and his predecessors understood it was difficult for most people to make the move to a harsh and daring north, yet at the same time, they thanked the Old Gods for the autonomy afforded to them, which allowed the Shadows Claw to developed far differently than the rest of Westeros.

There were no Maesters employed to serve the Noble Lords of the Shadows Claw, but rather men and women could gain the prestigious title of Lehirai, who were similar to the grey robed men of Oldtown, yet vastly different at the same time.

Those who wished to become a Lehirai had to become a resident of the Palm Island, and studied at the Theca, an institution of education not only for Lords, and Ladies, but also for the Smallfolk to learn and better themselves.

The Theca, a grand building that could rival the Citadel in Oldtown, became the home of knowledge pooled from across the Isle of the Shadows Claw and beyond, educating its students on a great deal of subjects, through which further studies became prevalent.

An institution managed by House Vitniryx, and its vassals, helped improve the lives of the masses, yet Alexios knew no Lehirai could save his wife from her death sentence after noticing the blood loss, soaked heavily into the blanket with the sigil of his House and responsibility.

For a moment, Alexios felt the sheer desire to have a Lehirai close by to save Yilma, but his dear wife chose not to involve any other in the birth of her child.

When initialled told of her supposed plan, Alexios refused immediately, but his dear wife was rather sneaky and thought out an escape from the keep being timed with her water breaking.

She proposed a ride to the Godswood outside of the Town-city of Port Panthera, dragging along Alexios, who didn't think much of it until Yilma's water broke once they approached the Hearts Tree.

Unable to ride back alone, and leave his wife behind, Alexios tried his best to aid his wife in the birth of their child, but his knowledge regarding healing and childbirth was far from perfect.

In the moment, Alexios cursed his younger self for not investing more time in his studies while at the Theca, but he suspected there was much more to his wife's insistence for their child's birth without a Lehirai.

Regardless of all that, Alexios could only watch as the energy and light withered away from Yilma in his arms, with their son cooing in her arms.

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"Promise me… Alexios… no matter what, you'll love our son, even if you find someone else, my dear…

You cannot wallow forever my love… our son will need you, as will those loyal to House Vitniryx in the coming years…

Our son is the key to everything; I can sense it my love… and he will need you.

Our son will become the heir of Panthera and the Hero of Creation we so desire to recreate the Golden Age…

Without him, nobody will survive the coming dawn that'll see Heroes and Villains alike rise…

Fighting side by side… Lucian will lead our people against not only nobles and lords, but mankind's greatest threat…" stated Yilma with firmness as she dripped Lucian with the last of her strength, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Aye," whispered Alexios, as the tears became unbearable to hold back any longer.

"I promise, Yilma…

I'll love him and care for our son so that he can fulfil his duty.

The one who will finally help us regain our honour long gone in the eyes of the Seven Kingdoms."

Smiling upon her husband one last time, Yilma kissed Alexios, only to part with her eyes on the last thing she cherished above all else, her son.

"Mother loves you, Lucian… so very much, my son…

Please forgive me… my son…

Mother is truly sorry, my child… my baby… boy." and with that, Yilma drew her last breath, leaving behind a broken man and child who both lost a piece of themselves that evening in the Godswood.

Alexios roared aloud, cursing the Gods for taking away the love of his life, while the infant Lucian felt the absence of the motherly warmth that kept him whole.

Yet as the two dealt with their loss, the Gods brought upon them its grace, even if the father and son felt slightly by their actions.

Through the fog that surrounded the Hearts Tree, several large beasts made their presence known to the Lord and Heir of the Shadows Claw.

Direwolves, Shadowcats, and other beasts long thought dead or lost beyond the Wall were now staring deeply at Alexios and his infant son, Lucian.

Alexios sensed none of the beasts meant him harm, especially in the alter of the Godswood, with each of the beasts slowly coming to a halt before the body of Yilma.

For a second, Alexios dreaded the beasts were here to take away the warm body of his beloved Yilma, but the actions of the beasts said otherwise.

They parted to create some room for another beast to enter the Godswood through the fog, who happened to roar an earthshattering growl that even made some of the smaller beast's squirm.

The adult Direwolves and Shadowcats maintained their imposing nature, while the young found it hard to stand tall before the monstrous beast that made its presence known well before walking through the fog.

Alexios couldn't believe his eyes when he witnessed the arrival of Shadow Panthers, beasts that adorned his House sigil and even fought beside past Shadow Kings of the Isle.

They were considered a myth that even the fabled Nagga of the Iron Islands couldn't match up to, yet it stood proudly and defiantly before Alexios, staring straight into his eyes.

The Shadow Panther, a beast which could exceed the size of a horse, growled at Alexios, drilling its deep dark eyes into the Lord of the Shadows Claw.

Staring back at the beast, Alexios felt himself drowning in the aura of the magnificent creature and its blackened fur that even made the darkness of the night blush.

Alexios didn't know how long he was long in the eyes of the beast, yet his attention drew away from the creature when it turned to face Lucian, who began to feel restless in the firm arms of his father.

For a mere second, Alexios worried for his son's life, yet his mind prevailed as his heart and soul reenforced the trust it conveyed to the magnificent Shadow Panther standing before him.

Moving his arms forward, Alexios closely watched as his son's cries slowly vanished and his eyes opened, full of curiosity at the world and more importantly, the Shadow Panther.

Alexios straight away felt an ache in his heart after noticing the pearly steel blue eyes of Lucian, which matched Yilma's own, though the small fluff of hair was as dark as fur of the Shadow Panther's.

As it happened, the Shadow Panther noticed the startling features of the human babe and let out a small growl once it turned to face the fog momentarily.

Alexios said nothing nor did he move from Yilma's side, with his heart and mind having experienced plenty of surprises and shocks for one evening yet seeing a Shadow Panther cub make its way through the fog and to the side of the larger panther made the Lord ache.

He sensed the deep seeded pain within the larger Shadow Panther, which matched his own after losing Yilma to the threads of fate.

"Aye… you're not alone…" said Alexios, drawing the adult Shadow Panther's attention as well as the little kitten's, who stumbled about, trying to get its own bearings.

"All born to House Vitniryx are taught one important rule… that stays with us from our birth to our death…" staring into Lucian's steely ice blue eyes, Alexios continued pouring his heart out through his words, capturing the full attention of his son and beasts surrounding them.

Especially the fatherly Shadow Panther…

"When a Stark is born, the Old Gods bless the birth of a Direwolf to grow, live and fight beside the Lords of Winter, yet… when a Vitniry is born…," Alexios turned to stare directly into the Shadow Panther's beastly eyes of the darkness night.

"The Old Gods pray to their own Gods that the Shadows of the North find their other half, since a Shadow must have someone guarding its own from the darkness of the world… for if they are not found, the wrath of the Shadow will be unlike any other."

Alexios had lost his gentle voice and began to roar as loudly as the Shadow Panther with each word that escaped his mouth.

Never breaking eye contact with the Shadow Panther, Alexios and the fatherly beast weren't able to catch the young panther cub racing over to Lucian and gently biting his arm above the elbow.

Lucian didn't whimper or cry his heart out as the panther kitten's bite left behind a scar, rather peered deeply into young beast's eyes as it broke away from the heir of Panthera.

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"WAACCRRRRRAA!" once the young panther cried out aloud, the fatherly Shadow Panther and Alexios finally noticed the bloodied mark on Lucian, which left both figures pleasantly surprised.

Further yet the younger Direwolves and Shadowcats roared along with the young Shadow Panther cub, leaving only the older beasts to watch on in amusement.

Never more in his life did Alexios want to weep aloud at the cruelty of the Gods for taking Yilma away before she could witness their son binding himself with a Shadow Panther, just as the Shadow Kings had long ago.

Noticing the elder human's pain and grief, the fatherly Shadow Panther moved forward and nudged its head gently into Alexios chest.

Whining quietly, Alexios felt the pain of the Shadow Panther's having lost its own half to the grace of death.

Without thinking about the action's, he was taking, Alexios carefully placed Lucian beside his mother and removed part of his clothing to bare his right shoulder and chest to the Shadow Panther.

This small gesture, even if Alexios's body subconsciously moved on his own, reignited the violet and icy flame lost in the darkness of the Shadow Panther's eyes, as it strode forward and positioned itself above the kneeling Alexios.

Roaring into the heavenly night sky, the Shadow Panther faster than lightning itself, sunk its jaw into Alexios's fleshly body momentarily before it returned back to its former position with a slightly bloodied jaw, dripping with Shadow Lord's blood.

Besides a small whisp of pain, Alexios felt nothing but a fierce rush of warmth spreading across his body, only for it to turn into a rushing volcano as it reached his heart and mind.

It was during this time that Alexios began to understand the trial his forefathers experienced as Shadow Kings who served the North and its people, safeguarding them from all dangers before the arrival of the fabled Dragons of Valyria.

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The whole experience didn't last too long, but throughout it, Alexios saw all the beasts closely watched his trial until he survived the ordeal.

After which, all the beasts, including the young, roared aloud with all their strength, shaking the earth from their might, as some beasts clawed at the ground to mark the joyous occasion they witnessed.

The only beasts who didn't roar were the two Shadow Panthers as they intently stared at the two humans they'd bitten and left their mark of their bite behind on.

It lasted for a short while, up until Lucian babbled something incoherent yet loud enough for all the beasts to immediately quietened up.

As if accepting whatever was said, the young Shadow Panther cub roared and squeaked in delight, while its father peered deeply at Alexios, as if awaiting for his acknowledgement.

"Grimm… that shall be your name…"

Satisfied, the Shadow Panther let out a definitive roar, shaking the very earth alone by its own strength, and currents of the sky approved in return, booming in respect to the beast of mythology.

This event terrified many Smallfolk across Palm Island, and Shadows Claw, who heard the roars of a beast from the furthest parts of the Isle, while Trueborn Nobles and those aware of the legends surrounding House Vitniryx began to hardened their minds as the possibility of ages past returning.

A new dawn awoke for the House of their Lord and the Isle of the Shadows Claw.

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Once Grimm finally settled, the Direwolves and Shadowcats returned to the fog, disappearing from Alexios's sight, leaving the two Shadow Panther's behind, who prodded her heads into the sons of House Vitniryx, before turning to leave as well.

At no point did Alexios choose to stop the two beasts, because he felt it wasn't time for the Shadow Panthers to reveal themselves to the world, when House Vitniryx remained bound to its ancestral homeland.

"Come my son… my love… let us return home…

We shall return here… when the Gods deem us ready to return from our exile." Spoke Alexios, holding back the grief he felt at seeing the fainting rosy cheeks of Yilma.

Wrapping her body with the blanket Yilma stitched together, Alexios removed her cloak she hoped to one day pass onto their son.

Looking deeply at the sigil of House Vitniryx, Alexios saw how it differed from his own, as Yilma added a field of Icy Blue and Snowy White to represent the Wall and Deep North.

Front and centre remained the Shadow Panther of House Vitniryx, yet there were differences from the original design House Vitniryx presented before its vassals and subjects.

Rather than a side profile of the Shadow Panther's body, Yilma stitched the frontal expression of a fierce, and roaring Shadow Panther.

Alexios couldn't help but pause for a moment in astonishment after noticing the eyes of the Shadow Panther matched that of the young Panther cub which bit Lucian.

Its eyes contained the same steely blue and midnight violet flames within its eyes, which happened to match with Lucian's own eyes after the bite from the young cub.

With a sad smile, Alexios murmured to himself, "It seems you always were a step… if not hundreds ahead of me, my love… my Yilma…"

No other word escaped Alexios mouth nor did Lucian utter anything as the father and son pair left the Godswood and made their way back to horse hitched a short distance away.

Leaving the area behind, nobody knew what went through the minds of the father and son pair, but the two knew their future wouldn't be simple or quiet, which soon became evident for all to witness.

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Alexios Titus Vitniryx, the current Lord of Castle Panthera and Lord over the Isle, hadn't left Shadows Claw other than for Essos since his birth, just like his own father, and his father before him.

Though the current Lord of Panthera didn't believe it would be long before his House and her subjects returned to Westeros based on the unique birth of his son, Lucian, and the death of his beloved wife.

Through his son's birth, Alexios met with the legendary Shadow Panthers of old, and even went through an ancient rite all Shadow Kings experienced.

While his beloved wife saw the signs of unrest deep within Westeros before King Aerys II Targaryen made his march towards Duskendale, the Lord of Panthera kicked started long preparations for a rather deadly war.

Alexios had long admitted his dear wife Yilma was unparalleled when it came to strategy and prediction-based theories from small pieces of news strewn together from a mixture of rumours and thorough investigation.

One of the last strategic pieces they had discussed with one another was surprising news from Kingslanding pertaining to the King's ride for Duskendale.

Many believed the King had gone to negotiate with House Darklyn about their refusal to pay taxes to the Iron Throne, yet Yilma discovered it all to be a ploy created in part with loyalists of Prince Rhaegar who wished to see the Bard Prince as King to bring some normality to the Kingdom.

While Aerys wasn't a thorn in the sides of the Lords across Westeros, he was certainly growing more unstable in their minds, and it was wiser for the Prince to take the seat of the Iron Throne.

Yilma knew this play for a shift in power wouldn't work out as many wished for it to, and thus she established her own plan to interfere in the south of Westeros, even if she'd never left the North, Yilma believed she knew a great deal about the South and its politics through studied knowledge.

Having spent a great deal of time scouring through tomes and books from the Theca, and the personal library of House Vitniryx, Yilma became versed on a great number of subjects and ploys organised by past Lords and Ladies of Westeros and even Essos.

Using this pool of written knowledge and information gained through various channels and means, Yilma pieced together a rough idea of how the Defiance of Duskendale would go down in history.

Alexios always wondered if his wife could see into the future and this belief reenforced itself after her death when news eventually reached him of the siege organised by Tywin Lannister to free King Aerys II Targaryen.

His arrival in the town-city around Castle Panthera drew the attention of all its residents, from the Knights and Guards patrolling the region to the Smallfolk who all noticed their Lord returning with their Lady in his arms and an infant child carefully bound to the Lord's steed.

Dead silence filled the air, as people silently mourned the death of their Lady, while kneeling before the heir that was born, who would never experience the love of his mother nor her embrace.

Some Knights moved to their Lord's side, not daring to interrupt the mourning Lord, and others raced ahead to relay the news to those waiting back at the Castle Panthera.

Amongst the smallfolk, the walk through the Port town-city would become known as the Grief of the Lonely Scions, though many in the future would come to believe it was the day that sharpened the Lord of the Shadows Claw to another height.

He wasn't the only one affected by the death of Lady Yilma, since Alexios's younger brother, Felix Ignatius Vitniryx, cherished his dear Goodsister and never had any prejudice against her for status as a freefolk from beyond the Wall.

To see her motionless in his brother's arms broke Felix's heart, but his mind remained steady and unbroken, more so that he now needed to fulfil his Goodsister's tasks and plans without her guidance.

"Brother… come.

There is much you need to know… and see.

My trip… as my Goodsister and Lady of House Vitniryx asked of me… has been accomplished." Choking through his words, Felix finally got his message across to Alexios, all the while he kneeled before his distraught and grief-stricken Lord.

"Aye… please send for the Lehirai to attend to the heir of House Vitniryx, Lucian Augustus Yilmanus Vitniryx, and the Lady Yilma… my dearly beloved who has left for her next great journey by the graces of the Old Gods."

Alexios's voice, while calm and quiet, reached the ears and hearts of everyone in the courtyard of the Castle Panthera, as if their Lord was roaring right in their minds.

Felix sent a handful of Knights to help relieve their Lord of Yilma's body while others went to secure Lucian from the steed.

It didn't take long for the castle to come back to life once more, yet this time there was something distinctly different than before, as everyone sensed the joy and happiness had left Panthera and the Isle of the Shadows Claw that evening.

Yet in Alexios solar, two brothers discussed the future of their House and the plans set in place by Lady Yilma to serve not only their House but rather to the benefit of the smallfolk and vassals who diligently stood beside and valiantly served the Shadows Claws hidden in the North.

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6 months later

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'*Sigh* Never thought I'd be sent to the world of Game of Thrones, especially before the Rebellion of the Usurper, yet here I am…

All I can do is focus on menial matters to improve my own bodily strength and fucking improve the horrible living standard of this godforsaken world!

Thank God nobody knows a war is coming… ahaha*Sigh*…

At least I have time to still organise some sort of response to deal with the incoming chaos.

Fuck my life.' Lucian cursed in his mind as he thought back to the last six months of his life on Planetos as part of nobility that came into existence within the world due to his very being.

Though to ease the shock and awe, the System somehow helped reduce the mental strain on Lucian's mind to improve the livelihood of the masses once more in a new life.

From the beginning of his time in the new world, Lucian felt both a massive headache and relief at the System's capabilities, as the great power at his fingertips meant the world could see a new dawn unlike any other.

Sadly, there must always be equilibrium, which made Lucian wonder how Planetos would mind his introduction of certain aspects outside of its culture, customs, and borders.

Looking back over the first six months of his life, Lucian remembered he wasn't a fussy child, rather his knowledge pertaining to his previous lifetimes and tempered maturity helped maintain his behaviour as a rather calm and disciplined child.

Though there were times when Lucian made a fuss, it just rarely occurred during the times his nannies would dress or feed him.

Most of the day would be spent with the nannies unless Alexios came to retrieve Lucian, or his Uncle Felix came by to spend some quality time together.

Yet it was far from enough to occupy all the time Lucian had in a day, which left the Heir of Panthera and the Isle of the Shadows Claw to utilise the System Interface.

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During his first month after birth into the new life of existence, Lucian found himself squirming constantly from being confined to his personal chambers of Castle Panthera.

For his own wellbeing and safety, Alexios wasn't ready for his son to leave the safety of the castle keep.

Unable to do anything to counter his father's ruling as an infant, Lucian started to focus on developing his bodily strength through simple movements his frail and infant body could manage to pass time in the dreadfully long days.

It wasn't much but enough to aid his growth and improve mental fortitude without spending unnecessary System Credits within the System Store for an artificial step of improvement over one strengthened through manual force and practise.

As the days moved on, Lucian slowly started to crawl around his cot and move without requiring support for his head, much to the shock and awe of the nannies, nursemaids, his uncle, and especially his father.

They couldn't understand how the infant heir had the strength to move so freely since their body shouldn't have development to its current point, granting Lucian a certain level of control over his body.

The Lehirai Masters inspected their tomes and books for answers, while the person in question laughed to himself at the truth of the matter.

It laid in front of his eyes at a simple thought, the System.

Aiding Lucian's growing body, his unique physique and race constitution meant the infant heir was far deadlier and capable than even the best of humanity.

From his mother's womb, Lucian's whole body, down to his organs, muscles, bones and much more, were heavily augmented to turn him into a specimen of not only mankind, but a race of unknown origin presently.

Yet the extent of the augmentations hadn't activated and largely remained dormant, but still active enough to help Lucian's growth.

The System also provided him with meaningless Quests and Tasks, such as moving a certain distance within a day or performing a certain exercise a specific number of times, which the System paid in Credits for the System Store.

It also provided Experience Points, but not enough to give Lucian a large edge to gain several System Level Ups before his first birthday.

Instead, the System Credits gained through the largely meaningless Quests and Tasks aided Lucian's summoning of various individuals during his first fortnight living as the Heir of Panthera, and the Isle of the Shadows Claw.

Aware of his title and position of power, Lucian chose to focus on improving his homeland before worrying about Westeros, Essos and beyond in the unchartered parts of the world.

Testing to see how the System Store summoned people directly into Planetos, Lucian decided to purchase a basic group of tradespeople, which consisted of several tailors, blacksmiths, carpentry, tanners, and masonry craftsmen.

Spending no more than 10,000 System Credits, the System Store purchase rather pained Lucian because of the price, but the value of such a sale had greater potential in the long term.

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*Ding*

[System advises Host, the purchase of Basic Craftsmen – Group for 10,000 System Credits will arrive in Planetos on modified Cog ships, with equipment and tools of their respective tradecrafts]

[Knowledge, Skills, and Traits of the Basic Craftsmen Group isn't solely based on a period of Human History of Earth or Planetos but an amalgamation from the three Worlds! (Third world is currently unknown according to preliminary enquires)]

[Host is advised to strip down the ships and recycle materials gain from scrapping ships for other means]

[The ships are only formed by the System to deliver the Basic Craftsmen – Group, their families and equipment to the Palm Island of the Shadows Claw]

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When the first Cog ship arrived in the Port of Panthera, a number of people were alerted and worried about seeing a ship with bare sails coming into the dock.

Lucian wasn't aware of it just yet, but the Isle of the Shadows Claw had a natural form of protection around the entire Claw, with a dense fog surrounding the whole region at sea.

It had been like this for eons, meaning only those native to Isle of the Shadows Claw were able to navigate the region without crashing into the smaller islands littered across the larger islands as natural fortification.

Not just that, the rough waters would lead many people to crash into the sea if they tried their hand at traversing through the fog without aid from those native to the Isle.

Sometimes the roaming navy of the Shadows Claw would find survivors from shipwrecks, but it was rare as nobody dared to enter the Sea of Deadmen.

Named because none ever returned from venturing into the fog, those of House Vitniryx and her allies rather laughed at the tall tales proliferated by pirates, slavers, and raiders alike.

Yet, the patrolling Guards of House Vitniryx and the workers at the dock of Panthera couldn't help but feel utterly surprised to see a Cog ship far larger than norm somehow survive the natural defences of the Isle without any harm.

Once the ship docked, a small number of men and women came off the Cog ship, carrying wooden chests in vast numbers, equipment and tools of all sorts and shapes, along with family members from bustling young to aged wisemen and women.

Ranging close to several hundred people or so, the Guards led a portion of the large group from the port through the town to see the Lord.

A messenger was sent ahead of time to notify the Lord at Castle Panthera of the new arrivals at the port.

Lucian, blissfully remained unaware of what his single purchase from the System Store had caused.

He, in the meantime, waited for news of the craftsmen's arrival, continuing to examine the System Interface until he found an item lost from the forefront of his current memory.

The Helmet of Fate, Order & Chaos was locked within the System Inventory for the time being, restricted by the System to be unavailable for usage, yet nothing stated the item explicitly needed to remain within the System Inventory.

Lucian thought it wise to circumvent the System's open loophole and shifted the helmet to the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

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*Ding*

[Analysing… Please wait patiently for the Eternal Dimensional Realm to inspect the foreign item]

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[Analysis Completed!]

[Helmet of Fate, Order & Chaos has been analysed and its elements inspected for abnormalities, physical or mental damage effects and corruption capabilities harmful to Host before being added to the database of the Eternal Dimensional Realm!]

[System Restrictions have been initiated on the item - Helmet of Fate, Order & Chaos – based on the analysis report finding the item capable of tilting the powers, laws, and order of Planetos, destroying the world]

[Operational Functions of the Eternal Dimensional Realm will adhere to the System Restrictions and gift the Guardian Spirit access and authority over item's usage]

[Host be warned! Incorporation of Helmet of Fate, Order & Chaos has affected constitution and capabilities of Guardian Spirit in unrecordable ways]

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'My, my, my… who knew you'd be this generous, Young Lucian.'

The magical and pearly voice rung through Lucian's mind, much to his surprise and annoyance when he recognised his own actions brought upon the voice in his head.

"I'm not the generous sort when something precious to me is taken away without my consent… especially when I'm the one to create it with my own two hands.

Even part of my old strength and will is indued into the helmet… now, moving on from my past, if I'm not wrong, you must be the Guardian Spirit of the Eternal Dimensional Realm, am I right?"

Lucian's voice remained cool and calm, yet his heart raced a thousand miles, fearing the strength and capabilities of the Helmet of Fate, Order & Chaos disappeared to aid the Spirit's development instead of being in his grasp.

Sadly, he wasn't equipped to do anything about the situation other than accept the path set in course by his actions.

'Indeed child… I am the Guardian Spirit of the Hidden World bound to your soul… and don't worry, the Helmet is still as powerful as you hope it to be.

I've just found myself lucky enough to bask in its glory, wisdom, power and elements.'

The laughing and joyous nature of the Guardian Spirit's voice irked Lucian somewhat, but he sensed the Spirit was rather happy and a loving being who meant no harm.

A little tense since he'd heard the Guardian Spirit speaking aloud, Lucian relaxed in its presence even if their conversation existed through a mental link of sorts.

Wanting to know why the Spirit spoke to him out of the blue, Lucian chose to control the conversation between the two for now.

"So, the Helmet rests with you for now?"

'Indeed, Young Lucian…'

"I see… and are you able to wield the helmet to its fullest extent?"

'Unfortunately, no.

You see, Young Lucian, the Helmet is bound to your soul, as is the Eternal Dimensional Realm, drastically increasing my affinity with the object, while restricting most of the sudden abilities I've found myself capable of performing… to an extent of course.' Theriena charmingly replied.

Taking a second to note everything said, mentally, Lucian replied, "If that's the case, how can you assist me, when I'm unable to enter the Eternal Dimensional Realm for the time being?

After all, I don't want to waste time and resources in my control, when I'm sure they can aid other plans to seize control over parts of the world and its political landscape to ensure my changes to Planetos aren't disturbed or reverted."

Lucian honestly didn't want to waste time, especially after he'd read through the System Notifications explaining the vast untouched and limitless resources available in the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

In another lifetime, Lucian controlled a soul-bound Eternal Dimensional Realm, much like his current one.

It was a huge world capable of a great deal, such as housing resources, people, and even crops harvested in the lands.

During those times, Lucian largely stored his private forces and research facilities in the Hidden World to escape the notice of those prying to spy on his family and actions.

Unfortunately, the Hidden World was forfeited to the Gods, an event Lucian never accepted or approved of, even when he received access to another Eternal Dimensional Realm, the bitterness of what was lost hadn't passed or lessened one bit.

However, the current Hidden World Lucian found his soul bound to, contained a World Tree, an object Lucian never found during his travels across many lifetimes to plant within the past iteration of the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

But it was a simple version of World Tree, rather far more important than any other that could be found in the wild as it was a gift from the Gods who'd sent Lucian to Planetos.

A World Tree wasn't a simple plant, rather it controlled the natural elements of the world and even managed density and purity of magical energy within the atmosphere.

For one to be gifted by the Gods, and planted straight into the Eternal Dimensional Realm, the possibilities of potential from the World Tree far extended past anything Lucian could think of.

In fact, he knew the Guardian Spirit was connected with the World Tree and could potentially utilise the strengths of the plant to hasten the development of the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

In turn, any plans or ideas for Westeros and Essos as a whole would become far easier to enact.

But before all that, Lucian needed to understand if the World Tree and Guardian Spirit could come to his aid immediately.

Through their soul connection, the Guardian Spirit understood Lucian's thoughts and spoke up, having some sense as to what would be asked of her.

'While I'm not against aiding you, Young Lucian, I am quite unable to help until you've given me something I sorely desire…'

A little confused and worried, Lucian carefully questioned the Guardian Spirit for its condition to help.

"… Well, who would have thought that even Guardian Spirit's aren't free from requesting something for themselves.

So, what do you wish for, Young Spirit?" smirked Lucian at getting his little dig in for being called 'Young Lucian'.

Though Lucian sensed the humour exuded by the Spirit at his comment, as it sincerely made its request.

'I wish for a name,… from my Master Lucian…'

If the Guardian Spirit could visually appear before Lucian, there was no doubt it would be kneeling while making the request.

Lucian on the other hand felt the sincerity and compassion of the Guardian Spirit's desire for a name to call its own.

Not wanting to refuse the being connected to his soul, Lucian decided to fulfil the Guardian Spirit's request with a strong name that might form its own legend one day.

"Theriena… your name shall be Theriena."

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Lucian didn't know it yet, but the name he'd chosen for the Guardian Spirit reverberated with the World Tree, unleashing a hidden gift left behind by the Gods of Existence to possibly flower if the right choices were made by their chosen Hero.

For now, Lucian only sensed his bond with Theriena grew vastly stronger, which in turn improved parts of his cognitive strength, mental fortitude, and intelligence.

It also aided the Eternal Dimensional Realm in mysterious ways, but for now, Lucian wasn't concerned with any of that as it wasn't in his exact control or management.

Rather his mind shifted to utilising the vast lands, flora, fauna, and resources of the Hidden World capable of being wielded by Theriena to help his House and those under their protection.

"Theriena…" called Lucian through his mind, attracting the Guardian Spirit's attention as she stabilised the mysterious burst of strength that found itself embedded into her existence from the moment Lucian gave her a name.

'Aye, Young Master Lucian, you've called for me?' firmly replied Theriena with deep respect and admiration for Lucian.

It even surprised the Young Heir who wasn't expecting the Spirit to call him 'Master' and on top of that, to address him with emotions of trust and respect.

Yet he figured it came down to their stronger soul bond and naming which could be viewed as the establishment of a Master - Servant relationship.

Though Lucian wasn't a fan of such a bond, and immediately sort to rectify it before discussing their future actions regarding the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

"Theriena… I don't know what made you call me 'Master', but please don't.

Our bond isn't of a Master and Servant, but two friends living side by side with one another to pursue various goals.

Do you understand?"

'Aye... Young Lucian.'

The Heir of the Shadows Claw felt the haughtiness coming off Theriena's voice, informing him the Guardian Spirit understood and wished for their bond to be born on the foundation of mutual respect and comradery.

'So, what do you want to do with the vast Hidden World at your fingertips, Young Lucian?'

"Before anything, we need to focus on food production not just for the people of the Isle, but further beyond for the whole Northern Kingdom and even past the Wall if we want to save the Freefolk from their impending end at the hands of the Night King."

Lucian knew the dark fate that awaited Westeros beyond the Wall as it waited for the right moment to move its forces for the South to vanquish mankind and return the world to an eternal winter.

But first he needed to aid the North to survive the incoming winter season which the Lehirai of Theca concluded would be harsher than the previous times it struck Westeros and the Isle of the Shadows Claw.

Lucian remembered reading A Song of Ice and Fire, along with viewing the television series to learn Lord Rickard Stark, the father of Eddard Stark, experienced a rather harsh winter well before the rebellion occurred by several years.

It was during this time that the Smallfolk and villages across the North suffered numerous deaths to the point where Rickard made a foolish mistake regarding Lady Barbrey of House Ryswell and forced her abortion.

She was with child when the Lord Paramount of the North forced her to consume Moon Tea at the behest of Maester Walys, who wanted to tie House Stark with the lands down south.

Lucian never trusted the Grey Rats of Oldtown, nor did he believe the Maester of House Stark knew what was best for the North, since he closely corresponded with the Maesters of Oldtown.

Not just that, the Maester wasn't educated enough to serve a Great House of the North in his current compacity without someone having purposefully instigated Maester Walys deployment to Winterfell.

To stop any further control Maester Walys had over the Starks, and naturally drawing Maester Luwin from Oldtown wasn't a simple task nor could it be achieved overnight.

Therefore, Lucian believed he needed to have a deep discussion with Theriena to organise their next course of action.

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"I can sense you're privy to my knowledge of this world and its course of events, right?"

'Indeed, Young Lucian…' Theriena replied through the mental link, with her voice swooning through Lucian's mind.

"In that case, we need to focus on production of various crops to feed the Northern Kingdom, while developing modified crops we can plant in the vast fields left abandoned.

If the crops can acclimate to the harsh winter climate, a tougher and stronger range of crops could spread across the North, and possibly travel across the Wall to aid the stability of the tribes and clans.

Yet it won't deal and significant benefit to the Noble Houses of the North besides ensuring food on the table and feed the masses in their domain.

That's why I want to figure out various specialisations for each House to manage, which won't only fill their coffers but improve the state of the North as a whole and strengthen ties each House has with one another.

It'll mean large projects such as a road network across the North wouldn't be a difficult problem it'd be right now if we were to endeavour such a task.

Therefore, we need to organise the trajectory we wish to see in the North's development going forward.

This includes improving armament of soldiers serving not just House Stark, but her vassals too, including House Bolton, but I believe they won't be an issue we can't handle once Domeric is born."

Lucian hadn't delved further into his plans since Theriena could ruffle through his memories pertaining to the world and come to her own conclusions as to what needed to be done.

He'd already said enough and the ideas to help the North would easily see life improve vastly for everyone across the vast lands.

'Hmm… have you considered the Nights Watch in your plans?

After all, they are in the worst condition they've ever been in, and it's become like this because of the Targaryens.

I agree with your suggestion to focus on food production, yet we need to also mine metals, and possibly acquiring various items and goods native to Planetos that can be introduced to the Eternal Dimensional Realm for analysis.

If we can understand their composition and produce them within the Hidden World, we could have our own source of native goods, giving House Vitniryx and her allies an advantage no other realm of Westeros could possibly wield.

Hell, House Lannister would cry for an alliance between the two Houses, possibly through your marriage with a member of their Golden Lions.'

Theriena wasn't overly keen to see Lucian join hands with the Golden Lions of the West, since it would gift Tywin greater power over Westeros than he already held and would in the future after Robert's Rebellion.

To be honest, Theriena didn't want Robert to gain the throne, but the events were inevitable, however it wouldn't stop her from trying to prevent the deaths of various individuals after knowing of their existence through Lucian's memories pertaining to the world at large.

She knew Lucian had the same thoughts about various characters and would do all he could in his power to prevent their deaths.

Thus, the two delved further into their discussions regarding the future, and the methods to improve life across not only the North and beyond the Wall but across Planetos.

'Have you considered marketing items such soap, fertiliser, perfume, alcohol, and kitchenware once we have a workforce within this vast space?' Theriena asked.

Lucian considered the question for a second before answering, "Well… I've been wondering if it's possible for the Guardian Spirit of the Eternal Dimensional Realm to build a large rectangle platform somehow?"

A Summoning Square, as summarised by the System, could spawn intelligent beings into the great Eternal Dimensional Realm through the coding of their genealogy, gifting the Hidden World its own continual source of population.

While searching for methods to introduce people to the Eternal Dimensional Realm, Lucian learnt of the Summoning Square and its importance through the System Store.

Even though a restriction was placed on the number of people it could spawn, a limit of 100 people from each new genealogy connected to the Summoning Square wasn't bad.

Lucian had in fact gained access to three genealogy sources through the System after it released a notification related to being alive and well on Planetos.

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*Ding*

[Congratulations Host! You have been chosen to take on a grand adventure on Planetos!]

[A series of gifts will be issued as part of Year One: Planetos!]

[Host is gifted 100,000 System Credits!]

[Host is rewarded access to Knowledge, Skills, Abilities and much more from the Renaissance Period from System Recruitment Function for 24 hours!]

[Cost for each specified individual recruited from the System Store will cost 25% Less for 24 hours only!]

[For 250,000 System Credits, Host will have access to Renaissance Period permanently!]

[Summoning important individuals, techniques, methods, knowledge, tools and much more from Earth's Renaissance Period will become vastly cheaper or free in some cases!]

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*Ding*

[System has issued Host with Five Hero Spawning Cards!]

[Hero Spawning Cards allow Host to summon a character from preselected and organised categories, related to Earth through its natural history and even entertainment media!]

[Host is required to purchase a categorised media source or period of natural history to select Heroes to be summoned using the Hero Spawning Cards!]

[Hero Summoning restricted to the Eternal Dimensional Realm for the first six months of Host's birth]

[ Media Sources ]

[For Honor – 100,000 System Credits]

[Mass Effect (Various Media) – 5,000,000 System Credits]

[Halo (Various Media) – 5,000,000 System Credits]

[Star Wars (Various Media) – 5,000,000 System Credits]

[Assassins Creed (Various Media) – 400,000 System Credits]

[Naruto World – 600,000 System Credits]

[Warhammer: Vermintide – 1,000,000 System Credits]

[Middle-Earth: Shadow of Mordor – 500,000 System Credits]

[Middle-Earth: Shadow of War – 500,000 System Credits]

[Elder Scrolls: Skyrim – 500,000 System Credits]

[Dark Souls – 2,000,000 System Credits]

[Witcher (Various Media) – 400,000 System Credits]

[Black Clover – 700,000 System Credits]

[Hitman (Various Media) – 250,000 System Credits]

[Ghost of Tsushima – 225,000 System Credits]

[Harry Potter Wizarding World (Various Media) – 300,000 System Credits]

[DC – 5,000,000 System Credits]

[Marvel – 5,000,000 System Credits]

[ Natural History ]

[4th millennium BCE – 50,000 System Credits]

[3rd millennium BCE – 100,000 System Credits]

[2nd millennium BCE – 150,000 System Credits]

[1st millennium BCE – 200,000 System Credits]

[1st millennium - 300,000 System Credits]

[Early post-classical (5th to the 10th century) – 50,000 System Credits]

[Middle post-classical history (11th century to the 13th century) – 100,000 System Credits]

[Late Post-classical history (14th century to the 15th century) – 350,000 System Credits]

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*Ding*

[For Honor – Hero Spawning Card Media Source – 100,000 System Credits Purchased!]

[Assassins Creed – Hero Spawning Card Media Source – 400,000 System Credits Purchased!]

[Renaissance Period – Hero Spawning Card Natural History – 250,000 System Credits Purchased!]

[Harry Potter Wizarding World (Various Media) Hero Spawning Card Media Source – 300,000 System Credits Purchased!]

[Remaining System Credits: 80,635]

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*Ding*

[Eternal Dimensional Realm Summoning Square has acquired genealogy of For Honor to spawn individuals with various constitutions, traits, and talents!]

[Eternal Dimensional Realm Summoning Square has acquired genealogy of Assassins Creed to spawn individuals with various constitutions, traits, and talents!]

[Eternal Dimensional Realm Summoning Square has acquired genealogy of Harry Potter Wizarding World to spawn individuals with various constitutions, traits, and talents!]

[Eternal Dimensional Realm Summoning Square has acquired genealogy of Earth society during the Renaissance Period to spawn individuals with various constitutions, traits, and talents!]

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[Host now has access to several Preset Sources!]

[Host can spawn individuals, organisations, technology, tradesmen, and even general populous to either enter the Eternal Dimensional Realm or directly enter Planetos in some cases]

[Host is advised spawning of famous individuals and important figures can cost System Credits to fuel their creation into existence]

[Please be wise and calculative concerning spawning of important figures into existence]

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[Media Sources will spawn various creatures, plants, materials and much more across the whole Eternal Dimensional Realm, though their discovery is up to Host and the residence of the Hidden World!]

[Goodluck Host!]

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For entering the world of 'A Song of Ice and Fire', Lucian knew he'd received a great deal of strength and power through his personal Hidden World, which could develop its own society.

Unfortunately, Lucian couldn't enter the Eternal Dimensional Realm as of yet, leaving Theriena as the only candidate who had a chance of building a Summoning Square.

The last option was purchasing the item straight from the System Store, but it costed far too much for it to be a practical purchase.

Lucian planned to make the purchase as a last resort, because the Summoning Square offered far too many benefits.

Men and women from For Honor, Wizarding World, Assassins Creed, and the Renaissance period would spawn into the Eternal Dimensional Realm with knowledge, skills, and abilities retained from their world.

Wanting to exploit those strength to aid himself and his plans going forward, even if the people spawned were restricted to the Hidden World for the time being, Lucian broached the conversation with Theriena about the Summoning Squares construction.

However, restrictions set in place by the System automatically meant those who were spawned into the Eternal Dimensional Realm were unable to enter Planetos for the time being.

The System stated it was easier to wait for the World Tree to take root in Planetos, instead of purchasing passes from the System Store to give access to various people for transportation between the two locations.

This largely stopped Lucian's plans of recreating a Wizarding World in the Shadows Claw right away, yet it gave plenty of time to refine the ideas and layout for the eventual magical world that would take root on Planetos.

Assassins Creed Source would spawn people with sharpened knowledge, behaviour, culture, and skills that make them highly capable and sought after.

A rough idea of the type of person being spawned translated to skilled tradespeople, warriors, thieves, courtesan, doctors, priests, merchants, scholars, actors, and so on.

Capable of strengthening and reinforcing their knowledge through education, the spawned individuals would come to aid House Vitniryx with their skills as spies, assassins, messengers if need be and more.

For Honor genealogy, on the other hand, revolved around the drive for warfare, as the spawned individuals catered to the warrior lifestyle and promoted it through their craft.

Tradespeople of a wide range striving to build and provide service for a militia worthy of their time and effort would appear in the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Lucian wanted to make the most of their drive to build all sorts of items and goods for sale, while experimenting to improve the final product.

Those spawning from the Renaissance period were ahead of their day and age in comparison to society of Westeros, with Lucian hoping to gain their assistance to develop the medieval world for the better.

Yet the Wizarding World of Harry Potter spawned individuals with magical traits and capabilities, allowing them to develop their society in a world that long believed Magic to be dead would have the greatest effect on Planetos one day.

Each of the Preset Sources wouldn't spawn anyone too powerful from the start, as it would harm the balance organised by the System, but there was a slight chance of spawning trained Assassins, Warriors of Heathmoor, prized individuals of the Renaissance period and even Wizards, and Witches.

The chances of them spawning wasn't great, but Lucian didn't mind since he wasn't prepared for the Game of Thrones just yet.

All the forces that were bound to the Eternal Dimensional Realm for the time being would be instructed to work on their personal development alongside aiding House Vitniryx into becoming a financial powerhouse with military and political strength.

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Aware of the possibilities each new genealogy added the Eternal Dimensional Realm would bring to Lucian's forces in Planetos, Theriena tried her hand at manipulating the World Tree in the Hidden World to create the Summoning Square.

Using vines and other flora, Theriena believed it was possible to build a simple open field, which would act as the Summoning Square instead.

The System set in place basic conditions such as the size of the Summoning Square and dimensions for it to be recognised and activated.

Thankfully the flimsy conditions were easily met by Theriena through the World Tree and its refined controlled over nature.

'I can create the Summoning Square through vines acting as the foundation to reinforce the ground between, which will isolate it from the surrounding cleared field.

It'll take a day at most to form, so in the meantime I'm going to gather crops through accelerated growth.

Unsurprisingly, I have a high affinity with the World Tree, making most of the arduous task easy to deal with… well until I can improve my fine control over Nature as a whole.'

The two continued brainstorming long-term goals and plans, all the while a young Guardian Spirit in her infancy began to change the Eternal Dimensional Realm for her benefit and that of Lucian's.

If anyone could see what was occurring the Eternal Dimensional Realm, they'd see flora and fauna changing and spreading across the vast landscape at a visible pace.

It might not seem like much, but Theriena started to organise the resources already analysed and imported into the Hidden World from Earth.

Metals, and chemicals weren't as important as the crops of Earth, which were undergoing small changes for the better through the currently unknown powers of the World Tree.

Fruits and vegetables became more nutritious than they originally were, though Theriena nor Lucian understood how much more than before.

Supposedly it also affected the meats harvestable from the animals currently free to roam the vast lands of the Hidden World, but they'd only find answers for their suspicions once it was consumed and became part of their daily food staple.

However, neither had the means to reveal the source of the food to Alexios, so for now, they decided on storing the harvested crops, which could be managed by Theriena in part.

The Eternal Dimensional Realm naturally ensured the crops and materials wouldn't experience degradation of time to the same extent as on Planetos, so the biggest challenge became storage facilities.

Thankfully Lucian was reminded of the System Inventory when he remembered a Mysterious Beast Egg was gifted to him once the System became operational.

He wasn't surprised to learn Theriena had some sort of connection to the System which enabled her to shift the crops freely into the Inventory where they wouldn't rot and remained fresh.

What he did find unusual was the characteristics surrounding the Mysterious Beast Egg which the System advised would affect him personally once it shifted from the Inventory and entered the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Theriena even worried for a moment and advised against moving the item from the Inventory for now, yet Lucian ignored her and went ahead with his plans just before he slept that night.

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*Ding*

[Analysing… Please wait patiently for the Eternal Dimensional Realm to inspect the foreign Mystery Beast Egg item]

[Analysing…]

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[..]

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[!¡! ALERT !¡!]

[Mystery Beast Egg has partially activated and forced a Soul Bond with Host!]

[High strength and constitution of Mysterious Beast is affecting Host's Soul, Body, and Mind through unidentified means!]

[Please wait patiently Host as the System works on a solution!]

[Extended wait time bound…]

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Rocked to her core, Theriena rushed to check up on Lucian, who'd fallen fast into a deep sleep within his crib.

A young nursemaid of House Vitniryx didn't question why the Young Lord had fallen 'asleep' so fast, since the servants of the Keep believed Lucian to be an odd but gifted child.

The lack of tears and unruly behaviour brought unseen benefits and cons which evidently became present to Theriena now, as small ripples of change began to surface across Lucian.

First off, Lucian's eerily dark hair gained a dash of pure platinum white streak cut above the right eye and going back just past his right ear.

Theriena actually liked the hint of platinum white amongst the deep void darkness mop of hair, yet it was far from the only source of change to the infant.

The same platinum white rung itself around the sclera of Lucian's eyes, bringing new heights of depth into the icy steel blue pupil and midnight purple sclera.

Other changes, such as the effect on the mind, couldn't be determined by Theriena right now, however she became aware of the Soul Bond twisting and turning at the tune of the Mysterious Beast and its influence.

Theriena worried the source of power could be harmful, but her affinity to Nature screamed to her senses that it wouldn't be dangerous.

Soon enough she became aware of the Mysterious Beast's power, which not only brought a smile to her mesmerising face but affected certain plans Theriena organised not only for the Eternal Dimensional Realm, but the world at large.

'It seems the Gods have favoured you far more than ever before,… Young Lucian…' smirked Theriena to herself, as new power found itself rushing to her core.

Strengthening the bonds between herself and Lucian through the newfound power, Theriena decided to hide the System notifications for the time being, as the Mystery Beast Egg found itself resting in the middle of the World Tree's Essence Water Pool, which formed near the base of the ridiculously wide and tall trunk.

The Eternal Dimensional Realm and System worked in conjunction to form the pool once the Mysterious Beast Egg became identified.

Roots of the World Tree soaked in the pool roughly four times the size of an Olympic pool, with normal fresh water from inside of the Hidden World leading into the source continuously.

In only a short few second's, the clear water became denser and gained deep honey golden tint that seemed to amplify in intensity with the Mysterious Beast Egg resting in the middle of the pool water.

Theriena chose to keep its knowledge from Lucian for the time being, as she hoped to understand its strength and use before revealing anything.

No doubt though, the Guardian Spirit knew one day Lucian would become an unstoppable monster nobody would dare to cross, though that day was far from near.

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When Lucian woke the next day, he hadn't noticed for some time that the nanny and Guards would often be lost in the changes to his appearance.

They were startled to find their Young Lord appeared healthier and stronger than any infant they'd ever seen, along with the hair and eyes changing to gift Lucian a slightly holy presence amongst the darkness.

His body appeared to have grown stronger and grew slightly that it was visible to the nannies and nursemaids who'd been with Lucian the day before.

One of the older nannies in charge of Lucian's wellbeing called for a Lehirai Master to check his health and sent one of the Guards to inform the Lord.

It wasn't long before a grandmotherly lady in clean white robes with trim lining of midnight purple and gold across her tunic dress arrived.

Lehirai Master Perideth Morner, a commoner who'd served House Vitniryx for over four decades rushed to Lucian's side after noticing the slight changes to his appearance.

Having served the family for so long meant Lehirai Master Perideth was well educated about House Vitniryx appearance traits, which never detailed a child with a streak of white parting through the darkness.

Only a handful of unions between Great Houses affected the bodily appearance of certain members until House Vitniryx's First Men Blood-Lineage reinforced itself in the following generations.

It became known as a trait of the Shadow Kings of the North, who were the Guardians of Darkness and Shadows, the Silent Protectors of the North and Old Gods, whilst being the Truest Green Knights of the King of Winter.

Yet now, she saw the purest white in the Young Heir's eyes and hair which matched partly to the purest Valyrian appearance rarely found anymore across Westeros and Essos.

Compared to the tainted and dull Valyrian silvery hair, Lucian's appeared much purer and brighter than even those found amongst the Targaryen's.

She soon found herself trying to explain her thoughts to Lord Vitniryx, as Alexios came barging into Lucian's bedroom with Felix in tow to see if any harm came to his nephew.

The two furious men came to a standstill when Lehirai Master Perideth said all was well and that a new few traits became present on the Young Heir.

"Fret not, Lords… *Sigh* it seems the Young Heir has gained a few new gifts overnight.

However, I'm not sure whether to praise the Old Gods or… curse them for what is to come, if my thoughts on the matter are correct."

Both brothers and their Knights and Guards close behind felt puzzled by Lehirai Master Perideth, until certain members laid eyes on the Young Heir.

Alexios and Felix were the first to reel back in shock, while the most loyal and longest serving Guards and Knights of House Vitniryx fell into a small trance as their minds went back to old tales they'd heard from their loved ones while growing up.

'When Pure Light finally parts the Old Darkness of the forgotten North, a new trail shall find itself on the beginning of a new Dawn for the World order.

Though it shall bring the rise of an old foe in the far land of forever winter, and unknown sea's beyond the lands found by mankind.'

Some of the Guards and Knights who knew of the tale held their breath, while others looked over at their Lords for an answer.

Felix couldn't stop himself from ordering the Knights straight away to keep quiet, "None will say a word of what they have seen!

All of you will stand outside and guard this room, and my son with your life from now on.

Do you all understand?!"

He didn't even need to wait for an answer to his question with the Knights and Guards racing out of the bedroom and positioned themselves to secure the area.

Alexios hadn't said it yet, but he was thankful that Felix stood beside him in uncertain times as news from across Westeros spoke of danger coming from the deep South of Westeros and even far away in Essos.

However, it all meant nothing in front of Lucian's late 'gifts', which were a clear sign of old tales his Household had spoken of for generations after the Long Night.

Most would believe it to be nothing more than tall tales but both brothers refused to let themselves be blinded by denial and fear of a story that came from some truth at the very least.

Both brothers chose to approach the one they considered as family when not of the same blood, as she heavily took part in their childhood.

"Ole Nan Peri, do you believe in the old tales shared by House Vitniryx… our Shadows of the past?" asked a stoic and quiet Felix, posing the question for his brother he'd become lost in the serenity of the giggling Lucian.

The infant though made sure to keep an ear out for everything about to be said before him, along with Theriena, whose mental connection bloomed to new heights through Lucian.

Lehirai Master Perideth looked on at the two Lords with a heavy expression as she explained, "I'm afraid… we might have to face some dire times ahead my Lords."

Her comments instantly made Alexios and Felix frown, though her next words helped lighten their moods.

"I, however, do not believe the Young Heir will need to deal with such matters for quite some time.

Lady Aryanne Galdurius Vitniryx saw a possible future where House Vitniryx and her vassals returned to the North before expanding their influence further across Westeros and Essos.

Many might believe it to be nothing more than tales of a mad woman, as most did during her time alive, but we know Lady Aryanne foresaw a future where even the bloodline traits and abilities awoken of House Vitniryx.

Remember, House Vitniryx is only one of many who were bonded long ago by Ancient Magiks of the First Men."

Lucian saw the pride his father and uncle felt at knowing their House once wielded Ancient Magiks, providing them great strength in battle and Lordship, though the pride made room for fear and slight panic.

Having experienced countless lifetimes and knowledgeable enough to understand facial cues that it was second nature, Lucian realised his father and uncle knew of the tribulations their family would face to survive.

Part of Lucian wanted to assure them it would be all okay, but even he wasn't positive about his statement being factual, since the scale of people and factions grew with his arrival in Planetos.

He'd already heard of the new Stewards and Retainers of House Vitniryx, who'd been saved by Knights of their Household, having been trained, educated, and housed under the granted rights of the Household.

This was another practise he found a little out of place, but Lucian came to accept his House valued a different method of rule and layout of power.

Either way it wasn't something he could broach now and gain an answer when he couldn't do more than gurgle, yet news of House Hollard and House Darklyn roaming the Keep was rather odd to hear.

Lucian came to eventually hear the Knights of their House were sent by his father to save an old ally and House founded from the Age of Heroes.

Plenty of First Men blood had been spilled for Alexios's liking, yet he knew of the rather high possibility of more First Men blood being spilt in the name of false beliefs or causes.

Alexios finally turned away from Lehirai Master Perideth and faced Felix, as the darkness locked within his eyes began to swirl alive with power and beastly anger.

"Call my Vassal Lords… it's time we discuss the Shadow of the North returning from its exile.

It appears the Old Gods have warned us of the dire song to be played ahead."

Alexios monstrous growl sent some of the lesser experienced Guards to step back while the hardened veterans bathed in the fury and strength of their Lord and Commander.

"It shall be done, My Lord."

Not even flinching or pained in any shape or form, Lucian noticed the hardened stoic expression of his uncle who didn't appear any less furious than his father.

Even if Lucian looked like nothing more than a curious infant to those around him, he contained a wealth of knowledge and experience to understand his father and Uncle were preparing for war.

And it wasn't even the war Lucian expected, but rather the danger slowly awakening itself from its long slumber in winter.

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Lucian didn't need to wait around that day to see what happened as a result of his father's actions, rather he got to see it all from the warm grasp of his father, who carried him around leisurely all day.

After leaving with his roaring father for the Solarium, Lucian watched Alexios sending various messages and letters to all sorts of individuals across the Shadows Claw and surprisingly to the North and Essos.

One particular message ended up heading to parts unknown to even Lucian, who couldn't understand which method his father used to code the private message.

Either way, Lucian saw his father preparing for the future unlike any other Lord Paramount across Westeros.

What he hadn't come to know yet was if it all aided the North's preparation for the war against the White Walkers or to deal solely on their return to the North and more importantly the Game of Thrones.

Though it meant nothing much to Lucian, since his mind drew to the newest additions of the Vitniryx Household, to whom Alexios introduced Lucian during their walk through the open yards of Castle Panthera.

Trying to capture everything with his Icy Blue and Flaming Violet eyes, Lucian felt enthralled by the history exuded by the Castle.

From the stones that made up the walls and foundation of the Castle to the gardens and buildings for the smallfolk and those loyal to House Vitniryx, Lucian witnessed the beauty and age that marked Castle Panthera in another light for the Immortal Servant of Existence.

"Haikren, come here and meet my son, Lucian!" Alexios beamed with the brightest smile as a strong and sweaty man exited the smithery of Castle Panthera.

The strong arch entrance of the smithery combined with its dark stone makeup enhanced Haikren's natural aura of a Blacksmith to new heights in the eyes of many.

Lucian met plenty of Blacksmith in the course of his countless lifetimes to the point he decided to enter the forge and in turn became a Legendary Blacksmith that needed to be held back by the Gods.

Haikren wasn't an imposing figure to Lucian, nor did he believe the blacksmith was important enough to gain his father's attention to personally visit.

Those thoughts cease to exist once Lucian's and Haikren's sight cross one another, establishing the bond between the two individuals, which passed by momentarily after without anyone noticing what happened the heir and blacksmith.

Except for one, who reeled back their shock and surprise to not let it show across their face.

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*Ding*

[Host has formed bond with member of Basic Craftsmen Group purchased from the System Store on Planetos!]

[System is establishing connection with member of Basic Craftsmen Group!]

[System Operations Completed!]

[Basic Craftsmen Group member – Haikren Estus – can be communicated with through the aid of the System]

[System can aid in establishing a mental connection with Haikren Estus for the Host to relay various information]

[System Function can only be utilised a maximum of 3 times per day]

[Due to Haikren Estus's craft being related to the field of Blacksmithing, System has partially enhanced Basic Craftsmen Group member's affinity & constitution to the field!]

[Other members of the Basic Craftsmen Group can improve their affinity & constitution to their respective fields after meeting with Host]

[It is advised to meet members of the leadership binding the Basic Craftsmen Group together from the System Store into Planetos!]

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'Well… who bloody knew.' Thought Lucian, as Haikren bowed to his Father, the Lord Paramount of the Shadows Claw without halting to adjust his mind or body after the improvements provided by the System.

One thing Lucian noticed that escaped the eyes of most was the sharpness and depth building up within Haikren's eyes, which seemed to only fuel the mighty aura of the newest blacksmith to swear undying fealty to House Vitniryx and Shadows Claw.

"My Lord, you've called for me?"

"Aye, Haikren, I've come to introduce my son, Lucian." Coddling Lucian in his arms, Alexios slightly lifted his left arm so Haikren could clearly see a curious eyed and silent babe who'd eventually become Lord.

Not evening hesitating for a second, Haikren gracefully bowed to Lucian, much to Alexios's amusement.

The babe on the other hand remained silent and merely nodded with what little control he had over his body.

Both Alexios and Haikren froze at Lucian's indiscernible nod they clearly saw, yet neither bothered to raise the topic with the other and silently moved passed the moment as if it hadn't occurred.

"Right… so Haikren, have you and your brethren settled in after your first night here on the Palm of the Shadows Claw?" asked Alexios, only for his son to listen in closely to the conversation between a Lord and Blacksmith.

Haikren chose to truthfully recount how he and his brethren came to find the Palm of the Shadows Claw, "We've come to find it agrees with us all." Haikren's eyes wondered over to Lucian for a moment before returning back onto Alexios.

"My brethren have started to focus on settling themselves around the Castle and have taken over some unused buildings around the castle to call home.

Plenty of folks have chosen to aid our settlement, especially the eager young who wish to learn a craft and make a living for themselves and loved ones.

Aye it's truly been quite the reception none of us expected to receive, My Lord."

Haikren's comments brought a great smile to Alexios's face, who chose to move the conversation along to focus on the work accomplished by the Blacksmith.

"That's good to hear, Haikren.

I'll take some time out today and visit everyone with Lucian, to see if anyone requires an extra hand or grievance to possibly air.

Regardless of that, I can see your already buried into the searing heat of the smithery.

Forging anything particular?" Alexios questioned.

"Indeed, My Lord.

Please wait a moment, I'll ask one of the lads to bring it over."

Haikren didn't waste any time and called out to one of the lads from the large arch door entrance to the smithery, who raced to the working station taken over by the newest additions to the House Vitniryx Household.

The wait wasn't long whatsoever as a number of young lads carried out several unfinished pieces of metal being shaped into various weaponry items.

Alexios soon became entranced by the quality of the materials being used for the forging of the weapons, yet he never voiced his thoughts, but remained rather glad to see the smithery would aid in his plans to come.

Lucian on the other hand noticed Haikren wasn't solely working with iron to create his steel, but an alloy using a variation of materials to aid its forged birth as a finished weapon.

Having lifetimes of knowledge regarding forging, Lucian realised the Basic Craftsmen Group would be vastly better than the majority in their field of work across Westeros and Essos.

This certainty came about because of one Bastard Sword made from steel fortified by a precious metal known to all as silver which was mixed with organic matter.

It helped the sword gain a redish hue to its steel, and somehow maintained its fortified form capable of combat.

"Aine, if you remember the 'Charming' dark haired woman from yesterday My Lord, she's taken up the role of Castle Butcher alongside those already serving your House.

She, along with her husband, and extended family head out hunting past the walls of the Port town."

Alexios needed to take a moment and gather his scattered thoughts after remembering his interaction with Aine and her family.

Tall, muscular, and imposing body figures made up Aine's family members who aided her craft from hunting beasts to butcher which brought meat and fur along with leather for the family to either use or sell.

Surprisingly, they gone out in the morning and left the city walls of Panthera to hunt wild Beasts, some of which could be consumed after rigorous testing by the Lehirai Masters who largely remained back at the Theca for research purposes.

Most of the meat went to the kitchen so it could be added to the meals of the day, but the skin, leather, and other harvestable items were retained by Aine's and her family.

Aine's brought the dark horns of a wild beast boar along with containers of their blood and other hunted beasts to possibly forge unique weaponry equipment.

And Haikren had done as such by adding organic matter into the forging process of creating steel unlike anything ever seen created across Westeros and Essos.

The Smith himself wasn't aware how he knew or understood such a technique for forging a metal far different than steel, but it made sense after analysing the beast goods delivered by Aines's.

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As the Lord Paramount of the Shadows Claw, Alexios wanted to know more about the unique steel being forged, but a rustling child in his arms brought the Lord out of his stupor.

Looking away from the redish hue steel, Alexios addressed Haikren, whose own attention was on the shorter blades being made into daggers with bone handles.

"If you don't mind, Haikren, I'll take my leave and continue wandering around the Castle, showing the might of my ancestral castle to its future Lord and final Guard.

Who knows, he might come across the giant husband of that butcherer." Alexios's dry laugh brought great bellows of laughter from Haikren who gave the Lord of Panthera a tight slap on the shoulder.

"Toughen up!

The giant's a soft bear in front of children and wouldn't so much as squeak in the Heir's presence if it'll bother the boy."

Haikren didn't bother to see off Alexios and Lucian, instead the Blacksmith raced back into the smithery with some of the younger lads carrying back all the unfinished steel to work on.

Neither father nor son knew of the inner workings of the smithery with Haikren turning into another leading figure of the Household forge.

Instead, they came to know a great deal about the carpentry workshop, masonry station and tailoring workshop, which were improving under the supervision of the Household's newest members.

Lyena, another leading figure of the Basic Craftsmen Group, came across the father and son duo when they arrived before the tailoring workshop.

Since she was sent to manage the workshop, Lyena focused on improving the operational function and efficiency of the workshop staff.

Much of it required new equipment and tools, which she thankfully brought along from the ship she'd spawned onto, though much of it required a thorough cleaning and reorganisation of the gifted workshop.

When her eyes caught sight of Lucian and the System formed its connection, Lyena felt a cognitive rush of improvements and perception, helping further develop the workshop into a well-oiled production facility.

With books on hand regarding new methods of stitching and treatment of fabric, Lyena kept herself and the other members of her family quite busy.

There was another tailor workshop operating outside of Lyena's control, but it soon fell into her overview once they heard there were books on tailoring and textile craft in ample sum.

Similarly, the Stonemason, Carpenter, and Aine's the Butcher along with her Husband the Hunter found themselves attracting attention from all the members of the Household, who wished to improve their craft.

Funnily enough each of the craftsmen from the Basic Craftsmen Group found their constitution and talent regarding their crafts grew exponentially after meeting Lucian when introduced by his father.

None voice their thoughts for the time being but instead focused on understanding their improved talent and perception to their craft.

In the case of the new Cook of House Vitniryx, Ayden, was left in charge of managing the meals of the Household, only for his skills to see a sudden improvement after meeting with Lucian and Alexios.

By the time midday's meal was ready to be served, Ayden influenced the kitchen staff and cooks to use his methods for preparation and cooking.

A large assortment of dishes would be made for the evening, much to the delight of the Household members who'd come to accept the midday meal as one of the best they'd ever ate.

Lucian wasn't able to enjoy the meal during midday, but he saw his father, Alexios, and Uncle, Felix, rather quiet as they devoured their meals without concern of those around them.

Enjoying their meal in silence, both brothers happily ate in peace while watching those of their Household laughing and talking merrily amongst themselves.

Similarly, the Guards, Knights, and other members of the Household in the Great Hall of Castle Panthera were lost in the flavours and depth of the meals, only they expressed their feelings much louder for all to hear.

For a moment, Lucian considered contacting Ayden to find out how he'd made the meals to be so flavourful with very little herbs and spices being available from what he could gather.

Instead, he decided to speak with Haikren about improving the structures within the castle walls, before working on projects around the Port Town of Panthera.

The conversation wasn't any different than the talks with Theriena, since it used a mental connection for the discussion to occur.

Lucian didn't need to prolong his talks with Haikren, as the Blacksmith understood what was required of him, while the conversation with the Carpenter lasted a little longer.

"Orlan, are you free to discuss some plans I wish to employ across the Port Town and Keep?

I spoke with Haikren earlier regarding insulation for the buildings within the castle walls, some of which require dire repairs for us to make use of them.

This includes the storerooms separate from the Claws Keep and nearer to the Guard House, which I hope to personally make use of.

Currently I don't have plans to slow down my improvement of the Castle and the Port Town, before working to influence change across the Palm Island until we have the strength and capabilities to develop the Claw Islands."

Lucian's eagerness left him speaking ahead of confirming Orlan's ability to reply to his communication.

Thankfully the Carpenter wasn't concerned with such matters and felt rather excited to aid in the development forward for his new homeland and Lord.

"Aye, My Lord, I am free to hear your plans.

I do hope you don't mind, My Lord, that I and my brethren have some ideas of their own for our new homeland and Lord."

Lucian happily relayed his approval to hear from Orlan, as well as the others into improving the lifestyle for most of society, especially the Smallfolk, who suffered the blunt of hardship across Westeros and Essos.

"My Lord, I've met with Aine, Lyena, and Haikren to begin the possible construction of several new foot peddle powered looms to increase the production number and value of fabrics sequentially made.

Aine hopes we can improve our provision of leather and its production method to add more value to our economy which is fairly stagnant.

In saying this, we wanted to ask for your approval to build some board games we're confident will sell across Westeros and Essos, but for greater production, we will need to begin training apprentices from our new homeland."

Orlan continued to communicate the various board games he wished to build, such as Chess, Checkers, Jenga, and even Scrabble.

Not concerned one bit by Orlan's idea as it would expand the entertainment media currently available to the masses, even if most people struggled to find enough food to survive or find warmth to survive the cold of the night.

Unknown to Lucian at the time, Aine and Lyena were already thinking of certain methods to improve the availability of products like blankets and thicker clothing at a reasonable price for the smallfolk, including food.

For one reason or another, the members of the Basic Craftsmen Group, also known to many as the Lost Cubs of the Claw, had some idea of the world of Planetos, and its ailing plight.

They didn't know anything in regards to the events of 'A Song of Ice and Fire', but knew the conditions of smallfolk and commoners across Westeros and Essos, including political intrigues to an extent.

Soon Lucian's mind moved on from the conversation with Orlan when the System decided to alert him of certain developments inside the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

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*Ding*

[Construction of Summoning Square has been completed!]

[Due to the unique properties utilised for the creation of the Summoning Square, spawned individuals will have better body constitutions and mental capacity compared to a basic formed Summoning Square]

[Spawned individuals through Summoning Square will also have improved affinity to nature and its elements]

[Spawned individuals will need to train diligently to make use of their talents!]

[Summoning Square can spawn individuals from For Honor genealogy with various talents, skills, and abilities!]

[Summoning Square can spawn individuals from Assassins Creed genealogy with various talents, skills, and abilities!]

[Summoning Square can spawn individuals from Harry Potter Wizarding World genealogy with various talents, skills, and abilities!]

[Spawned individuals with Magiks will be restricted to the Eternal Dimensional Realm for the time being]

[Summoning Square can spawn individuals from Earth's Renaissance Period genealogy with various talents, skills, and abilities!]

[Each genealogy source can spawn 100 individuals per day by the Guardian Spirit at the behest of Host!]

[Spawned individuals will appear with those known to be a part of their family and loved ones]

[Family and loved ones have necessary knowledge and skills from their respective genealogy]

[There is a slight chance to summon Veterans with each day's spawning, however it is still incredibly difficult to summon Champions and Legendary figures through Summoning Square]

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'It's time, Young Lucian…'

Theriena's enchanting voice entered Lucian's own, after the completion of the Summoning Square, which brought forth 400 men, women, and children to the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

As the Guardian Spirit of the Hidden World, Theriena presented herself in the presence of all the spawned individuals who seemed to retain memories and experiences of their identity before being summoned.

Lucian couldn't see it firsthand, but through Theriena, he could witness the arrival of his secretive forces away from the nosy eyes and ears of many different political masterminds across Westeros and Essos.

"As we have discussed earlier, you'll need to be the anchor for the society we're trying to create within the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Your connection to the Eternal Dimensional Realm enables the development of the land and in turn, society, whose support is direly needed for us to achieve all that we want for Planetos outside of confines presented by the Hidden World

I know for a fact, you'll be amazing and shortly will have the Eternal Dimensional Realm operating at your beck and call if need be."

Lucian wholly trusted Theriena to manage the Eternal Dimensional Realm for the time being since it was near impossible to summon a Clone based on himself for now.

A skill provided by the Gods, Lucian aimed to wield it properly in the next few years so a Clone could move between Planetos and the Eternal Dimensional Realm with ease.

Until then, he needed to rely on Theriena, the Guardian Spirit of the Hidden World.

The sincerity shown by Lucian pushed Theriena to work harder into establishing a society within the enclosed Eternal Dimensional Realm, not only to aid Lucian's plans but to help the commoners of the world.

Presenting herself in front of the 400 spawned individuals who were dressed in various clothing styles, wielding weapons both made of steel and Magiks, Theriena hoped her words would be enough to capture the hearts and minds of everyone present.

Though she remained blissfully unaware her presence along caught everyone's attention, as many came to view her as a goddess in their hearts and mind.

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"Hello, my name is Theriena, and I'm the Guardian Spirit of this grand world…

I'm not exactly sure what you all remember last before appearing here, but this place isn't heaven.

Instead, you've been reborn into another world along with the Master who controls this realm, entrusting me to govern the powers bound to the dimension.

For now, I hope everyone can find their loved ones amongst those brought here before I further delve into our collective mission and goal.

You may not wish to involve yourself in our actions but to receive a second chance at life and to create the foundations of a world together with various cultures to establish a society unlike any other should be cherished.

Those who have appeared with Magiks can transform the perception Magic has in the hearts and mind of the masses, while warriors can use their strength to ensure our ideas are protected and shielded.

There will be those amongst us who hoped to progressively shape our worlds for the better, but we cannot work alone to achieve such success, when its only possible as a collective united.

Working in the light of day, so we can safeguard our future in the dead of darkness."

A small part of Theriena and Lucian believed applause would follow, but everyone spawned looked around to find their loved ones instead.

As it turned out, the Summoning Square would typically spawn families together, with everyone skilled and talented in one way or another.

Theriena noticed one young artist spawned with his whole family of artists in a range of fields, from acting to painting and even musical talents, they all appeared together.

Everyone rushed into each other's arms, into a collective hug, with tears heavily pouring from every member of the family.

The family of artists weren't the only ones experiencing tear felt and apologetic reunions, much to the shock and awe of the Guardian Spirit.

It never crossed her mind that those being spawned into the Eternal Dimensional Realm would greatly remember their past, much less for it to be traumatic for most of the summoned people.

By the time she came to the realisation that all of the summoned were gaining a second chance to right many of the wrongs they either made or had happened to them, Lucian already made the connection and started to groan.

He didn't want to send those gaining a second chance at life to fight in wars they had nothing to do with.

Lucian's mood shift was noticeable by Theriena, who continued to wait patiently view the family reunions occurring in front of her, while she mentally communicated with Lucian.

'Your rattled, Young Lucian…' she stated knowingly.

"Yeah.

*Sigh* It shouldn't bother me but knowing that those currently in the Realm are gaining another chance to be with their loved ones, so I have to wonder if its morally right to ask them to fight wars that I'll come to be a part of.

I saw several warrior families from the For Honor and Assassins Creed genealogy source, who've probably gone through horrendous times in their past life, only for my drive to change the world will lead them into battle once more.

Yet… my own lifetimes of experience say it's necessary that there will be bloodshed for change to successfully take root."

Lucian had been in this sort of position many times before, but he wasn't stricken with the knowledge that those he'd take to war had settled with family they long believed lost or dead.

He, himself, always wished to reunite with loved ones from not only his first lifetime, but also those from the countless others he'd come to love and care for.

To see them once more, only for them all to rush into battle would break his heart if they never returned.

Theriena knew if she didn't help Lucian break his mind and heart free from the tough decisions he'd make in the future, it would rattle their place in Planetos and possibly cause more damage from their inaction.

'Listen, Young Lucian, for now, none of them will be going into war for you.

Right now, they need to be with their loved ones and that's within the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

If they ever leave and it happens to be a time of war, you can leave it up to the families to make a decision rather than calling on them to fight.

Just giving them the power of choice will gift you some of the strongest willed warriors for warfare.

So instead of focusing on such dreary matters, think about how we can improve their lives and strength to face every tough moment head on without fearing deaths will.'

Lucian accepted the wise words of the Guardian Spirit and broke away from their mental link for now, so he wasn't aware of any further events occurring within the Eternal Dimensional Realm, allowing Theriena to work in private.

For the rest of the day and the follow two, Theriena organised all spawned from the Summoning Square to slowly create a village which continue to expand with each passing day as more people arrived into the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Theriena helped secure open land and plenty of trees for logging which would be used in the creation of homes and buildings for a time.

The Wizards and Witches spawned from the Harry Potter Wizarding World genealogy source took on brunt of the work in the beginning like lighting fires, erecting temporary shelters, and moving heavy items.

Eventually men and women from the For Honor and Assassins Creed genealogy source got together and constructed an open-air carpentry workshop along with a smithery.

A couple other workshops were constructed rather quickly to help the craftsmen get to work on building the necessary items and products for the homes of their new village.

Those spawned from the Renaissance period genealogy source used their knowledge and artistries to compile various cultures and customs into the architectural style they were going to employ.

They decided on a uniform base style which easily could be altered to suit the owner's taste or to comply with uniform style in a specific region.

Weapons, clothing, art, and much more began to appear reminiscent of the Renaissance period through their contribution to the growing society.

Some of the families from the For Honor genealogy source wanted to preserve their heritage like the Vikings, Samurai, and Knights, but Theriena only accepted if they didn't bare themselves from accepting others into their little regions.

Also, they had to involve themselves within the other communities, leading to discussions of competitive sports being set up between those who wished to exercise their strengths and capabilities.

Theriena, using her knowledge of Earth from her bond with Lucian, chose to draw up sporting fields for everyone to enjoy in their spare time.

The craftsmen were told of chess and other board games for the community members to enjoy in their homes or in the comfort of friends.

By the time the third day passed with a functional Summoning Square, a medium sized village was erected nearby a meadow which was undergoing earth moving operations as well as the construction of certain structures.

This included a sport field for games like football (soccer), cricket, basketball, field hockey, and even an ice rink made from a shallow lake Theriena quickly organised.

Though all of this required a sewage system to be implemented according to Lucian, which guided the architects to make plenty of adjustments to the layout of the town, with plenty of space for expansion later on.

Every single building needed to be linked with the sewage system and aqueducts to ensure everyone could receive fresh clean water straight to their home or place of business, especially the public bathrooms.

Theriena promised she would set aside two sources for fresh water, with one being naturally set to be hot through her control over the Eternal Dimensional Realm, since such actions didn't largely require a great deal of her attention or input.

Also, naturally heated water available at the twist of the tap greatly helped reduce a large portion of work most people needed to deal with when it came to gathering water, as the source became the installed water taps within their homes or place of business.

By the time three days had passed from the moment Theriena completed the Summoning Square, several workshops were settled in the new town with working sewage and water systems linked to the structures.

Majority of the spawned people were still living in temporary shelters so businesses could be up and running as soon as possible to help the construction of their homes.

Others worked on the farms that happened to take up a large portion of the workforce each day since harvestable periods came every 8 hours, which led to Theriena stepping in to make sure all the crops were harvested.

She'd originally sourced the seeds and provided them to the Realm Community on the first day, before they organised themselves to send a portion of their workforce into managing the crops.

Funnily enough one of the Wizarding family's chose to support the farming forces rather than the labour around construction the town.

They hastened the ploughing of the fields and planting of the seeds so that by the time 8 hours had passed, crops were ready for harvest.

The actions of one wizarding family quickly spurned others to delve into their specialised field of craft and help advance it through manual labour to find improvements in their trade and skill.

One of the wizard farmers saw a slight increase in their speed at deployment spells, charms, and jinxes through planting of seeds through the ploughed fields.

Not only that, his finite skill with the bombarda spell to create small holes for the seeds to rest in, quickly led into a multipurpose and casting spell with great power behind it.

Though the development of wizards and witches wasn't all that occurred through the farming of the fields, but an introduction of new foods to many who never experienced defined flavours.

There weren't just simple produces like oats, barley, and wheat planted, but fruits and vegetables commonly farmed during modern times back on Earth.

Westeros and Essos already contained a large number of these crops already, but they weren't farmed in large enough quantities to sustain the masses, especially just the noble and wealthy societies alone.

Neither were they of high quality nor managed well enough to make the most of the ingredients when creating a dish.

So, while the rich were able to buy all sorts of delicious fruits and vegetables from across Westeros and Essos, the truth of the taste was rather bland and, in some cases, too poor to even be considered a flavourful meal during modern times on Earth.

Theriena already knew Lucian wanted to use fruits, vegetables, and plants across the North and Shadows Claw to adjust the quality of food and taste the people were used to, but they couldn't simply release the seeds sourced from the Eternal Dimensional Realm so easily without gathering some hostile intentions from Houses across Westeros.

For now, they needed to analyse the soil and plants native to Westeros and Essos to gain a sense of the evolution produce from the Hidden World needed to gone through before beginning capable of planting on Planetos.

Lucian and Theriena both knew the seasons of Planetos made little to no sense right now, so to not expose themselves to any danger, Theriena proposed they first source materials from Planetos to analyse and aid the strengthening of the Realm's source database.

For the time being, Lucian could only wait until he could grab hold of vegetables and grains from the kitchen, which he hadn't visited further after meeting with Ayden the chef.

He'd been handed a peeled potato to munch on even if he didn't have teeth, it was fine to gum on, though Lucian had other plans for the vegetable.

When nobody was watching him, Lucian quickly pocketed the potato by sending it into his System Inventory, from which Theriena summoned the vegetable into the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

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*Ding*

[Analysing Vegetable – Potato (Westeros Origin Point)]

[Analysis Completed!]

[Potato (Westeros Origin Point) has improved the quality & essence of fruits, vegetables, and plants found throughout the Eternal Dimensional Realm]

[Crops farmed within the Eternal Dimensional Realm will be evolved by the introduction of the Potato, improving their viability in various weather frames (Westeros Origin Point)]

[Potato maturity timeframe: 8hrs per planted field]

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Neither Lucian nor Theriena understood how the crops of the Eternal Dimensional Realm improved qualitatively, but they realised that materials and resources could evolve beyond their current state.

However, Lucian wasn't able to come across any more fruits or vegetables to evolve the crops and plants of the Eternal Dimensional Realm for quite some time.

In the meantime, he instead focused on his father, Alexios, who spent more time working on gathering Vassal Lords for certain discussions regarding the Shadow Claws exile.

Since he was considered fairly quiet and curious for his age, Alexios would bring Lucian along to the Solarium and talk aloud about the tasks he had to deal with or even vent his frustrations from time to time.

Lucian never criticised his father because he understood the responsibility to lead not only your Household but the people dependent on it could be overwhelming for many people.

Alexios never seemed like the sort of person who'd crumble under his workload, but with the Vassal Lords arriving soon, there appeared to be more work pilling onto his desk each day.

What happened to surprise both father and son came as a letter sent by raven from the North of Westeros.

To be exact it came from Winterfell, the ancestral seat of House Stark, with the Lord Paramount's own signature at the bottom of the parchment.

-X-

Lord to Isles of the Shadows Claw,

I've sent word due to startling news Maester Walys has been advised by the Citadel.

A strong season of Winter is on approach, and the Maesters believe it to be stronger than ever before.

Word has been sent to the other Lords, as they should begin stockpiling their stores without spoiling any of the goods before Winter strikes.

Winterfell, as it turns out, has plenty of abundance grain crops to supply those without enough to support themselves this coming winter.

As we spoke before, there shall be no need for your House or its lands to contribute to the wellbeing of the north for now, as the Warden's of the North have successfully prepared against the torrent of winter.

I hope all is well on the Isle of the Shadows Claw, and House Vitniryx is prosperous as always.

Lord Paramount of the North, Lord of Winterfell, and Warden of the North

Lord Rickard Stark

-X-

Lucian didn't need to wait long before his father's face contorted out of anger and unhinged fury which came to a dead holt when a servant knocked on the door to the Solarium and entered with a few more parchments.

However, unlike the other parchments littered across the table, the latest ones were coloured slightly, with a couple darker than the rest.

Alexios didn't race to take the darker shade parchments, but carefully read through each of the notes before giving his answer to the servant who hadn't left the Solarium ever since he brought over the notes.

The Lord of the Shadows Claw noted down his reply and passed it on to the servant who rushed out of the Solarium to fulfil his Lord's task with urgency.

In the Solarium however, Alexios seethed with rage, throwing the coloured parchments into the fireplace, while speaking his mind of the situation that came to rise.

"Son… There is one thing our family has sworn to abide from the day we came to learn of these bastards.

Never trust the Grey Rats of Oldtown.

They go unchecked while living amongst Lords and their families as one of them, gifting each rat unlimited access at times to do whatever they want.

History, as it's written by the Maesters of Oldtown, overlook their own transgressions to the Noble Houses they serve.

Unfortunately, one such Grey Rat sits in the home of our beloved Warden of the North… and it dares to speak on his behalf."

For the first time, Lucian witnessed the raw fury of the Shadow Lord, whose eyes were ablaze and prepared for the deadliest hunt, yet a rational mind kept the beast in check… for now.

"Lord Rickard Stark, as cunning and visionary a Stark of the Northern Realm could be, knows better than to let his Maester send a parchment in his honour, when laws of the Old Gods state that the Shadow can only be called upon by the Kings of Winter or their kin.

Yet…" crunching his fists into a ball, draining the colour from his hands, Alexios continued to ramble about the wrongs committed by the Maester of Winterfell.

"Yet… that fucking Grey Rat bastard dares to send this note on behalf of Lord Stark!

Tch, if only Rickard knew what his Maester was trying to accomplish, the Stark of Winterfell would gut the bastard and strew his corpse on the Hearts Tree of the Godswood."

Alexios continued, "You will come to know of it one day, but the Direwolf speaks with his Shadow in a manner unlike that of a Lord Paramount addressing his bannerman.

Rather, we stand shoulder to shoulder, brothers if you will, to protect the realm of winter, one in front to attack straight ahead, while the shadow stalks from the darkness.

And this letter here… goes against the laws set in place between our House and that of the Starks.

When a Stark must speak with the Shadows, they must call upon the Shadow Lord of Panthera, Warden of the Shadows Claw.

The letter must be blessed by the Old Gods through their sap as the ink to pass the message.

There are other customs to follow, yet they have all been discarded… showing how well that bastard Grey Rat has begun to control Winterfell."

Lucian couldn't ask his father what he meant by the threat of the Grey Rats or the specifications of the letter correspondence, but he realised his father hated the Maesters from the Citadel.

A group of educated old men, who believed themselves to be above the Lords and Ladies they served from well before the Andal Invasion, which only fuelled them to a grander state.

Most of the information Lucian already knew about Planetos and its political structure came from his interests in the television series and books when he lived back on Earth before his first death.

One thing he never liked about the Westeros Lords was the natural acceptance of Maesters from Oldtown and the amount of power they wielded even when they didn't have a title or birthright.

Grandmaester Pycelle had to be the best example for Lucian's dislike of the old man and his society, since the grey robed Maester served not only Citadel but the Lannister's for a price and discretion.

Lucian even felt the Maester of the Lannister's caused Lady Joanna's death and Tyrion's dwarfism through poisons to possibly bed her when she wasn't cognitively aware.

This theory wasn't confirmed, nor did Lucian believe it to be worth his time to investigate but the thought itself activated something in the System's operational awareness to issue a new notification.

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*Ding*

[New Quests!]

[An Order like no other: Long Term Quest]

[Description: Host's fore knowledge of the television and novel series may have discovered a loose theory around the actions of the Maesters from Oldtown.

Known for their status as keepers of knowledge and history, housed within each noble House across Westeros, the Maesters are considered by many to be respected individuals, yet others disagree…

As you have questioned the behaviour and existence of the Maesters, Host should learn the truth of their order within due time]

[Task to complete: Due to Host's physical age and current exile from Westeros based on laws decreed by King Aegon II Targaryen, free reign over the quest and its direction is given to Host.

If the System notices zero progress in the quest within an unspecified timeframe, authority over the direction of quest will return to System]

[Rewards: Unknown]

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[A Lion's den tainted by the audacity of a Grey Rat: Long Term Quest]

[Description: Host's knowledge and dedications based off loose theories has possibly discovered another dark moment in the 'lost' history of the Maesters from Oldtown.

The notion of a Maester going as far as to poisoning the Lady of the House he was loyal to would be enough for many Lords to wage war.

So, for a Maester of House Lannister to go to great lengths just to satiate his lust would truly infuriate the Old Lion of Casterly Rock if he were to ever learn of us events occurred in his seat of power]

[Task to complete: Due to Host's physical age and current exile from Westeros based on laws decreed by King Aegon II Targaryen, free reign over the quest and its direction is given to Host.

If the System notices zero progress in the quest within an unspecified timeframe, authority over the direction of quest will return to System]

[Rewards: Unknown]

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'What the fuck…?' thought Lucian after reading through the quests information relayed by the System.

Part of Lucian couldn't help but feel astonished by the fact public theory from his original lifetime held possible credence, and it would mean war between the Reach and Westerlands of Westeros.

For now, he didn't want to delve into such matters, especially with his father continuing his rant and somewhat educational lectures.

Yet Alexios was interrupted when someone called out to the Lord from outside the Solarium, asking to be let in.

"Come in." stated Alexios in a calm and careful voice, which teetered on the cliff leading to the torrent waves of rage.

"My Lord, you've called for me?" asked an elderly man, whose grey beard stretched down past his chest, but that wasn't what drew Lucian's eyes.

The elderly man's height was roughly 6 feet 8 inches, and rather healthy for his age, which Lucian didn't expect in the harsh environment and lifestyle of most people during medieval times.

But due to the fair material of the elderly man's robes, Lucian figured he had some sort of authority or position which Alexios accepted.

"Aye, Leið Bjarr, it appears Maester Walys has chosen to interfere with our correspondence to Winterfell, per the laws established in the presence of the Old Gods.

Last I spoke with Lord Stark, he'd asked about purchasing crops from across the Shadows Claw in preparation for winter, after a thorough examination of Winterfell stores left Lord Stark underwhelmed at their inability to survive the long days of winter.

News of a potential dreadful winter to come in the next year or so has alarmed many Lords across the North, who've begun to worry about the smallfolk in their lands that rely on nobility for aid during such times.

Word has long been sent to the Lords of the Shadows Claw to prepare a portion of their harvested crops for House Stark, though the news they've received from the north has worried many.

House Stark has continued to forgo answer to the questions posed by the Masterly and Minor Noble Houses of the North… which I suspect involves the Grey Rats meddling.

So, a ship is being readied for you to leave by the morning and set sail to the north, of which I ask you to take a couple acolytes of Theca and a Lehirai Master who's willing to take their students along too.

I ask a great deal of you, Leið Bjarr, but times are dire in the north and a strong hand is required to remind many Lords of their realms true strength kept hidden from the pesky eyes and ears of the bastard Grey Rats.

At the break of dawn, I pray you have a safe journey into the Mistwoods leading to the Godswood and take the blessing of our Hearts Tree to House Stark…

I believe it's time the Starks were reminded of strength and power tied to their bloodline, gained from the First Pact…"

Smiling coyly, the last part of Alexios's message easily reached the ears of the elderly Leið, who bowed before his Lord and left in a hurry, possibly to prepare everything for his journey to the North.

It had become a sacred journey which all Leið cherished, along with the other residents of the Shadows Claw, though not many ever gained the chance to take the trip North.

Everyone across the Isle of the Shadows Claw understood House Vitniryx, Vassal Lords and their bannerman were truly the ones who deserved to make landfall on the North first, but they realised for certain matters trusted people would need to visit Westeros for duty.

Soon enough Alexios began to explain who the elderly man was and why he'd called him 'Leið', much to Lucian's delight, which happened to show and brought a loving smile to his father's face.

"My son, a Leið, much like the Lehirai, are educators who've guided First Men through each generation to remember the Old Ways and culture south of the neck believes is tainted and heathen by the Seven Gods of the Andal Faith.

While we respect the Gods of the Andals and have come to envision part of their legacy by chance… we know their followers want to force the north to kneel before the High Septon and temples, rather than our Godswood.

So, the Leið were tasked by the Hungry Wolf, Theon Stark, and those well before him and after, to keep our lands fertile and pure with the Weirwood Trees that we hold dear and true to our hearts and land.

In times of past, when Weirwood Trees were littered across the open fields and forests, turning the ground red with their leaves, Leið would manage the forests and keep the peace between the Children of the Forest and First Men.

They were also tasked with training and managing the tamed creatures that became known amongst the north as the Beastly Cavalry.

Special Stables were built in keeps across the north, binding part of the roots of a Weirwood Tree to feed the minds and bodies of the beasts, turning the Beastly Cavalry into a fearsome force of military power.

But the loss of those trees and magic density in the air and land around the north has made it impossible for the Leið to make full advantage of their past strengths, abilities, and knowledge which has for the most part, been saved by the stable political climate of the Shadows Claw.

There is a great deal you'll come to learn about the Leið on your own through various experiences and journeys that will befall your path in life, my dear son."

Alexios chose not to say anything more on the matter and started to work on several letters that needed to be sent out urgently, as various Vassal Lords would be travelling to the Port of Panthera soon enough.

Lucian didn't mind his father stopping for the time being, because he already had more than enough information to register, especially the news of beasts being used as cavalry.

He knew about Direwolves and how they fought beside Starks, but to hear other noble Houses had their own mythical creatures or beasts, fighting side by side with humankind was rather interesting to hear, especially with the Eternal Dimensional Realm at his fingertips.

A small part of Lucian wanted to imagine a legion of various mythical creatures and beasts of Westeros and Essos fighting by his side, and Lucian realised it could possibly be achieved with the System and Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Unfortunately, it wasn't a main goal he wanted to focus on, but rather a 'side quest' if you will, to act on in his spare time.

Unbeknownst to him for now, Theriena had accidently envisioned her own unique force to fight at Lucian's call and asked those spawned for their input on the matter, with surprising results within a few days.

Some wizards and witches, who came from somewhat accomplished wizarding families with first or second generational lineages for now, had come to enjoy herding animals and training various creatures of interest they found while exploring.

Most of the time they find cows, sheep, and other animal husbandry, but with some time and patience, they began to scout further into unexplored regions of the Eternal Dimensional Realm until they began to discover a range of creatures.

One such creature they came across in the woods happened to be larger than normal Ice Silkworms, an evolved organism that came to exist once Lucian bought the Wizarding World genealogy source code.

They gained the answer from the Guardian Spirit, Theriena, who appeared in the woods when called upon to invest the new find and note down its characteristics.

The Ice Silkworm wasn't larger than a cucumber, though they were coloured pitch white with hints of icy blue, making the unique creatures strikingly beautiful.

Known for their silk they produced, which held natural cooling attributes, and strengthen the lifetime of the finished material, Theriena proposed to the scouts they start farming the Ice Silkworms for their fabric goods.

The scouts also discovered a strong breed of horses, which appeared similar to Destrier, but the snow-white coat and deep dark eyes made it stand out as slightly unnatural, including their mane which was coloured a unique shade of platinum gold.

Fairly muscular across the whole body, Stekrer Horses are the perfect warhorses with a deep awareness of their surroundings, gifting the steed's agility, speed, and strength above all else.

Even so, the scouting wizards and witches ended up herding the Stekrer Horses, and Ice Silkworms to return back to the community they'd come to call home.

Craftsmen from the For Honor, Assassins Creed, and Renaissance Period worked side by side, creating various stables and pastures for the captured beasts and creatures to roam around or remain enclosed.

It became more of a side project with their main focus on finishing the last touches to their ever-expanding village which slowly turned into a bustling town.

Craftsmen, either those who were already settled or summoned recently, who add to the wealth of experience locked away in the Eternal Dimensional Realm for the time being, pushed greatly for the best possible projects and ideas for their home, many considered their last hope.

Some families chose to dedicate their strength behind a single purpose or field of work, which gave Theriena a growing workforce looking to make their roots within their town permanent.

Mining became much smoother, safer, and easier to accomplish in the Eternal Dimensional Realm, which meant craftsmen had plenty of resources to work with and improve their town to a level unseen or heard of across Westeros and Essos.

A small town quickly formed near the mountain mines of the Eternal Dimensional Realm through the aid of wizards, witches, craftsmen, and general labour to quickly create another point of the Hidden World capable of expansion.

It was linked with the main town of the Eternal Dimensional Realm through a vine arch gate that acted as an internal portal between the two towns, making transportation rapid for those moving back and forth.

Any excess material found not being utilised in some form of construction or production either ended up stored in the various warehouses being built across the mining town, or moved into the System Inventory, which appeared endless in size.

Without being aware of it, Lucian already had a strong and cohesive force ready to help his plans from within the Eternal Dimensional Realm to the best of their ability.

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For the remainder of the month to come, Lucian stayed largely by his father's side, learning various titbits of information through spontaneous lectures, some of which sounded like rants to be honest.

But Lucian came to understand the lore's and tales most of the north had chosen to forget or were forced to through various manipulations.

Yet, it made sense to Lucian that some of the tales with potential to be true, like the giant snakes of the north beyond the Wall, were forgotten as it would create unnecessary terror across the realm and possibly beyond.

In no way did he want to believe there was a creature capable of threatening a Nagga but based on what Alexios had to say about the Shivering and Summer Sea, there was plenty of unknown wildlife capable of causing great harm and destruction.

A small part of Lucian wondered if the White Walkers knew about the Nagga-like snakes beyond the Wall but stopped the train of thought before it sped away.

For a babe who still couldn't survive without another person's aid, he couldn't delve into matters long out of his reach for a time.

However, Lucian came to invest his time listening to his father sending letters across the Palm and Claw Islands to either call on certain bannermen and Lords, or to send various Knights to accomplish tasks in the name of House Vitniryx.

The messages largely relayed plans to build up a larger workforce through unruly means, but those willingly employed by House Vitniryx and their Vassals, because they needed to be the strength hidden in the shadows of winter.

One such thing Lucian heard his father planning involved raiding slave ships under the false pretence of pirate vessels, but it was a risky endeavour and Alexios wanted the opinion of the other Lords before going ahead with the idea.

On the other hand, contacting the Freefolk beyond the Wall seemed rather reasonable, especially since Lucian's mother came from a rather large clan that continued to exist till now.

And if the prophecies of old were to go by, the Others would come once more, and raise all the dead in their wake.

Alexios wasn't positively sure about the possibility of the Others attacking anytime soon, but regardless of that, he knew deep research on the matter was necessary and the personal library of House Vitniryx had everything… hopefully.

He was also aware of certain relics which were used to indicate the arrival of the Others from their slumber, but Lucian wasn't aware of their location, so all he could do was call for people to search the Castle for possible hidden storages or sealed locations when possible.

So far nothing had come up, but the searches were fairly loose in terms of people looking, but it wasn't long before a member of the Knights loyal to House Vitniryx came across a hidden room in the crypts while searching with Felix.

Lucian wasn't present to see his father and uncle enter the hidden room of the crypt, but when they returned, both brothers began to search for workers en mass to build a variety of items.

But before they could issue the order, plenty of smaller decisions needed to be set up and issued to ensure the market and economy didn't faulter.

Lucian continued to silently listen and watch his father organise several ideas highly advance, dangerous, and innovate for current times, but they were bound to earn the Lords of the Shadows Claw plenty of Golden Dragons.

From building up the defences around the keeps, employing more smallfolk, introducing new farming techniques, and a standing army were some of the thoughts and ideas Alexios came up with for the entire Northern Realm.

While it might seem rather outlandish and far reaching for a Vassal Lord of the Warden of the North to accomplish on their own, Lucian realised quickly his father's actions ,in the long run, would benefit all Northern Houses, even those who would need to be culled if they went rogue.

The meeting didn't come into play for some time, as the Lords loyal to House Vitniryx were in between travelling to Port of Panthera or gathering their forces to depart.

It would take some time for everyone to arrive and gather together under the shelter of House Vitniryx.

But in the meantime, Lucian instead focused on his personal development to gain a small sense of freedom from his infant form.

He started to crawl through tensing of certain bodily parts to stimulate specific muscle which predominantly remained inactive until a later time in the natural body growth.

Fortunately, Lucian's body was heavily modified through his genes and physique, which largely assisted his sudden growth and increase of muscular strength and control.

In the short span of a few weeks, Lucian began to move around his room at a decent pace, crawling and rolling around while training his grip to gain some dexterity to grab a hold of items without fumbling.

This led to a variety of objects being sent to the Eternal Dimensional Realm for analysis, which at times added new wealth of information and data to the Hidden World, improving its value and strengths.

The kitchen became a cherished stalking ground for Lucian's grubby hands, seizing grains, fruits, and vegetables littered around the floor.

During one of the escapes during broad daylight, Lucian discovered flour and bread in the bakery he'd escaped to, only for Guards to find him just seconds after a bucket of milk disappeared along with some flour and newly arrived grains.

The bucket of milk found itself back in the bakery several hours later with a little extra packed into it mysteriously.

Similarly, the flour and bag of grains changed in mysterious ways, though not bad in any shape or form for those who'd consume the final product made from the produce.

It became evident in the morning when people broke fast with bread and milk in some cases that they masses found themselves heavily energised to new levels.

Others found their health issues easing and some found their skin and strength increasing like never before.

Nobody knew what to think that day, as the reports continued to pile up on Alexios's desk with questions regarding the sudden uplifting energy around the whole castle.

Lucian caught onto the news from hearing his father reading the reports and grumbling that there shouldn't be joyous moods but rather fearing and vigilant eyes checking the whole keep and port town for intrusions.

Alexios wasn't considering the benefit brought to his people, but the method how the food in his keep was changed without his knowing or that of anyone else.

After experiencing countless lifetimes of trials, Lucian couldn't help but chuckle after witnessing his father's anger and understanding of the danger his actions posed.

Lucian honestly didn't know the Eternal Dimensional Realm would somewhat improve the quality of the produce he stole from the kitchen, since the materials they were contained in also became effected.

The metal and wood slightly warped around the wooden frame of the bucket fused into a singular piece, through the influence of the Eternal Dimensional Realm and its capabilities, making it rustproof, tempered and even capable of self-replenishing milk to an extent.

The bags containing the grains and flour were interwoven to a grander extent, changing the material contexture into strong and flexible sort, catching the eyes throughout the kitchen.

Not wanting to raise any further alarms, Lucian stayed off his trips to the kitchen, but it never stopped his inquisitive side to explore.

While moving items found in the castle, back and forth between the Eternal Dimensional Realm, Lucian eventually noticed the craftsmanship of certain objects made from wood and iron developed more artistically.

Intricate detail and quality craftsmanship made simple items like wood iron mugs became rather interesting pieces to possibly showcase or use by oneself.

Their construction appeared stronger too, but within reason and naturally following the pathway of the crafting style utilised.

Lucian understood it was a natural function of the Eternal Dimensional Realm, with various restrictions because forged steel couldn't currently be affected by the System.

During one of his crawling journeys, Lucian found a broken shield on the floor in one of the many halls of the castle, which displayed personal products of various Lords and Ladies who left their mark on the world and Shadows Claw.

Having committed plenty of 'heists' up until now, Lucian quickly vanished the shield into the Realm before removing it after the analysis finished and the data became part of the Hidden World.

The shield returned to its position, displayed properly, as one could as a fast-growing infant, but only after inspecting the object.

To his surprise, the System recognised various different materials used in its creation, like Weirwood and its sap to ensure the various layers of the shield kept together.

Forged steel, silver, and even leather of an unknown beast native to the Isle of the Shadows Claw bound the shield together in a unique method Lucian wasn't aware of previously, even as a blacksmith whose travelled through eternity.

With the help of the Eternal Dimensional Realm's analysis, the data garnered from the materials used in the creation of the shield were now a part of the Hidden World.

His interest fell on the Dwarf Ox, whose leather was incorporated into the shield, and surprisingly held up against a number of heavy blows to not tear apart or crumble over time.

But after its visit into the Eternal Dimensional Realm, the shield easily found itself back in peak condition, with some improvements too.

This included the leather being reformed to weld itself with the different materials utilised in the creation of the shield.

Part of the metal materials used in the shield were also strength, as if they became tough and light as steel layered between the leather and wood.

While curious to test out the ability of the shield, Lucian was well aware his lack of age and ability to move freely without having to run away wouldn't give him the freedom to check the extent of the shield's development.

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Instead, Lucian spoke with Theriena to confirm his hypothesis about the Hidden World bound to his soul, which outgrew the original Eternal Dimensional Realm he created eons ago in another lifetime.

They concluded through the influence of the Gods of Existence, the Eternal Dimensional Realm could improve the constitution of creatures, and beasts, including plants and crops, when new resources and attributes would enter the Hidden World and undergo analysis.

So far, the Eternal Dimensional Realm already wields the animal kingdom of Earth, much to the delight of the Heir of the Shadows Claw, however he rather appreciated the evolved creatures above their baseborn cousins.

The leather from the unknown creature used as part of the shield turned out to be called a Dwarf Ox, a domesticated animal from the North of Westeros, though it was believed to be extinct after being butchered for its exquisite meat and leather.

Theriena informed Lucian the leather improved the health and quality of the other Ox's littered across the Hidden World to be stronger, including the adaption of certain characteristics from the Dwarf Ox.

Other creatures, beasts, and animals similar to Dwarf Ox's gained certain strengths and abilities, far too different than their original form to be considered their normal self anymore.

Though Lucian wasn't bothered by this news because Theriena stated the animals will be capable of producing milk, meat, fur, and leather far different and tougher than they'd ever worked with.

It was at this moment Lucian finally understood the Eternal Dimensional Realm continued to improve the base form of resources and materials to create evolved forms for the Host's use.

While the original form or source remained, it wasn't as valuable as the evolved goods, but Lucian figured that wasn't the right way to consider the original form resources.

Rather he wanted to sell those to the masses, while ensuring the evolved goods stayed with him, Shadows Claw, and her allies.

A solid point Lucian thought of was leather armour, including its production which could be improved, especially with stronger and durable leather sources now available straight from the Hidden World.

Part of the plan included the farming and domestication of beasts and animals from the Eternal Dimensional Realm, gifting tanners and butchers plenty of opportunities for experience.

While it would affect the ability of hunters going out into the woods to catch animals, Lucian already considered establishing hunting zones in certain woods to aid various Houses of the North in their business endeavours and to not end up causing the extinction of a specific animal or creature.

Meat, leather, and other pieces of the creatures wouldn't be enough to sustain the Northern Realms economy, so the widespread use and production of long-term goods were necessary for certain Houses to not only fill their coffers but improve the livelihood of the smallfolks.

Fortunately, Lucian's discussions with Theriena eventually led to the possibility of interference in Northern politics and games through his father, Alexios, to enact a number of plans that'd safeguard many points of interest for the Shadow Claws Heir.

Lucian came to realise basic necessities such as a fixed source of clean water couldn't be achieved in the North, so instead of aiming for large achievements, the most basic ones were rather the most significant ones in the hearts and minds of the masses.

However, for clean water to be accessible by all in the North wouldn't be so easy nor would it be cheap, and Lucian wasn't willing to commit most of his time and effort to such a big project right away.

Instead, food supply across the North to as many villages, towns, and keeps of Lords was more important, as stated by Theriena during their mental discussions with one another.

According to the Old Nan Lehirai, winter was on its way and in the minds of the masses, this winter had the tell-tale signs of being far more dangerous than previous winters in recent times.

Lucian overheard the conversation between Old Nan Lehirai and his father, Alexios, so they could prepare Shadows Claw to hoard food and grains, which could possibly last for several years if not more for the worst-case scenarios.

Going off snippets of information Lucian had on the world of 'A Song of Ice and Fire', the winter before Roberts Rebellion caused Rickard Stark to strain his relationship with House Ryswell and his own children due to a great deal of deaths across the Northern Realm because of the icy cold nights and winds.

His attention wasn't on the children but rather the fate of his people, to which several decisions were made that brought upon the chaos leading to the rebellion.

Lucian and Theriena agreed that in order to save the north from unnecessary deaths and stress, food production within the Eternal Dimensional Realm needed to increase so they could meet the demands of the entire Northern Realm of Westeros.

They planned to make several purchases from the System Store to allow their produce to reach the north, but before they even got to that stage, their plans regarding the land of winter soon had to be altered.

Old friends of the Shadows Claw and more specifically, House Vitniryx, arrived at the Port of Panthera, leaving the Castle bustling and the young heir utterly excited at the prospect to meet nobles of Westeros.

Sadly, Lucian wasn't allowed to leave the Castle at the orders of his father, but it didn't matter to the young heir as the guests of House Vitniryx arrived by midday, with plenty of people in tow.

The leading banner of the party had a green lobster on a silvery field, wielding a black spear made through its claws.

Lucian couldn't help but chuckle, but to those around him and the young nursemaid who now carried him, the young Lord was excited to meet their guests.

None seemed to notice over their collective laughter that Lucian became silent when the bannermen arrived in the courtyard of the Castle, showcasing the fully glory of the green lobster's strength and power through their body masses alone.

Each man and woman appeared like giants to Lucian of the green lobster appeared fairly tall, muscular, and outright deadly.

They all possessed dark, cold, and yet rested expressions, which quickly was replaced with relief as they entered the courtyard.

Many of those serving under the banner of the green lobster sighed and laughed as they dropped various chest and wooden crates on the ground from the driven carriages.

Even then, their large body frames exuded a natural aura of tempered might and will, that ignited a weird excitement in the eyes of the Knights and Guards of House Vitniryx, who were seething to challenge members of the guest's party in various bouts.

It was obvious to all who took a moment to sense the atmosphere in the courtyard of the Castle, since every second Knight or Guard of House Vitniryx grinned at their counterpart in the guest's party.

There would no doubt be a pissing match between the fighting forces of the Shadows Claw and her guests.

But Lucian's main concern about the green lobster's rather became their connection to his father, as the banner represented House Magnar of Skagos, notoriously known to exclude themselves from the Northern Realm and their matters.

He didn't have to wait long as one of his personal Guards brought him from inside the keep to outside in the courtyard, only for a giant man dressed in dark leather and bear fur cloak, to thunder over to him.

The giant man stopped only for a moment, during which Lucian saw the deep emerald pupils of the man, combined with a palish skin tone and dark brown hair, but it mattered not, as the person in question appeared rather upset for a second, just to smile right after.

Grabbing a hold of Lucian from the nursemaid who slightly bowed at the giant man, the man of House Magnar boomed loud enough for everyone in the courtyard to hear, "Fuck me silly, can't believe the Prickly Shadow made us a nephew lads!

Come check him out, you can fuck around with your things later, boys."

Lucian's mind reeled back at the possible knowledge his father was known to some as the Prickly Shadow, a laughable moniker for a Lord whose wrath couldn't be matched unless they were blood.

Soon those thoughts washed away as two other hulking figures approached the first giant man of House Magnar, only for their stoic faces to lose out on the starry-eyed passion each of the men displayed.

"Fucken hell, the Prickly cunt of a Shadow's arse got a wee thing of his own.

Good on ya, Auggie!" shouted the man with the sigil of a driftwood tree, bare and brown, on pale green, signifying House Stane.

'Well, well well, is this interesting Young Lucian.

Your farther appears to be well versed with two Skagosi Noble Houses…

Should I be the first to say, how damn lucky you are?' commented Theriena with a laugh that reverberated through Lucian's mind.

She knew better than any other being that Lucian wished to prepare ahead of time for the events that were to occur across Westeros and Essos.

Skagos came up several times during their plans to build a merchant group to operate across the two continents without needing to force the hands of the locals to obey their plans.

The islands were set out to become seaside cities and ship manufacturing ports, but since House Magnar and Stane were allies with House Vitniryx, their plans needed to be changed.

Yet the final blade to their original plans and cementation of a whole new path for the Skagosi islands came in the form of ply flames of red and black, House Crowl.

"Oh please, this is Yilma's brood through and through.

You can tell from those steely blue eyes that he's a True son of the First Men Beyond the Wall." proudly stated the giant man of House Crowl, whose own eyes sparked a steely ice blue, but didn't contain their fiery violets and shadowy flames Lucian's own were surrounded by.

'"Aye."' The other two giants of House Magnar and Stane sombrely replied to the giant of House Crowl, who'd snatched Lucian into his own bulking hands.

"Make her proud, Young Shadow of the North…" whispered the giant of House Crowl for only Lucian to hear, even if he didn't believe the child would understand yet the sharp and curious eyes of the babe made the giant wonder.

For a second, the giant of House Crowl believed the child of Yilma was far more aware of his surroundings than any other child his age.

Not wanting to say his thoughts aloud, the giant smiled at Lucian in his arms and planted a gentle kiss on his forehead before passing the babe over to the nursemaid close by, as Alexios rushed into the courtyard.

"You fuckers better know I'm not paying for the mess you bastards have left at the tavern near the port." Proclaimed Alexios loud enough for everyone to hear his threat to the noblemen of Skagos, and their party members, who started to laugh aloud just as their Lords.

The thunderous laughter rang out through the courtyard, leading to the Guards and Knights of House Vitniryx joining in.

Eventually Alexios joined in as well, just as the personal steward to the Lord of the Keep arrived with bread, salt, and mead.

"HAHAHA!

Come you fucking fools and dine on some bread, salt, and mead.

The Land of the North's Shadow welcomes you under our protection.

May the Old Gods and First Men be my witness."

"Haha Auggie even if you didn't give us bread and salt, we know we're always welcome here.

After all, we won't forget the days of our fosterage." Laughed the giant of House Stane, who stroked his growing dark honey brown bread, stretching a couple inches parts his chin.

The other two Lords of Skagos agreed with their brethren, and cheerfully replied, "Aye" before moving to clash arms and shoulders of their host, who couldn't help but brighten up in the presence of the Skagosi.

From their interaction, Lucian guessed the four considered each other brothers, all but in name and blood, which would have formed from a young age and continued on to their current age.

Not sure if he should call his grandfather a madman or genius, but Lucian figured it was a brilliant move politically to foster the sons of Skagos nobility, as it would draw on their savage strength and ability in dire times, but that wasn't ever the case.

Eventually Lucian would come to learn of the true extent of the legendary cooperation and friendship between the Isles of the Shadows Claw and Skagos that even some Starks feared for a time, only for it to become their greatest weapon.

Soon, Lucian followed his father, known to the Skagosi Lords as Auggie, into his Solarium with the Lords, who had specialised chairs for their own use, brought well ahead into the room as to not waste time.

Simple but meaningful gestures such as larger chairs for the guest goes a long way, especially in the case of those considered sworn brothers, but it wasn't all that Lucian noticed as he entered the room and laid in his father's arms.

Instead, the food brought to the table for all to enjoy and dine on during the private meeting wasn't offered at all by Lords, because the Solarium were known to hold private discussions and deals between Lords, sons, and others deemed fit.

A room in each keep that every Lord and Lady cherished, so for food to be present and mead, it told the guests there was mutual respect, love, and trust in the walls of the Solarium.

"Come brothers, we have much to discuss as I've learnt Maester Walys has provided 'good' council to our Lord Stark…

Such great council that the Grey Rat dared to send me a raven on his Lord's behalf, daring to break the bond and oaths of old.

He's overstepped the authority given to his rank and its high time the Stark of Winterfell understands this… fucking grey cunt needs to leave and the Old Ways and Customs must return

The Starks need to remember the pride and power of the Crown of Winter."

Laying in his father's arms, Lucian sensed the wrath building up in his father, while it spurned the Skagosi Lords, with each man tightly gripping the arm rests of their marvellously carved CedarOak Tree.

The wood didn't splinter or crack, but contorted slightly and screeched, much to Lucian's dislike but it mattered not as his father continued.

"That isn't all.

Those in service to the North's Shadow have learnt the young heir to Dreadfort has taken up the old ways of his ancestors and father.

Several young men who've wrong the Lord in one or another have disappeared, while a few young women have been found dead several weeks after disappearing from Dreadfort, but nothing ties them to either father or son for now.

Only good news we have front that damn Keep speaks of a healthy second son, who distanced himself from the practises of the Red Kings."

"Those cunts from the dreary Dreadfort should be gutted and dead in the fucking snow, but those damn Targaryen's and their Blood Oaths." Cursed the Lord Goren from House Magnar, only to reach out for some ale.

Lord Oryn from House Stane gritted his teeth at the mention of Blood Magic, going forth to say "Goren's words ring true, if those Dragon cunts didn't force Torrhen Stark's hand, the North would be far better off.

The King thought about the lives of his soldiers and those back in the North… but it only brought us further war, injustice, dishonour, and disgust from the other Kingdoms of Westeros who already saw as barbarians.

Our only sense of justice and victory came with the Company of the Rose, and even so… it's a hollow victory of peace that binds many of our people outside of their homeland."

Out of the three Lords from Skagos, the bitterness in the voice of Lord Crowl was the loudest, "Ever since those Red Cunts raided the Skagosi villages to pillage and capture our people for their keep… they've become our sworn enemies…

If anything is to happen with House Bolton and their bloodline, my people will be at the front, skinning those cunts alive!

We'll flay them like Prince Kratius Torr of House Vitniryx flayed the Red King Ryen Bolton for his dishonour and torture of the Stark Princess.

The bastard even had the balls to wear her skin as a cloak for fucks sake…

Thank the Old Gods Prince Kratius ended his miserable life just as horribly, reminding Dreadfort the North Remembers… and their Shadows always prowling."

Slamming his first on the arm rest, Lord Crowl brought the room to a silent holt with all the attention of himself, before it reverted back to Alexios.

Leaning back slightly, with a drink in hand, Alexios said, "While I want nothing more than the end of the Bolton's, it won't be possible with Rogar, the current Lord of Dreadfort alive.

He's rather aware of the Old Ways and Oaths of the North, though his son is neglecting those studies from the Maester, since he doesn't trust the Grey Rats.

Probably the only point I've ever agreed with Heir Roose Bolton.

His second son on the other hand has potential to become an ally, since he hates how his father and brother behave, breaking the Laws of First Men and the North.

He may possibly head to Wintercity and study the path of a Skaelor, removing himself from their influence.

But as you say, Karhen, when the time comes for the end of House Bolton, I shall call on House Crowl."

Karhen Crowl could only nod back as thanks since his anger hadn't lessened when told there would be an eventual attack on the Red King lineage.

He even started to include the second son in his possible long-term plans for a marriage into House Bolton, if reasonable.

As the Lord and son of House Crowl, Karhen learnt a great deal about House Bolton and their actions before the arrival of Dragons to Westeros.

Red Kings of the North, known to all as House Bolton were capable of truly heinous crimes such as skinning and flaying their enemies alive.

Rape and murder were a pass time for the Red Kings, which eventually led them to attack the Skagosi just to capture as many people as possible, before the Lords and Clans became aware of the attacks.

Plenty of villages inland and seas side saw their end at the hands of the Bolton Navy which ended up as forfeit for the Starks to collect as justice for the heinous crimes.

Sadly, the ships were burnt and at the bottom of the sea before they arrived at Skagos, leading to hate fuelling between certain Houses of the Northern Realm and Skagos.

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Lucian knew very little about the history concerning the whole Northern Realm, since his knowledge on the world came largely from what he'd heard from birth and the knowledge from Earth, his originally homeworld.

The System had warned him that the world of Planetos would differ from what he knew from the books and television show, but with the inclusion of the Shadows of the North, it was bound to change the dynamics of the Northern Realm, and probably Westeros as a whole.

He wasn't wrong, but those factors wouldn't come into play for quite some time, because Lucian, for the time being, was bound to the Palm Island of the Shadows Claw.

But not those around him, and Lucian's father seemed to have his own ideas regarding the future ahead.

"To make sure the removal of the Bolton's is possible and led by House Stark, Skagos needs to take on duties and roles they've never been given or awarded in the past, and fall under order of House Stark, as per the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, the North, and the Old Ways.

I know the lands under the control of your Houses are well in your grasp but those taken over by the cannibal freefolk clans must be dealt with immediately.

Even the Vassal Houses who dared to associate with those freaks of nature must perish or come to order under your rule, my brothers.

We can start making the most of Skagos islands and once more utilise its connection with Essos cities and Ibben.

It might not appear like I've included the north, but trade with the east will increase your bond to the realm of winter and her forces abroad like the Company of the Rose and Wolf-pack.

Therefore, I wanted to propose the warriors of the Shadows Claw journey to Skagos and aiding your local war over the lands, after which they will return and another contingent of warriors will be sent over to replace them.

Only when we have a port with the ability to produce ships for the voyage to Essos and back, we can start developing a private militia to support out merchants and the two Northern Realm mercenary companies.

Slowly, but surely, we will begin to improve the realm of winter's ability to survive harsher climates when the cold becomes unbearable."

Alexios's comments left the Lords of Skagos and Lucian stunned by the sheer boldness of the idea even if it sounded quite difficult to achieve within a short timeframe.

The first to reply after a couple moments was Lord Oryn Stane, though it was clear his mind hadn't fully processed the bold ideas of the Shadow that stalks over the North.

"This all sounds great, but do you honestly believe we can move without the eyes and ears of the Small Council being alerted?

I wouldn't be surprised if the Citadel chose to interfere their rule in our actions if they learnt we moved away from the North and actually bothered to trade.

But even if our trading doesn't reach their ears, the creation of a new mercenary company formed through northern men would alert the whole of Westeros through their damn spies.

Even then, we need to convince Lord Stark that we aren't about to rebel like our forefathers from eons ago.

So, tell me, Auggie, how do you plan to deal with the potential threats that will hold us down from taking any sort of action regarding this… idea…?"

Oryn held back most of his scorn for Alexios in the moment, because it appeared like Skagos was risking everything, while the Isle of the Shadows Claw remained utterly silent like always.

Having established a small intelligence network littered across the Northern Realm, Oryn knew the Shadow of the North was never spoken of aloud by the Lords and Ladies across the land of winter.

Truly, only a handful of Houses bothered to keep themselves aware of another Great House in the North, who existed long before the first King from the House Dustin lineage led the First Men to the Northern Realm.

Oryn couldn't believe how far Maesters of the Citadel went to remove the knowledge of a Great House, one greatly feared and beloved by the smallfolk across the north.

Maesters taught the north to consider part of their history moot, but it wasn't entirely possible with the smallfolks who still remembered the tales of Shadow Panthers roaming the lands, stalking their preys beside Direwolves.

As Lord of House Stane, Oryn came to learn of House Vitniryx through his lessons as a child, which made them appear as a hidden element of northern strength.

For a time, Oryn believed it was all false and tall tales, but once he arrived on the Shadows Claw for fosterage, the Skagosi Lord understood the House of Shadows stood bold enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Starks.

Unfortunately, that event hadn't occurred for quite some time, and in all honesty, Oryn didn't believe his own generation would see it happen.

Maybe the next, but certainly not his own unless something drastic occurred on the mainland.

And for some reason or another, he felt those thoughts rung true, but not because of Alexios's plan, so Oryn wasn't willing to easily believe his sworn brother sadly, though the guilt didn't last long.

Alexios knew his words wouldn't simply change the tide that moved the North to follow the same rivers flowing through its lands.

To force change, to make the river move from its frozen path of stagnation, Alexios realised the homeland of his ancestry needed to become stronger.

Not just in the physical sense, but more so financially and reliability on the lands that provided for even their forefathers.

"Oryn, your words ring true.

Aye, that is for certain, but you're missing one key factor…" before Alexios could provide the answer, Goren interrupted.

"Military strength… and food production.

You'll bring wealth to the north through military strength to protect its borders, which it sorely requires to become independent from the other realms.

One way or another, Essos will become the playground for the military to grow and seize land in favour of the north and her requirements for crops." The Lord of the Shadows Claw nodded in agreement with Goren Magnar, though it wasn't the complete answer.

"Military strength is only part of what House Vitniryx will return to the north, but it isn't the only support our beloved homeland requires.

You are right about my desire to employ Essos in gaining crops, it will not be easily possible without causing the Small Council to worry… so we must work without anyone being the wiser… and inject our men into the region with none the wiser.

Right now, we need tradesmen with experience and skill to improve the situation of the masses, moving our smallfolk into established homes which can survive the harshest of climates.

But more so, the north requires families willing to try their hand at toiling the fields and cold lands in the hopes of creating their own legacy, whatever that may be.

I thought it would be wise if we bought slaves, with the purpose of freeing them upon arrival in Westeros.

While we will essentially provide wealth to the slavers, we're able to improve our network across the Narrow Sea and possibly change the status quo for our benefit.

It'll be difficult, no doubt, but House Vitniryx will fund these endeavours from our own coffers, as I'm willing to stake the strength of my House on this plan."

That in its lonesome cause the Skagosi Lords to believe in the validity of Alexios's madness, even when they thought the potential outcome could lead to death or worse, an existence of meaningless torture and suffering.

Lucian didn't know how he should feel regarding the plans his father started to relay aloud, leaving the heir of House Vitniryx stunned.

As the meeting continued in the Solarium, Alexios delved deeper into his plans, such as the transport of furs, wood, and stone to the cities of Essos.

Certain resources unavailable across the Narrow Sea would bring great wealth to the coffers of the north but most materials required the express permission of Lord Stark to begin harvesting in large quantities.

Lords across the Northern Realm needed to provide their resources to the merchants of Skagos to sell in Essos, which became a point of contention between the Skagosi Lords and Alexios, with the argument focused on the types of materials being sold.

Wood, such as Ironwood, possessed a number of qualities which made it valued on the market, even if it was difficult to craft.

It could very well sell but its harvest and transport were nothing short of costly since other sources of wood could be bought at much cheaper prices.

Heartswood similarly costed a great deal to harvest and transport, which led to cheaper alternatives on the market being sold, but Alexios planned for forestry to aid this endeavour to make it less costly in regards to manual labour.

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Unfortunately, Lucian couldn't stay longer and listen to the solution discussed in the Solarium, as his feeble body gave into exhaustion.

His father called for a nursemaid at the first signs of fluttering eyes, leaving the saddened Lucian with only one companion to keep his mind busy for now, Theriena.

Two months had passed since the Summoning Square became active and spawned the first citizens of the Eternal Dimensional Realm into existence.

Furthermore, they came to build and explore the Hidden World with unbelievable efficiency and effectiveness that the town became known as Eden.

The vast gardens and vines with natural plants capable of glowing in the darkness to provide light had brought above the name, Eden, as it became the place of rebirth for all.

Built to resemble aspects from the renaissance, medieval, and modern periods through Theriena's influence on the design and layout of the town, slowly began forming into a grand city unlike anything witnessed or seen across Westeros and Essos.

Magic greatly helped increase the speed at which the town grew to expand with new businesses, production facilities, and residential properties rose to deal with the ever-growing populous.

It largely survived on the harvestable periods of the fields that saw massive amounts of crops being stored away into the System Inventory to preserve, if not for later consumption by the community.

Lucian knew the System Inventory became a storage option Theriena exploited a great deal, but he wasn't concerned with the matter since the surplus food made his plans easier when travelling beyond the Wall in the future.

Yet its use would do wonders in the present if Lucian could somehow present the crops to his father without having to show evidence of the source.

Those thoughts soon drowned out of his mind, as Theriena relayed images and knowledge of Eden's latest developments.

Wizards and Witches were heavily communicating with various craftsmen to find practical means to improve their control and magical strength, as more began to notice a tempering of their Magiks.

For a certain number of Wizards and Witches who were reborn from a more modern era, began to educate others on elements vastly unknown to many such as clear glass, preserving food, hygiene and much more.

It might not appear like much, but the few modern families and those from the renaissance period brought many unique characteristics to Eden.

Entertainment, through Theriena's assistance, saw the introduction of physical sports, indoor bar games like pool, darts, table tennis, and most of all board games.

A whole district of Eden focused on the production and development of entertainment, not just for the society of the Hidden World, but to one day proliferate across Planetos.

Becoming aware of the large strides of research in entertainment, when Theriena sent large sums of information directly into Lucian's mind, a decision needed to be made regarding other fields like medicine, espionage, and warfare, which needed their own research divisions.

Taking a moment for himself to think clearly, Lucian decided to finally utilise a gift provided by the System earlier on.

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*Ding*

[Five Heroes Spawn Cards utilised!]

[Heroes Spawning within Eternal Dimensional Realm – Currently confined to Realm: 3 months remaining]

[For Honor – Warden – Knight (Eamond) – Spawned!] [Level: 01]

[For Honor – Warmonger – Knight (Warwyck) – Spawned!] [Level: 01]

[For Honor – Lawbringer – Knight (Leroy)– Spawned!] [Level: 01]

[Assassins Creed – Ezio Auditore da Firenze – Assassin Grandmaester – Spawned!] [Level: 01]

[Harry Potter's Wizarding World – Legacy Artificer – Wizard (Invictus Peverell) – Spawned!] [Level: 01]

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*Ding*

[Legacy Artificer – Wizard (Invictus Peverell) confined to the Eternal Dimensional Realm indefinitely due to Personal and Familial Magiks bound to Hero]

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*Ding*

[Introduction of Hero Genealogy into Eternal Dimensional Realm has minutely increased potential of Summoning Square to spawn Heroes or their variants!]

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*Ding*

[Host/Guardian Spirit can manage and instruct the Heroes within the Eternal Dimensional Realm as they are equipped with a modified System for their own use]

[Heroes can contribute System Credits through exploration of the Hidden World, so do make the most of their time in the Realm, dear Host!]

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Within the Hidden World, a group of five appeared on the path to the growing town known as Eden.

Neither bothered to stop and focus on one another with their attention on the unfamiliar environment.

"The air… its different… like there is…," The strong foreign accent of the hooded man in largely white robes, with splashes of red, black, and gold through fabrics and armour said aloud, only for another to finish his thoughts.

"Magic." Came from the mouth of a hulking Warden known to a few as Eamond, whose attention moved from the flora to the bustling town in the distance.

Eamond the Warden realised he wasn't on Heathmoor anymore but instead a new world, much too different from the bloodshed and warfare of his homeworld.

For a moment, he thought about peace, yet the will of a Warden is strengthened by their duty, and as such, Eamond focused on his resolve to maintain the order if peace had been achieved in this world.

Similarly, the other Knights thought the same, yet Ezio and Invictus remained the outliers, expecting plenty of bloodshed and intrigue to appear in their wake.

Born as a son of House Peverell meant war, pain, suffering, and a strengthening of one's resolve to do whatever necessary to survive and keep the bloodline alive.

Invictus knew this better than anyone because his own lineage saw the end of House Peverell, with his only daughter marrying into House Pottarius.

He always believed the tales and legends concerning House Peverell to be Heralds of Death or its Master, so the environment dense with magical energy puzzled the Wizard who expected Death's grip to guide him through the afterlife.

Ezio, like Invictus, thought of a possibility that his time for rest had come, and he had entered Heaven, but a lifetime of experience told him there was another journey and crisis just around the corner, even if it were the afterlife.

Taking measure of the surroundings, the Assassin Grandmaestro first noticed the town in the distance didn't have any sort of wall protecting its boundary.

The Knights were also aware of this fact, as they thought of methods to siege the town in case of conflict, when their eyes fell on the various buildings.

Only the Wizard felt the pulsating energy of magical energy in the environment of the town, with plenty of it leaking off buildings constructed partially by magic.

Curious, the Wizard nearly left the group behind, only to be stopped by a holy golden light that appeared out of thin air to form a fully body figure.

With golden hair to match the light that formed her begin moments earlier, and piercing amethyst eyes, brought answers to the Heroes who were rather lost in her majesty.

"Welcome Heroes to the Eternal Dimensional Realm…

I am Theriena, the Guardian Spirit to this world, and its overseer until my Master can take on a greater role.

Even so, he has summoned you five to this world in his favour…

Of course, he doesn't wish to force your hand to aid in his plight, so the hope is you can settle and make some sort of life here for yourselves."

The four Heroes were lost momentarily in the beauty and curvaceous body of the Guardian Spirit, before a spine-tingling pain cut through their minds.

It didn't last long, yet as the pain settled, each of the Heroes realised their minds were flooded with foreign information not of their original homeworld's.

Westeros, Essos, White Walkers, Dragons, and other such subject points came to the forefront of their minds, which only fuelled their confusion regarding the current situation.

Funnily enough, Theriena wasn't ill prepared with men and women of Eden heading over to aid the Heroes to their new home.

Each of them was given 24 hours to explore and understand their environment, which they largely spent together, walking through Eden.

"Cavaliere d'acciaio…" (Steel Knight in Italian)

Eamond the Warden, the closest walking beside Ezio gruffly replied, "Hmm?", since his eyes were on a food stall that made meaty and cheesy sandwiches.

For some unknown reason, Eamond easily understood Ezio's Italian, but his hunger had taken his interest on the topic of languages away in a heartbeat after the delectable smells wafted into his path.

Dragging along the group to the stand without uttering a sound, Eamond soon heard Ezio talking to him, though only after they snacked on the sandwiches.

"I've noticed a few odd differences from my past.

Just the fact we weren't charged for the food is quite alarming, so I'm wondering… what have you Knights found odd?" Ezio didn't direct his attention towards Invictus, who he believed was an Assassin.

The black cloak made up largely of scales on the exterior drew Ezio's fashionable senses, but the remaining dark attire with its tight and comfortable custom fit meant the man lived a dark and tough life.

For now, Ezio didn't bother to ask the dark cloak and hooded man about his past or possible connection to the Creed, so his attention fell on the three accompanying Knights.

Yet Eamond wasn't the one who replied to Ezio's question but instead Warwyck.

"Other than the fact my mind is being flooded with images of a world known as Planetos, where the fight for a hideous throne has practically ended the bloodlines of God knows how many different Noble Houses… I haven't bothered by myself too much in the calm surroundings.

However, I am sure of one thing… this isn't Planetos, but a world connected to that raging shitstorm of 'chivalry' warfare." Scowling heavily, Warwyck's mind replayed images of House Tallbeck and House Reyne suffering a terrible end that went against his code of conduct.

A part of him wanted to find the Lion of Casterly Rock, but figured it was rather brash, since their would-be repercussions across the whole of Westeros.

And even if it were possible to kill without any fallback, Warwyck somehow knew it was impossible for him to leave the Eternal Dimensional Realm for Westeros, so he brooded while eating stacks of freshly made sandwiches.

"Besides the new memories…" awkwardly laughed Leroy, punching Warwyck lightly in the side, "I've come to learn this town is known as Eden, because it's the place of rebirth...

That isn't all, the large Lord's square, or town centre somehow summons around 400 people into the Eternal Dimensional Realm, who end up becoming part of Eden."

"But everyone contributes to society, in one way or another.

Craftsmen are joining various workshops around Eden to provide their labour in building the town further, but also developing projects like the cheap insulated homes with fireplaces.

I believe they are working on such ideas to aid the Smallfolks of Westeros, who struggled to survive most days under the eyes of pompous nobility." Invictus remained calm and impartial as he spoke, only to trip on the last few words.

Having lived through an era where nobility caused wars like it were a chore, Invictus didn't think too highly of the highborn society which prayed on the weak and poor.

During his past lifetime, Invictus ruled over the lands around Castle Peverell, and proudly educated the commoners to become craftsmen in their own right.

Taught techniques with minimal magical elements and the incorporation of Mundane developments in various fields aided the commoners to create their own legacies pertaining to laboured crafting.

Unfortunately, this drew the attention of certain Wizarding Clans and Families who wanted the knowledge and Familial Magiks of House Peverell for themselves, but the marriage of his daughter with House Pottarius helped saved their end… for a time.

Sitting around a bench table, crafting without magic involved in the production, Invictus barely moved his right hand under the table to cast a few different charms.

He didn't want anyone to hear what they were talking about, especially in the open space dining area that everyone could utilise freely.

Most people would grab food from the stalls and kitchens before heading to the open space dining area to eat leisurely.

The Heroes noted those who came to eat in the dining area were largely working in the district or nearby of Eden and came to relax during their breaks.

Tea, coffee, and other fresh beverages were available for everyone to enjoy from the counters set up around the dining area.

The park like atmosphere integrated with a garden helped lessen stress on the minds of many who came to the dining area.

To their surprise, within 20 minutes of them dining, over three hundred people came to eat and rest for a time, before returning to their tasks.

This eventually led to the Heroes splitting up and following different people from the dining area to their place of work.

For the Wizard and Assassin, the task wasn't even a hassle, as one used magic to hide their presence, while the other used their wealth of experience and skills to blend into the bustling environment.

The Knights on the other hand were tall and giant muscular figures who easily attracted plenty of attention, but they ended up following certain figures who more than happily decided to give them a Knightly 'welcome'.

Ezio followed two men to a large forge with room for several dozen blacksmiths, as they discussed production plans of certain weapons and armour to fulfil the orders of the scouting parties tasked with exploring the Hidden World.

Upon hearing of a scouting party, Ezio searched for their possible location around Eden until he learnt of the Eden Guild, a building dedicated to a few different fields of administration.

From a cursory inspection, Ezio learnt the Eden Guild managed the scouts who went out into the unexplored regions of the Eternal Dimensional Realm, with varied means of success.

Just as he entered the grand Eden Guild, a building going through renovations, Ezio heard a scouting party discussing their recent discovery with others.

"So, after three days out in the regions beyond the forked road leading past the mining town beside the lake, we came across a few different creatures none of us knew, expect our Wizards and Witches.

According to them, the creatures were known as Demiguise's, considered peaceful, herbivorous magical beast's that could make themselves invisible and tell the future, making them very difficult to catch.

Thankfully Lady Theriena spoke on our behalf and easily communicated cooperation with the creatures, who gave us their hair, though it's known for its magical properties, that I am unaware of to be honest."

Choosing not to wait around any further, and more focused on exploring the guild, Ezio left the common area, elsewhere Invictus found himself watching wizards and witches working side by side with mundanes, toiling at a field of crops.

A number of wizards and witches ploughed the fields with their wands in hand, including a gifted few who utilised their non-dominate hand to wield wandless magic.

Those who were mundane, either collected the crops harvested through the aid of magic and transported them to a storage warehouse, or they managed the fertilisation and watering of the crops, ensuring any oddities were noted and identified.

They also worked together to manage the creatures, beasts, and animals capable of being farmed for the benefit of Eden, and its society.

Weirdly enough, Invictus received a slight shock after coming across eggs laid by a Red-Iron Fowl, which were known to have magical properties and hunted into extinction if he remembered correctly.

Before he could even question their existence, Invictus found himself enjoying an omelette made of a Red-Iron Fowl's eggs.

It didn't take long for Invictus to notice a qualitative change in his Magiks, becoming denser than it were before.

There wasn't an exact measure to quantify the improvement, but Invictus sensed the natural magical energy in the surroundings drastically improved the Magiks of a vast majority.

Taking a moment to secure some maroon dyed eggs of the Red-Iron Fowl and left to meet up with the other Heroes at the house they were provided to share for the time being.

But not before further exploration.

Eventually Invictus went home with several other items he found throughout the day, and left them in the kitchen to share with the others.

The residence they were sharing contained a kitchen, plenty of bedrooms with their own bathroom containing a shower and toilet, easily making the place highly comfortable and clean in comparison to others homes they lived in.

Invictus personally loved the shower and toilet set up, which showcased wizardry ingenious to engrave runes into the metalwork for heating and cooling of the water.

Similarly, the toilet had runes pertaining to the filtering of the waste, but since the piping led underneath the floor and away from prying eyes, Invictus couldn't see the work put into their crafting.

Showering, before heading to the kitchen, the Wizard chose to relax after spawning into the Eternal Dimensional Realm the previous day.

For the first time since he arrived, Invictus actually felt at peace and calm enough to enjoy his new environment, even if it was highly foreign to him.

While in the lounge area of the home, Invictus heard the arrival of his companions, each of whom carried various goods they found or were gifted throughout the day.

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"I have to say… Eden is far from a simple village or town, rather it's a society unlike anything I've heard of or could possibly imagine." Firmly stated Invictus after everyone sat down comfortably in the lounge room off the open kitchen.

"And why do you believe so?" asked Warwyck with a sly grin, revealing his pearly white teeth and sparkling light violet eyes.

"I'm a Wizard, gentlemen." With a flick of his wrist, a dark wand appeared, only for Invictus to elegantly swish it through the air to create a series of controlled fireworks.

Not bothering to wait for the others to recover from their mental shock, Invictus went on to say, "And that there… is basic magic used for children or performers, though if your wise and daring enough, it can be utilised offensively.

Anyway, what I mean by Eden's society being unlike anything I've seen relates to the cooperation between those capable of wielding magic and the others who cannot.

My past… the world I came from, wasn't receptive of wizards and witches, leading to many wars, conflicts, genocides, and much more for those with Magiks to isolate themselves from mass society.

In secret, wizards and witches would meet with one another and do business in various spaces of land separated from the awareness of those unable to wield magic, also known as Mundanes.

I can still remember the hate perpetrated by the Mundane community to the youth who displayed their Magiks accidently, causing parents and family members to often kill their child or children, as magic was considered sinful.

Yet Eden breaks itself free from those restrictions of dark history to build a society where the two sides come together to build and manage their hometown.

Truly, I never imagined a day like this might ever be possible…"

Invictus said enough to leave his companions with many more questions than answers, yet they held back for now and reported their own findings, making sure to come back and question their Wizard on magic and its closed society form another world.

"I didn't see anyone wielding magic while at the training field, but we came across an interesting method of training warriors and the sort through something called 'Sports'.

Apparently, it involves physical exertion between two teams vying to win the competition, which is typically set through a form of entertainment.

In this case, they were playing something known as 'Football', that entailed a round ball being kicked around between the two sides, as they try to kick it into the open squares guarded by a member of the teams.

Honestly, I've never experienced physical exhaustion like this since I first started training with a sword." Leroy firmly said, with Eamond and Warwyck confirming their companion's evaluation of their exploration of Eden.

They spoke of their own attempts at playing football, only to find there were plenty of youthful kids who were far more agile and skilled with the sport than they ever imagine.

"Hell, if you were there, you'd have seen Warwyck offering several kids tutoring in the pathway of a Warmonger.

I don't think the kids knew what they were agreeing to, but they appeared determined to make the most of their future training, haha.

Those poor kids will fault, no doubt, under the stress of your training dear friend." Laughed Eamond at his fellow Knight and friend from the past world.

"At least I have recruits willing to tread the path of a Warmonger…" Warwyck's sly comment easily shut Eamond up, who grumbled quietly to himself about 'bad destined fates'.

Ezio and Invictus eyed Warwyck for more information, who quickly relented and explained, "I took a moment away from the game of football to train my sword form, only for a few youngsters to race on over with wooden swords, imitating my actions."

Warwyck paused, remembering moments of joy he'd found back in Heathmoor, only for war to destroy any semblance of peace and unity.

Sighing, the Warmonger Knight, though his voice couldn't hide the pain from the past, "I saw… too much of my past… lost to violence in their eyes.

Not wanting any of them to die unprepared, I decided if we are to remain here, then I shall train them every day and any other who wishes my guidance."

The Knight's words were enough for Ezio, Invictus and the other two Knights to realize their own role as part of Eden could revolve around educating the youth or others alike.

All five sat in silence to mull over what Warwyck had said, with everyone resolved and mentally prepared for a small part of their future to come at the very least.

"So… what have you found, our white robed friend?" cheerfully asked Eamond as a barmaid of the street side bar came over to the table and refilled their wooden mugs of mead and ale.

"Haha, I've found and heard far too much today that I still don't know how to process everything, amico (Friend in Italian)"

Ezio paused for a few seconds so no one was around their table to overhear what he was about to say, though the need for such vigilance became mute rather quickly with Invictus charming the area around them to be muted.

"No one shall hear us through the few spells I've set up around our table." Said Invictus with a finality in his voice that none dared to question.

After all none of them were wizards and capable of wielding magic, so they couldn't do much but agree with Invictus for now.

"Very well, amico…

While moving around Eden, I heard several people mention the Scouting Guild, created to aid those who were tasked with exploring 'This' mysterious place we all happen to find ourselves in.

*Sigh* Honestly, I didn't know what I was searching for, when I chose to ruffle through the guild during daylight, but I've learnt more than enough about our… unique circumstances." With that said, Ezio passed several pieces of different parchment around the table for everyone to read through.

It contained detailed notes Ezio copied by hand for everyone to have their own copy to read while sipping on their preferred choice of liquid substance.

Thankfully, none of the Heroes took large sips of their drinks because the parchments contained startling news for each person seated around the long wooden table.

"… Is all that is written here, true?" asked a stunned and rather serious Leroy the Lawbringer.

"Si… from what I've gathered the guild runs a large portion of the administrative work for Eden, containing precise detailed notes on everyone registered within their walls.

But it lacks the noted analysis of goods found while exploring the lands around Eden, which leads me to a certain story I heard upon my entry into the guild.

Several men and women were listening to another member of the guild who'd recently returned with news of discovery.

They found a creature known as 'Demiguise'," before Ezio could further explain what he knew about the recently discovered beast, Invictus interrupted.

"They are creatures known for their hair, skin, and organs because of their natural affinity with Magiks of the world, gifting Demiguise with abilities such as invisibility, foresight, natural occlumency and legilimency.

The last two I spoke of relate to mental fortitude and mind manipulation… though the creatures don't impose their will on others, rather they are quite closed off from society and friendly if you mean no harm."

"Our Wizard appears to know far more than I about Demiguise, but no matter, it has been rather appreciated, Invictus.

All I had managed to learn about the Demiguise was a proposed settlement nearby to the river where the creatures were found, since they came to agree on a trade of materials.

Fibres of the Demiguise fur, nails, teeth, and other bodily goods, including waste, have been proposed for collection by the guild.

For what reason they are being gathered, I have no clue, but the parchments hopefully shed some light onto this mystery." Ezio said, only for everyone's eyes to widen in surprise.

Their minds were lost dealing with the words written across the parchment, detailing certain new projects being developed not only by the guild but the residents of Eden.

One of the projects noted on the parchment which caught Ezio's eye while scouring through the files of the guild happen to focus on creating various warrior orders for deeper exploration into the land's unknown of the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Several schools, including one focused on Magiks, had been proposed to be built somewhere around Eden or nearby, but the greater focus was on utilizing the fighting force freely available across Eden in a meaningful way.

But the most interesting note on the parchment was of the equipment being make using various parts produced by the creatures and materials discovered.

One item that caught everyone's attention was a possible cloak with invisibility capabilities, though only four of the five Heroes found any true interest in the product.

Invictus on the other hand wanted to laugh out aloud, since he once held their families most prized possessions in his past life until the unfortunate day came when it passed from his hands to the next generation, which happened to be House Pottarius.

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The conversation held by the Heroes wasn't heard by Lucian, though their summoning had caught his attention, leading to long discussions with Theriena.

They agreed specialised schools for various crafts and especially Magiks as the populous increased in the Hidden World.

Theriena wanted to utilise the Heroes, allowing all to find apprentices or even fund the establishment of their Orders from past worlds.

In the case of the Knights, Lucian and Theriena both hoped they would start organising the masses left largely free to do as they pleased.

The training fields and open grounds arena for weapons practice had been largely left unsupervised, with the veteran warriors from past life's being able to instruct the youth.

Those who volunteered up until now had done a decent job in organising loosely formed Knightly Orders, but now that there were three capable Knights from distinguished Orders available, hope for a strong fighting force became sky high.

While aware of the importance of Knightly Orders, Lucian rather focused on the most important factor of any political game, which was intelligence.

No words could stress the importance of a strong network of spies, furthermore during a 'peaceful' period of time, which was leading into war.

Prepared to gift the responsibility on Ezio's shoulders, Lucian knew at the very least those summoned from the Assassin's Creed genealogy already started to organize their former order, reducing a great deal of worry that plagued both Lucian and Theriena.

They were heavily concerned about their reach across the Narrow Sea, as the powers of the Slave Masters and Iron Bank controlled a large portion of information being moved around.

To create their own network of spies, Lucian understood blood would be shed, though he wasn't willing to send inexperienced men and women for such a task.

Rather, someone like Ezio, who could improve the quality of each assassin part of the spy network, would largely reduce the possibility of death befalling their operatives out in the field, while capable of establishing smaller networks in various cities with autonomy.

Theriena expected Invictus to aid Ezio and the Knights with magic, creating various tools, items and equipment for them to utilise, though she wasn't aware of what the only member of House Peverell would forge.

The System already set restrictions in place to stop magic entering Planetos for the time being, which Theriena believed stopped the Red Priests from gaining control over their Magiks, and other magically aware individuals and groups.

She came to the conclusion it wasn't the ripe time to expand magical energy into Planetos through the Eternal Dimensional Realm without serious repercussions later on.

Theriena wasn't knowledgeable about the possible changes magic would have on the grand world of Planetos, but nonetheless, she wasn't willing to try her hand at worldwide manipulation just yet.

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A few days passed since the Heroes were spawned and the Lords of Skagos arrived at Castle Panthera, but a number of new developments had occurred within this short period.

A large number of Noble Lords began to appear every day, from the port and gates leading into the town-city, of which a handful Lucian recognised.

The rest were unknown to the Panthera Heir but he realised many would be introduced by the System, alongside House Vitniryx, though the presence of Houses Frost, Towers, Fishers, Amber, Woodfoot, Flint of Breakstone Hill, Ryder, and Greenwood caught his attention.

Based on the lore of Planetos Lucian understood and learnt from his first life, each of the identified Houses were either extinct by House Stark, through conquest, or Ironborns, much like the end of House Woodfoot.

Taking a second to thank himself for bothering to invest time in learning about the world of 'A Song of Ice and Fire', Lucian in his limited capacity joined his father for the evening meals with the Lords of the Shadows Claw.

Using the short time he would remain in the Great Hall, Lucian heard various talks over numerous topics and points, including the tales of certain Houses who were present amongst the Lords.

The past of House Frost reached Lucian's ears first, which spoke of a war between two sworn brothers, and their children, with one winning righteously and fairly, while the other had nothing left but his sworn word and honour.

A second son of House Stark had married into House Frost, well before Aegon the Conqueror arrived in Westeros, only for the poisonous words of his goodbrother's southern wife to lead him to fight for the Crown of Winter.

This war eventually carried onto their son's, who came to decide that one decisive battle would answer the fate of their Houses, causing House Vitniryx to oversee the final battle, rather than fighting beside their liege.

Lucian couldn't help but smirk at the ingenious move by the youngest son of House Frost, Korgen, who removed the strongest vassal of House Stark to watch over a bloodbath instead.

In fact, the youngest son of House Frost had allied with his counterpart cousin in House Stark, the second son, to learn House Bolton was the one to voice poison into the mind of Lady Frost.

Apparently, they were in love with one another from a young age, but the marriage alliance between House Frost and Stark ensured no talks would occur with House Bolton.

This bitterness led to the heir of House Bolton to begin his game in the downfall of the Starks through House Frost.

Unfortunately for House Bolton, his plans quickly unravelled when the Shadows were called into action.

The two fathers agreed with their sons and chose to fight one another, as they were brothers, and it was best if they ended their feud by their own swords rather than another's blade.

Both estranged Stark brothers were tired of the death and constant infighting between their people, so they chose to fight instead and end the war between the two Houses of the Northern Realm.

In the end, House Frost lost, with the estranged Stark brother exiling his younger brother to the Isle of the Shadows Claw, creating a cadet House to both Frost and Stark.

Along with their allies and ancestral treasures, the former son of House Stark left the Northern Realm, leaving the Main House Frost branch to his son and heir, who renewed his House's fealty to the Royal House Stark.

This led to House Bolton trying their hand at stepping away from the spotlight, only for the jaw of the wolf to clamp on.

The Lord of House Bolton was sent to the Wall, tasked to join the Nights Watch, while his son became hostage to the Starks of Winter and educated by their blood.

This weakened the Red Kings for a time, and placated their hatred of the Starks, but it increased their dependence of House Stark that they even weren't aware of, no matter what generation passed.

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Those who left in exile became the vassals and bannermen of House Frost of the Shadows Claw, after they were gifted an island which surrounded the Palm Island.

Eventually the locals, merchants, and nobles alike renamed House Frost's fief after their namesake, Frostfall Island, turning it into the hub of naval development, trade, and warfare.

Ensuring communication between the Main House of Frost and its cadet branches remained, a powerful ally of House Stark remained ever present in the Sunset Sea, repelling Ironborn raiders over countless generations from the western shores of the north.

House Frost of Shadows Claw became the naval force protecting the vast number of islands scattered around the Palm Island, while sending its Warriors to fight pirate holdings when discovered.

As time passed, they quickly became one of the strongest and most fervent allies of House Vitniryx, drastically increasing their fighting capability out at sea and on the land through generations of rigorous training and discipline.

Lucian found it hard to believe at first that his House of birth acted as a manipulator of politics across the North for a time and saved plenty of noble lineages from going extinct.

Houses Towers, Fisher, Amber, Woodfoot, Flint of Breakstone Hill, Ryder, and Greenwood remained indebted to House Vitniryx for saving their lineages to remain alive in the Northern Realm, prospering, while their cadet branch Houses residing on the Shadows Claw became the hidden force of the north.

Those Houses who interacted heavily with House Vitniryx never forgot the Shadow who protected and guided the Northern Realm beside the Direwolves, going even so far to not accept Maesters of the Citadel without confirmation of their loyalty.

In time, this all added to the strength of the Starks of Winterfell, and the Northern Realm as a whole, especially with the arrival of Aegon the Conqueror.

Interested in the altered history of Westeros and possibly Essos, Lucian listened eagerly to the conversations going on around the castle, and Great Hall, but all the information gathered couldn't measure up to the day Alexios addressed all the Lords, once it was confirmed they all arrived.

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A throne of obsidian with carvings of a roaring Shadow Panther above the headrest, and two prone on either side of the seat, as if ready to attack, would always drawn the attention of all who would enter the Great Hall of Castle Panthera.

It was said the grand throne existed when the first Shadow King of the North was crowned, but Lucian knew that had been a tale created by the past Lords of their House.

He heard part of the story from his father, who never finished the tales or left out a great many details so he could focus on work or other matters.

But even so, what little was said aloud in the privacy of the Lord's Solarium revealed House Vitniryx possibly existed before the First Dustin King who led the First Men across the natural land bridge onto Westeros.

So far, Lucian knew nothing further on the subject, but he somewhat felt joyous that his House preserved for so long beside the Starks… well up until recent history of sorts.

"My Lords of the Shadows Claw, I thank you all for honouring my call to the ancestral seat of my house, Castle Panthera.

Forgive me, for I have called you all here as winter approaches our lands, but news of upmost importance has arrived from Westeros and Essos, which has resulted in all of you Lords and Ladies being present today, under the protection and wellbeing of House Vitniryx."

For the first time in his new life, Lucian couldn't help but watch in awe as his father controlled the atmosphere of the Great Hall of Castle Panthera, which had plenty of room for not only the Lords and Ladies, but their families, guards, and closest retainers.

Held by a Knight sworn to House Vitniryx, Lucian watched his father closely, as the Lord of the Shadows Claw grasped the power exuded by the naturally large throne in his favour from even the smallest gestures and movements.

Therefore, his words naturally drew everyone's attention and kept it focused on his figure, than the exquisitely carved dark stone throne.

Yet Lucian failed so far to notice the worried expressions of many Lords, Ladies, and their trusted retainers.

None knew what their Warden of the Shadows Claw wished to discuss, not just with his loyal bannermen, but those considered dear and loyal to their persons and House.

"My dear and loyal bannermen, I thank you all for joining me here in the warmth of my castle and keep, for we have much to discuss…

First, our 'dear' King Aerys II Targaryen has ended the lineages of House Darklyn, Hollard and their retainers through the final act of 'Defiance of Duskendale', as the commonfolk, Grey Rats, and nobility have come to note the affairs of the Valyrian King."

Even though the Lords of the Shadows Claw were not actively present on Westeros, they continued to received news about various events and actions taken by Lords, commonfolk, the faith, and so forth.

Everyone present already heard about the 'Defiance of Duskendale', which only added fuel to the speculations of another crazed Targaryen to rise in short time.

They understood House Darklyn couldn't walk away from imprisoning the King without repercussions, but none expected King Aerys to slaughter all loyal to the Lords of Duskendale as retaliation.

Some suspected the Lion of Casterly influenced the King to end the line of House Darklyn, and Hollard, but those close to Alexios, like his dear brother Felix and the Skagosi Lords, were aware of the true manipulative actions at the event's core.

Though Lord of the Shadows Claw, momentarily, made it known to all, causing many Lords, Ladies and their retainers to reel back out of anger, and worry, but not entirely for themselves.

Alexios instinctively realised the worry on a number of faces and changed the tone of his speech to ease some of the tension, "Peace, blood of the First Men…

By calling you all here, I've come to the decision House Vitniryx will begin preparing for the possibility of another war... and our return to Westeros after our exile.

While I'm not sure what will alight the spark of war, it shall, no doubt, be of conquest and justice…

The King might believe his actions were justifiable but, in all honesty, to kill all, including innocent children marks the Targaryen cunt as dead in my books.

Thankfully, not all have suffered at the wrath of the King and have come to join us at the Isle and will come to our aid should the day arise for their blades.

However, our attention should move onto the north, the home of our ancestors and the Kingdom of Winter, first and foremost." Alexios contained his smirk, because he knew his words would ruffle the crowd of Lords and Ladies into drawing a rather blatant observation.

It didn't take long for someone to voice their thoughts aloud, causing a small smile to appear on the rather stoic and grizzled face of Lord Vitniryx.

"… If I'm not wrong, My Lord, it sounds like House Vitniryx is planning to return…north." Boldly said the son and heir to a Masterly House of a Vassal Lord loyal to House Vitniryx.

In fact, the young man named Cerran, was the son of Lord Doren Belgrave, who served the Lord of the First Claw Island, and had their own fief over several islands close to one another, surrounding part of the First Claw.

Lucian learnt about the young man from the Knight holding him in his arms, gossiping with another Knight close by, barely at a whisper, but lough enough for the sharp of hearing Panthera Heir.

Apparently Cerran Belgrave served the Farstarks who'd taken up residence on the Palm Island, away from the Port of Panthera to create their own keep that had lasted for millennia's.

Farstarks held the trust and honour of House Belgrave who had made the Shadows Claw their home after exile from the Crownlands once Baelor the Blessed died, leaving many of those who stood beside him to leave Westeros in disgrace from noble scrutiny.

It was in Braavos that the exiled Lord Belgrave met the heir of House Farstark who travelled to the merchant city to sell wares and goods from the Shadows Claw.

The young heir of Farstark convinced the exiled Lord that life would be much fairer for his loved ones if they left for the Shadows Claw, to which Lord Belgrave agreed even though he felt worried for his loved one's survival in the land of the exiled heathens.

Nobility from Kingslanding and the surrounding lands who knew of the exiled House Vitniryx knew somewhat of the Isle of the Shadows Claw and believed it was no better than the unknown wild.

Thankfully, none of that was true… to an extent, allowing Lord Belgrave to quickly establish a new keep and home for his family and retainers on the Farstark Island, located around the first Claw.

Farstarks of the Shadows Claw were the last members of the northern House to exist, with a vast majority of the household joining Brandon the Shipwright on his journey into the unknown Sunset Sea.

Fargard, the former port and hold of House Farstark near the border of the Stony Shore and Sea Dragon Point had been left in the care of House Stark who were compensated for the maintenance by House Farstark.

The Starks of Winterfell asked their cousins by blood to return north, but the Farstarks refused the order and chose to instead remain with on the Shadows Claw, awaiting the return of the Shadows to reenforce the power and strength of House Stark which went through turbulent times since Aegon the Conqueror made landfall in Westeros.

Cerran Belgrave knew of their past when he fostered with the Farstarks and quickly became a fervent supporter of the north in its entirety, which made his comments appear not only out of curiosity but passion for the Northern Realm.

Alexios understood this and prepared himself for what was to come when he spoke of their plan ahead.

"Indeed, young Cerran Belgrave, House Vitniryx has remained aware of the pact that binds the First Men to protect the realm of mankind from the eternal darkness that looms far past the Wall.

Even with the arrival of the Targaryen's, we've never forgotten our oath when others have tried their hardest to remove any and all links to their past lineage and history.

House Vitniryx will return from exile while under my leadership, my Lords.

And it will be during a war… one that will reshape Westeros, away from the possible reign of the Dragon to something much better… or much worse…"

And thus, Alexios's comments brought all those in the Great Hall to roar aloud, some out of joy and happiness, while others grumbled about the possibility their actions would rile up the current Targaryen King rather ahead of time.

One such brazen member of a Lordly House spoke up, clearly expressing his discomfort at the possibility of returning to the north and Westeros society.

"My Lord Vitniryx, I realise the oath of old your ancestors established may very well lead you back to the north, but what of us?

What of those who have nothing to do with such oaths?

House Goldthron continues to uphold their oath and fealty to House Vitniryx, however my Lord… we have not prepared ourselves for such an endeavour… like fighting the supposed 'White Walkers'…"

The Lord of House Goldthron, a young man several years older than Alexios caught the rapt attention of all present in the Great Hall, with many eyeing the young man with anger and fury for daring to go against the Shadow Lord.

Many of Lords angered by Lord Goldthron's comments were largely tied to the north from their forefathers, yet those who'd come to the Isle of the Shadows Claw from the south of the neck weren't entirely convinced to fight against the true enemy of all living forms and nature.

Alexios wasn't angered at all by the comments of Lord Goldthron because it showed the divide amongst his bannermen who believed in the Long Night and danger posed by the Night King, while the rest remained either neutral or thought the tale was nothing more than hogwash.

The Skagosi Lords on the other hand were ready to rage war against those like Lord Goldthron who were gifted protection and a home after House Vitniryx gave them shelter after their near extinction and removal from Westeros.

Rash and a rather furious Goren Magnar stood up, catching the whole attention of the Great Hall, which became eerily silent when the giant man from the eastern side of the Northern Realm spoke.

"Goldthron, you fucking spineless cunt!

My House remembers the day when your ancestors survived the onslaught of the Andal bastards in the south who shattered what little defence your keep in the Riverlands held.

The Shadow Kings and their levies saved you ancestors before men were slaughtered and woman experienced torment none should ever be forced to suffer.

Tell me, Lord Goldthron, your House might not have been established before the Long Night, but your forefathers fought and survived the war, even so… you choose to ignore the threat far beyond the Wall… even after you've faithfully served House Vitniryx for several millennia's?

Do you believe anyone else would dare consider your loyalty or that of your House to be honourable when you have failed to stand by the House who saved the existence of your Household?"

Goren Magnar composed himself by the end of his sudden interrupt that brought the Great Hall to a standstill.

His anger had mellowed significantly, yet the fire of fury still remained blazing alive through his eyes and heavy toned voice which permeated throughout the hall.

Compared to the other Skagosi Lords, Goren heavily focused on history and lore related to the north, because every noble House of the North had some tale of their own, explaining a unique history of their origin.

Throughout his studies, Goren found the oldest Houses had the deepest tales, such as the Stark's, Dustin's, Umber, and so forth, but the Shadow Kings had no such thing.

Goren realised through his heavy studies into House Vitniryx that they possibly existed well before House Stark even came together, which easily made them incredibly rich in history but more importantly, they held great influence, even while exiled.

One word from Alexios, and House Goldthron would be ended by the morning, however such a cruel method to gain the loyalty and control over the Lords would harm House Vitniryx's standing, which left Goren to wonder how his sworn brother would bring the unruly Lords into order.

Embarrassed and furious at Lord Magnar's actions, Lord Goldthron stood up from his seat, ready with his own retort that lingered on the tip of his lips.

"I will not have a savage barbarian question the honour of my House when you ancestors were cannibals and monsters of the ferralist kind.

Unlike your kind, my House has acted in society of their free will and learnt the intrigues of court, while you've retained the animalistic behaviour that suits you and your people of those accursed land."

"ENOUGH!"

Goren didn't bother to listen and decided to wreak havoc on the average statured man, though the quick intervention of Oryn and Karhen, who pulled their sworn brother back into his seat, firmly maintaining their grip on his shoulder.

Thankfully nobody saw their interaction with the whole Great Hall focused on the Lord seated upon the obsidian throne.

Lord Goldthron worried his words were too sharp for the liking of his Lord, who was known to have a close bond with the Skagosi Lords that fostered across the Shadows Claw in their younger years.

Slightly afraid his Lord would punish him for what was just said, Lord Goldthron moved forward to apologise to Alexios, but the man in question quickly interjected.

"Derran… ignoring your harsh comments regarding the Skagosi for a moment, I thought you would have been taught that the aid of House Vitniryx wasn't as noble as it might appear...

Or has House Goldthron forgotten their sworn oaths and duty to the Shadow Kings of past?" Alexios bore his eyes into Lord Goldthron, as the man started to sweat and tense under the pressure of numerous gazes.

"… M-My L-Lord I'm aware of the oath my ancestor made to seek the protection and aid of the Shadow Kings… I-I J-Just thought-" Alexios chose this moment to interrupt with a resounding boom carried through his voice.

"Then you should know House Vitniryx spares no Oathbreakers…" that alone turned Derran Goldthron completely pale like the blood was entirely drained from his body, leaving behind a walking cold corpse.

Yet Alexios continued, "So I ask… not only you, Lord Goldthron, but all the Lords and Ladies present today, will you reaffirm the oath of the past to my House of Vitniryx and join the Shadow Lords of present to return home to the land of our forefathers?!

Will you answer my call and head my orders to prepare us not only for the Long Winter, but to safeguard the interests and wealth of our homeland, the dear lands of winter."

The Lord of the Shadows Claw didn't have to wait long for an answer.

"Aye, as House Vitniryx has stood by us, so shall House Frost answer their call." Spoke aloud the Lord of House Frost.

"Aye, we've been the vanguard for the Shadow Kings and Lords alike, House Xeratus shall fight and bleed with their kin!"

All the Lords and Ladies unsheathed their swords and swore their oaths to Alexios, including the Skagosi Lords, who happily swore to uphold the pact between Kings of First Men and Lords of the Crown of Winter.

Even Lord Goldthron begrungingly fell to his knee with his sword plunged into the hard floor, "In the presence of First Men loyal to the Old Gods, I, Derran of House Goldthron, swear upon the Old Gods to uphold the pact bound by my ancestors and the Shadow Kings.

I swear it by Earth and Water.

I swear it by Bronze and Iron.

I swear it by Ice and fire, we shall be oathbound."

Derran's little statement through his oath caught the attention of the Lords and Ladies present, with several scornful gazes upon the man, while others watched him closely to find any weakness or frailty.

Lucian couldn't understand the significance of the oath just yet, however he figured there was a serious penalty like death or exile if Derran chose to renege on the oath conditions, whatever they may be.

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"Very well," said Alexios with finality echoing through his voice, "Rise my Lords and Ladies, for we shall now begin our discussion for the reason I have called upon all of you."

A short time was given for all those present in the Great Hall to regain their seat or position, with a few guards ensuring the area was secure.

"Now then, lets begin," Declared Alexios, as several stewards of House Vitniryx, including Lehirai Masters entered the Great Hall through a separate entrance from the main doors.

The side entrance didn't surprise most of the veteran nobility who'd witnessed plenty of events in the Great Hall of Castle Panthera, while the younger lordlings were witnessing history in the making.

Lucian happened to be one of the very few people to notice Lehirai Master Perideth Morner, also known to many as Old Nan Peri, had entered the Great Hall, though remained to the side, away from the eyes of a majority of nobility present.

Most people were rather interested in the documents being placed across the grand long tables in the Great Hall, leaving barely a few to notice the small details of movement and change throughout the room.

"I've called upon you all to the ancestral keep of my House to prepare us for the events that will unfold in the dire times ahead for Westeros and Essos.

Certain alliances are being forged in the south, though many come at the cost of others predetermined by old friendships slowly tearing apart.

House Lannister continues to try and bind themselves with House Targaryen, yet they have long closed a door for marriage from Dorne and instead seek Lysa Tully's hand in marriage.

However, it appears the heir of Casterly Rock wants to become a Knight than the Lord of his ancestral home."

"Hahaha! The poor southern cunt wouldn't last single bout against our Birmir!" Goren Magnar laughed aloud, causing all those in the Great Hall to burst with laughter before a resounding, "AYE!" echoed throughout the room.

Lucian suddenly felt like he knew very little about his new world, which was supposedly following the storyline of 'A Song of Ice and Fire', yet 'Birmir' was something unheard of.

Though it didn't take long for him to piece together its meaning when the supposed Knight holding him spoke and addressed his fellow Knight close by.

"Haha Lord Magnar has always been highly vocal and supportive of our Northern Order."

"Aye, Skeppari, I remember being part of his class when we begun our training to join our Sacred Order…

Even the memory of Lord Magnar learning it wasn't possible for him to become a full-fledged Birmir caused quite the strife between the Old Lord and Lord Alexios."

The two 'Birmir' as Lucian came to recognise and understand were similar but vastly different at the same time from the Knights of the south.

He wasn't aware of the exact differences but for now it was more than enough to know his family didn't follow such traditions when the north didn't bother with knighting anyone since it was a practise of the southern Faith.

Thankfully Lucian didn't need to bother with such thoughts once his father retook control of the atmosphere and focused everyone on his voice.

"Regardless of the fate to behold heir Jamie Lannister, his father, the Old Lion of Casterly appears ready for the prospect of war, if it were to befall his lands.

While I understand Tywin Lannister won't enact war, it is likely he will create strong bonds through marriages of his children to see the alliance of a century prepare itself for a possible rebellion, if there should ever be such a need for one.

Unfortunately, the Starks may fail to keep themselves free from southern influence through the work of Maester Walys, a son of the Reach."

All those present to hear Alexios cursed and shouted aloud out of anger and fury, largely aimed at the Maesters, Oldtown, and even House Hightower, someone who wasn't loved by the Northern Realm ever since the Andals invaded.

A young babe in the arms of an imposing Birmir even heard his own Guards cursing Hightower and the Maesters, including House Tyrell, much to his surprise.

Yet they cursed House Tyrell for their actions against House Gardner, an old First Men House loyal and bound to the pact by the Kings, Giants, Children of the Forest, and Beasts native to the land.

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Alexios slightly raised his hand for everyone to quieten down before he continued to speak.

"The Maester has already interfered with the Isle of the Shadows Claw, by intercepting the correspondence between the Shadow and Wolf of the North, but unfortunately for the man, his reckoning is at hand.

Leið have been sent alongside Lehirai loyal to House Vitniryx, Stark, and the North to ensure Lord Stark doesn't foolishly wonder into the southern pastime known as the Game of Thrones.

While I am not opposed to such matters, as my own House has participated in the game until King Aegon exiled us, it is far too dangerous for House Stark to enter in their current state.

Therefore, to improve the standing of the north and make it far less reliable on the other Realms of Westeros, I propose we begin increasing our trade by the sea, not just with the North but Essos too.

Our lands, compared to that of the north, are far easily farmable and capable of producing crops to feed the north and have plenty of surplus for our own lands and her people.

We have a wide variety of beasts stalking the grounds past our walled towns and cities across the Palm and Claw islands, which can be hunted and turned into leather or fur.

While the meat isn't eaten or sold down south, it is bought by the Essosi, especially the Dothraki who pay with various goods and items we can make some use of.

But more importantly, our own people were known in the past to feast on wild beasts to sustain ourselves and improve our health, which the Lehirai even swear upon as the truth.

Meat of the beasts isn't palpable by most, but it is another income we can add to increase our coffers."

Lucian became curious about the beasts his father spoke of, but his attention returned to the hall as another decided to speak up, continuing from what his father last said.

"House Magnar, along with House Crowl and Stane will aide in the transportation of the goods for sale, and provide protection through the seas, regardless of their favourability to our cause." Gorren Magnar once more spoke, serious and focused on the topic at hand, instead of losing sense over his emotions and behaviour.

"Aye, and House Vitniryx, and the whole of the Shadows Claw wholeheartedly is thankful for your aide to help us and the north prepare, but this won't be all that we will do.

The Leið and Lehirai Masters hope to ask for our strength and power amongst Lords and Ladies to allow them freedoms already gifted to Maesters of Oldtown.

Right now, more and more Keeps turn to Oldtown for Maesters, largely to obey the acts and behaviour of their Lord Stark, but this pushes away those ensuring the customs and culture of the First Men stays alive amongst the current political and military powers.

It has been decades since the last Leið and Lehirai walked through Winterfell and raised the Stark household to their coming of age, during which we have seen the north continue to degrade and weaken till now, where our realm is considered the weakest and poorest.

I say no more!

I say we send our Leið and Lehirai Masters to the north and begin taking back the land that was once ours, including the responsibilities and freedoms passed over to the fucking Grey Rats!"

"AYE!" boomed alive the Great Hall and its occupants, with every single person seething alive full of rage at the Maesters for swaying their ancestral homeland.

"My Lords, and Ladies, if I may," just as Alexios regained peace in the Great Hall, Lehirai Master Perideth spoke up, loud enough for all to hear even with her somewhat croaky voice from age.

"I have seen most of you raised within the walls of Castle Panthera and her Port City, with many others studying in the grand halls and classrooms of the Theca…

Across Westeros, they call us uneducated heathens and barbarians, yet we expect more from each and every one that arrives at Panthera to study and better themselves.

It is why those who eventually leave Panthera achieve great things within their lifetimes, whether that is for themselves or those they are bound to serve is another thing, but many across the north have not had the same chances as those across the Shadows Claw and her allies during exile.

While the north continued to be scrutinised, our people across the Shadows Claw prepared themselves for the inevitable return and war that would come from it.

Unfortunately, we have failed in our duty to the north, allowing Maesters to rise once more in the north and especially the heart of it all in Winterfell."

"What will you have us do, Old Nan Peri?" as if saying what was on each person's mind, a middle-aged man patiently relayed his thoughts aloud for all to hear.

There was no malice or frustration in the Lord's voice, but rather respect and admiration for the Lehirai Master who'd probably been his teacher or mentor at a time.

In fact, the relationship between Leið, Lehirai, and nobility was much closer than Lucian knew currently, but it was certain that there was a high level of respect for someone like Old Nan Peri.

"Lord Farsan, my child, all the Leið and Lehirai Masters have ever wanted is our independence and freedom from those who seek to persecute us.

It will be impossible if the likes of Maesters remain active and freely able to move around and cause harm across the north without any repercussions."

Alexios took note it was the perfect moment to interrupt and take control over the conversation as it led into his next point.

"It is exactly this reason that I want the Houses who have branches or cadet Houses back in the north to begin accepting Leið and Lehirai Masters who will start approaching smaller Keeps to accept their wisdom.

For many this may seem not enough to aid our brethren back on the mainland, yet our approach must be slow but swift without raising any alarm for our actions.

Is that understood?"

"Aye…" far more calmer this time, the crowd in the Great Hall agreed with Alexios and soon began to chat amongst themselves with various Lehirai Masters attending smaller discussions to provide answers to any specific points or questions.

By this time, Lucian was handed to his father, since he couldn't help but fall asleep from exhausted as his whole attention was focused on the large crowd of Lords and Ladies through Alexios speech.

A few noticed the young infant child being passed over to their Lord and thought of asking if they were in the presence of the heir to Shadows Claw, however Lucian wasn't privy to such matters because of the deep sleep he felt straight into.

Yet, Theriena was their to accompany him throughout his dreams, who also wasn't privy to the continued discussions in the Great Hall, some of which Lucian would only learn about much later on.

Though such points of discussion being had would one day become vastly important and crucial for Lucian understand for his House to maintain its power and respect amongst its bannermen and the entirety of the north.

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The next few days were quite the blur for young Lucian who rested largely with his nursemaids and guards while exploring the bustling Keep and courtyard with saw several bouts between various guards and Birmir of the Shadows Claw Lords and Ladies.

Lucian watched those he believed were Knights, but in fact were known as Birmir, fighting guards and other Birmir of Lords native to the Shadows Claw, which meant the bouts weren't entirely clean or simple.

The Birmir didn't bother with the methods Knight fought one another, but rather thought of the bouts as a match between skill, ability, strength, and adaptability to sudden situations.

In one case, Lucian saw two Birmir fighting one another without any armour or weapons, since they used their fists and bodies to out manoeuvre the other.

Precise jabs, uppercuts, arm locks, and body slams saw the Birmir of House Vitniryx walking away victorious, though he didn't gloat about it but instead spoke with the losing party to better each of their ability in the fighting martial style.

Part of Lucian was surprised the north had some form of competition platform for people to train against one another, but another part of Lucian felt the martial skill of all present in the training grounds was atrocious.

Having experienced countless lifetimes, Lucian already perfected his own martial arts and skills that were able to translate into any lifetime he'd come across eventually.

The plan was to introduce the martial art and various fighting styles to the forces of House Vitniryx and eventually its standing army, to become one of the most feared and deadly fighting militia.

Unfortunately, Lucian knew his plan wouldn't come into effect for a long time, and his father needed to be convinced of its value before demanding his forces are trained in the artform.

Even so, the young heir watched and critiqued the fighting styles expressed by the Guards and Birmir fighting in the training grounds, to compile a mental log of their complete fighting artform.

It wasn't possible to be expressed in his current form, but Lucian figured by the time he could practise the fighting style of the Birmir, he'd have plenty of improvements ready for the northern warriors.

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While it was interesting to visit the training grounds daily with all of the Lords and Ladies present in the Keep, Lucian found his time well spent with his father or uncle who interacted with the guests, speaking on a wide range of important topics and points from news gathered across Westeros.

Nothing appeared important nor of any real substance until Lucian heard something strange from one of the bannerman loyal to House Clato of the First Claw Island.

"My Lord, our sailors that travelled over to the Titan heard the Golden Company is moving fast to drawn in more people to increase their ranks.

Some people are heading over from Westeros to join the company, but they are largely those unable to regain any fortune or land until another Blackfyre Rebellion or Usurper.

I thought you should know, Lord Vitniryx, because it appears the Golden Company only became highly incensed after news of Duskendale."

The Lord who spoke to Felix about the news from Essos was a reliable person, as Lucian would find out later on in the evening, when the news was reiterated by his father through their own spies across the Narrow Sea.

Alexios didn't meant any ideas or plans on how to handle the news from Essos in front of Lucian, who'd fallen asleep by the time his father came up with a solution to the spontaneous situation.

Yet even so, the news of the Golden Company wasn't comparable to what he'd heard from the Lost Cubs of the Claw, the Basic Craftsmen Group summoned from the System several months back.

When Lucian was left in his chambers overnight, Haikren Estus contacted the young heir through their mental link established by the System.

'Young Master, it appears our group of craftsmen need your advice concerning our next course of action.

Your father has asked us to support his plans for your homeland, the north.

He doesn't wish to send us away from the Shadows Claw, but instead wishes for us to teach at the Theca if possible and take on apprentices of our own.

With everything you have planned for Panthera alone, I suggest it is a wise course of action, especially when we are able to raise a skilled workforce available to House Vitniryx.'

Lucian couldn't help but think to agree with Haikren's suggestion when another thought came to him suddenly.

"Haikren, I don't have any issues with such a task.

Like you have said, House Vitniryx will increase their skilled workforce while increasing our chances to complete all the projects we've outlined for the Shadows Claw before we travel to the north or elsewhere.

However, I have one question, what has my father asked you to teach exactly?

Not just yourself, but the others too, like Aine is a butcher, so I'd assume father hasn't asked for her input at the Theca."

Haikren couldn't help but chuckle before responding, laughing at the fact his Young Master wasn't aware of Aine's wide range of skillsets and abilities that made her weirdly resourceful.

Even if they were considered Basic Craftsmen by the System, their knowledge was wide and broad enough to understand related fields to their own mastery.

'Young Master, Aine, while a butcher by heart, is trained to hunt and skin her kill before during it into leather and other useful tools or assorted trinkets.

Quite the resourceful woman.' Haikren couldn't help but admire Aine for her work ethic for being fresh leather, meat and other goods to their new home and Lord, improving their standing with the locals and authority figure.

"Very well, continue as you please, but can you at least provide a report on the projects we organised for Panthera, and the Keep?"

'Of course, Young Master.

We've successfully scouted several nearby freshwater streams past the city walls we are able to stream in through the aqueducts we have yet to begin building.

Using your idea of volcanic ash, burnt lime, fine gravel, water, and the few other additions you've mentioned, a working concrete substance can build the passageways and water systems for the entire city.

It will be a struggle to incorporate the sewage system in built up sections of the city or town, whatever you wish to call the port.

Regardless of that, most of the Lost Cubs believe it's for the better as reconstruction will hasten and improve through concrete, though I suspect it will develop how Panthera is viewed in the future.'

Haikren knew through Lucian that resources would readily be available once a trustworthy person was found who could interact with their group and utilise his strengths to hasten their progress of the numerous projects.

Until such a time came, Haikren and the others found their resources through scouting, or purchasing the necessary materials, leading to several discoveries and ideas to improve their craft through certain means.

Lyena, the tailor of the Lost Cub group quickly found her mark through fabric production, wildly increasing the quality of the finished products that ended up appearing before the Lords and Ladies visiting Panthera.

Many swooned over the fabrics offered by House Vitniryx just by the quality alone which vastly improved over similar fabric materials sold currently in the market by merchants.

Lyena found herself at the front and centre of numerous conversations throughout the Keeps of Castle Panthera, and surprisingly at the doorstep of her workshop within the castle walls.

Several Ladies and their retainers wanted to see the production themselves, while aware it wouldn't do much for them to learn the process considering the large semi-automated machines and looms.

In the meantime, many Lords and their sons visited the smithery after noticing the various practise weapons in the training grounds that behaved better than some of their current weapons.

Some Lords wanted to gain their own weapons forged to appear deep blood red with light blue tinge of colouring in the steel through the smithing method, leaving much to desire through appearance alone.

The weapons also weighted far better than forged steel used for creating their swords, and spears, yet they weren't privy to Haikren's Beast Blood Smithing.

Even Lucian couldn't understand our it was possible, however Haikren explained the idea of beasts containing compound natural energy to solidify their organs, blood, bones, and so forth, turning them into highly desired source of material for weapons.

Weirdly, this altered world of 'A Song of Ice and Fire' contained beasts that roamed freely in the lands beyond walled towns and cities with immense strength, an array of abilities and powers making them magical at their very core.

And Aine happened to ensure Haikren had a supply of Magical Beast Ingredients for smithing, creating swords, spears, daggers, and much more since he arrived in Panthera and began operating the smithery.

Haikren hadn't supplied any of the Guards, Birmir, or Lords with the finished weapons but rather asked for them all to be stored for training purposes so majority of those using the training grounds would have a chance wielding the uniquely crafted weapons.

Orlan the Carpenter didn't want people to believe he was slack, so he worked with merchants, lumberjacks, and others to find the best wood possible for bows, crossbows and other armaments for the militia of House Vitniryx and the Shadows Claw.

He incorporated metal components to strengthen the finished bows and crossbow so they could last long during battle and not wither away or break during tense moments.

Surprisingly, Orlan discovered through one of his new apprentices he accepted upon settling in Panthera, was to create an attachment to the crossbows to increase the number of bolts fired per minute.

The attachment wasn't complete as it was still going through the research and trial phase, however they'd made several small discoveries that allowed certain bowman to fire three arrows like rounds of a rifle.

For one reason or another, Lucian remembered a wise man from his first lifetime back on Earth, who developed something similar to what Orlan wanted to achieve.

The wiseman named the contraption 'Instant Legolas', a play on the elf from the Lord of the Rings series who quickly became the deadliest archer across different media sources and shows.

Orlan wasn't aware of what he was creating during a period of time that related closely to Medieval times, which might one day turn the tide of war in House Vitniryx and her ally's favour.

The final product was far from complete, but Lucian already became privy to its potential and value, far more than his father and uncle, who'd come to understand what Orlan wanted to achieve, yet saw it as an impossible goal to achieve.

Nonetheless they supported the carpenter through his trials and ensured he had everything necessary to see the project through to the end.

Lucian just hoped to witness the first test of the final product and see how his father and uncle went pale from the realisation of its deadly application in combat and war.

Ayden on the other hand gained the new title of Food Connoisseur, which Haikren and Aine suggested to Alexios privately before the arrival of numerous Lords and Ladies at Castle Panthera.

Ever since Ayden began working in the kitchen, he'd quantitively and qualitatively improved dishes served not only to the Lord's family, but to all those who served House Vitniryx and beyond.

Simple stringy pasta with tomato sauce, toasted bread and fresh vegetables became one of the most talked about dishes amongst the smallfolk and household until nobility arrived with their own party raving about the food offered by the kitchen daily.

Just the improved bread alone caused Alexios to invite Ayden into his Solarium to understand the baking method and how the bread became so fluffy, and light compared to the past breads made by the bakery, making it rather tough and hard to eat without some sort of liquid washing it down.

It still didn't compared to Ayden's involvement in creating an improved brewing process for mead and beer, something highly desired by Alexios and his household as the value of a new alcohol would overflow the coffers of house Vitniryx within a new moon at the very least once it enters the market for sale.

Ayden nor the others part of the Lost Cub Group believed their small improvements to various fields would cause Lord Vitniryx to ensure they had their own Guards and proper sleeping quarters to keep them far away from harm.

When Ayden had his moment alone with Alexios in the Solarium, the Food Connoisseur of House Vitniryx learnt food wasn't ever valued or considered as something highly enjoyable for most across the north but substance to keep them alive and fed.

However, with each passing day, Alexios and his household became dependent on flavoured dishes and meals that permanently destroyed any and all attempts of them returning to the past way of living in regards to food.

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Lucian couldn't help but laugh aloud in his chambers while Haikren informed him of the progress regarding the Lost Cubs Group, who were beginning raise in value for House Vitniryx with each passing day.

It was for this reason; Lucian understood his father wanted to gift them all more duties and authority so the masses wouldn't believe their rise in authority came from their connection and closeness with the Lord of the Shadows Claw.

Thankfully none dared to challenge Lord Alexios, his brother or anyone else to ask why craftsmen smallfolk loyal to House Vitniryx we able to create such goods without any fear of their lives or wellbeing if another Lord claimed it as their discovery or work.

Alexios and his household also knew if any dared to claim the work of the Lost Cubs as their own, a skirmish between the offending party and craftsmen group would rock Castle Panthera and its court, possibly causing a political nightmare to be dealt with before any plans for the north were organised.

Plus, the Lords and Ladies present currently in Castle Panthera were highly interesting to hear about the Lost Cubs Group, who'd become well known and famous in the eyes of the smallfolk for their contribution to aiding their lifestyle.

It wasn't a big deal in the eyes of the Lost Cub Craftsmen, but to those who had comfortable and warm clothing in abundance, along with food and clean water to bathe with regularly through reinforced buckets and other items to improve their living standard.

Lucian understood the living standard was far from acceptable across the Isle of the Shadows Claw, but hearing there were some improvements meant his ancestral homeland was moving in the right direction, even if he wasn't overseeing the developments.

For now, though, it was more than fine and stable, as more and more were accepting of the changes introduced by the Lost Cubs group that they were being invited to teach the next generation raised across the Isle of the Shadows Claw.

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The next few days were a blur for Lucian who spent most of his time switch between various people, largely of whom were visiting Castle Panthera at the call of his father, their Lord.

Sometimes a Lord and Lady would take Lucian in their arms and wander through the castle keep, visiting other Lords and Ladies, who couldn't help but smile at the calm and peacefulness exuded by their Lord Heir.

Funnily enough, the Birmir and Guards chosen to protect the heir of Shadows Claw were present but hidden from the Lords and Ladies, ensuring their heir wasn't harmed from the darkness of the shadows.

Much to their surprise, the heir quickly caught onto their position in the shadows, and pointed them out when nobody noticed his hand or arm move towards various sections in the rooms or walls of great hallways.

None of the Birmir or Guards proficient in hidden their presence could get past the sharp eyes of their Young Lord, much to their delight and renewed interest to improve their ability.

Birmir and other Guards who became away of their Young Lord's natural ability to spot them out when hiding caused a small challenge amongst those loyal to House Vitniryx as they wanted to test themselves against the one who'd lead them into battle in the future and manage their homeland.

The few Lords and Ladies who caught sight of Lucian, the Birmir, and Guards believed they were playing with the infant Lord Heir, but those few who trained with the Birmir during their time at Panthera couldn't help but feel amazed at Lucian's ability to notice the darkness and its inhabitants.

One particular Lord of House Clato felt the shock of his life after witnessing Lucian's ability to notice his loyal Birmir and Guards trained in the art of hiding ones presence, much like assassins from Essos.

However, none of the assassins were able to hide themselves and stalk their prey quite like the Birmir and Guards trained by House Vitniryx, even though it was extremely rare for them to take on assassination task or anything remotely similar unless the Lord was desperate.

Therefore, it should have been near impossible for Lucian to notice the presence of the hidden Birmir and Guards, but the young Heir easily caught those hiding for his protection and wellbeing.

Both terrified and excited by the prospect of his discovery, Lord Clato raced to Alexios's Solarium to inform his Lord about the discovery before news of Lucian's natural ability and actions were caught onto by majority of the visiting court.

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"Cousin!

We need to talk urgently!

I think I've discovered something you should be made privy of immediately!" shouted Lord Clato with Lucian in his arms, followed by dozens of Guards and Birmir, both loyal to House Vitniryx and Clato.

They were trying their best to protect the frantic figure of Lord Clato while the Young infant Heir remained dead silent and calm in the arms of his supposed family member if the man's loud shouts were true.

Soon enough the door of the Solarium opened, which Lucian realised wasn't solely occupied by his father, but also contained the Castle and House Steward, Ser Zylas Icebear, a man of few words, yet striking and imposing eyes, combined with his broad yet defined shoulders to create a silent image of dominate power.

Honestly, there were times Ser Zylas freaked Lucian out with his deep gaze, but this time he had nothing to worry about as the Icebear appeared ready to shred Lord Clato apart for interrupting whatever was being privately discussed moments earlier.

"What's wrong Marcellus?

Why are you shouting and banging on my door like a mad man?

With my SON HALF DANGLING OUT OF YOUR ARMS!?" Alexios didn't have the chance to move from his seat before Zylas dashed forward and gracefully grabbed ahold of Lucian who was barely grasped by the one called Marcellus Clato.

"Ohh… apologises nephew, haha…" dryly laughed Marcellus, while awkwardly ruffling the back of his head of luscious dark hair, "Anyway, I believe… no!

I'm certain Lucian has an ability quite well known to appear in Shadow Kings of Old!"

Alexios couldn't but frown somewhat but kept his emotions from showing, and instead asked for more on the subject, just as Zylas ensured the room was secure once more with Lucian in his heavily muscular arms, riddled with scars and shallow to deep healed cuts.

Too occupied with his hands tracing the scars and cuts, Lucian nearly missed his father ask, "What have you witnessed, Marcellus?"

Slightly exasperated, Lord Clato replied, "He noticed the Birmir and Guards while they lurked in the shadows, moving silently between new positions for the best point of action in case of attack."

"*Sigh* You know, if you just stopped at 'shadows', I would have understood, cousin." Out of pittance or annoyance, Alexios groaned while massaging his forehead bore of stress.

"Moving on, do you have evidence to support your claim?" asked Alexios, bearing his eyes straight into a joyous Marcellus Clato.

"Aye, all of the Birmir and Guards you have chosen to protect Lucian.

Cousin, you may not believe me, but I know the Young Heir possesses Darksight, a gift only found to exist amongst Shadow Kings of Old!

We might see the powers of the Shadow Kings revive once more, and if that is so, we will need to prepare ourselves for the chaos it will bring." Lord Clato instantly became serious, turning icy cold, just like Alexios and Zylas, as they realised the worst possible scenario.

"*Sigh*… It appears, My Lords, that we must begin raising the Shadowguard once more, but not to safeguard Blood of the Dragons… but those of Blood, and Kin through Winters hold." Lucian for the first time heard Zylas express anything beyond grunts.

His voice matched well with the strong and deadly body image which aided Zylas into becoming a terrifyingly effective and efficient steward for House Vitniryx.

One comment, and the two Lords begun planning the reorganisation of a Household Birmir Order, while the trusted and loyal steward prepared tea with Lucian in his arms.

All the infant heir could do was listen to his father and uncle through his grandmother's side, to learn about the potential applications of Darksight, which Lucian didn't believe he had in the first place.

Regardless, Darksight, as stated by Shadow Kings of Old, allowed the child of House Vitniryx and that of their kin to see in the dark as if it were bright as day.

Not only that, the Shadow Presence Technique, utilised by the Birmir and Guards of House Vitniryx would call on faint magical energy of the world to aid in the illusion, yet it could easily be exposed by Darksight.

Sadly for Lucian's father, his newly discovered uncle and loyal guards, that the slight movements of those hidden in the darkness of shadows quickly pointed them for any sharp eyed person for their environment.

Lucian only bothered to catch out the Birmir and Guards to help increase his awareness and tickle an old skill he'd largely left unattended up until now since his rebirth, yet it soon delved into a match and training for those same people protecting his life.

Unfortunately, they would come to remember those games fondly in the future, well after their Young Lord reorganised their training methods into something straight out of the seven southern hells of the faith.

But that is for another time, and currently, Lucian fell far too interested in his father's plans for the Shadowguard, something which Lord Clato wished to deeply involve himself in.

Zylas, seeing the curiousness in his Young Lord for the topics being discussed, Zylas decided to inform Lucian about certain points, innocently believing the Young Heir wouldn't remember anything said.

"You aren't aware of it, and that's largely down to your pitiful age… but no matter, its only time before I have the… pleasure, of drilling all this knowledge into your pudgy head.

Lord Clato… well another uncle for you, has responsibilities that have begun prevalent now, after being passed from one generation to the next, from the very first members to form the Household.

You see, House Clato, along with the other Claw Lords who lead the Claw Islands, were Sworn Commanders of the Shadowguard protecting the first Shadow King who claimed the Shadows Claw with his two brothers and sisters to build House Vitniryx into a feared powerhouse that it is today… sort of."

Chuckling to himself, Zylas felt the current political situation of House Vitniryx placed it in a precarious void of unease, where they were largely forgotten by Westeros, but their silent actions in the shadows still made them feared by many.

Lucian wasn't aware of Zylas's own thoughts, but it mattered little after witnessing the Steward chuckle and laugh barely at a whisper so not even Alexios or Marcellus could hear.

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Eventually Lucian left the secure meeting in the Solarium with Zylas and returned to his own chambers in the care of nursemaids, whose remaining task for the evening was to settle down the Young Heir for sleep.

Yet, the young infant child rather wished to expand his influence into Planetos, instead of solely allowing the Eternal Dimensional Realm to progress forward alone.

Throughout the night, all alone in his cot beside the nursemaid and Birmir tasked with his protection, Lucian scanned rapidly through the pages of items available in the System Store to find something to assist his plans for development outside of the Hidden World.

After hearing an update from Theriena regarding all things going on in the Eternal Dimensional Realm, Lucian couldn't help but curse his unfortunate luck at being stuck in an infant body, while the world continued to move forward, far faster than he liked or appreciated right now.

The Guardian Spirit informed Lucian during his time scrolling through the System Store, that the three Knight Heroes had already made progress in training the youth and those willing to learn the art of warfare and combat through their teachings and instructions.

While in the beginning, many chose not to bother involving themselves with the Knights, it quickly changed to see a broad acceptance of the Knights by all of Eden.

Only once they started to train regularly were the youth enticed to join and try their hand at learning about the Ancient Knightly Orders of Heathmoor.

For weeks on end, they largely focused on improving their physical health through long distance running mixed with short burst sprints to ensure the stamina of all training would allow them to fight for longer, without requiring breaks.

Even so, the physical training went hand in hand with the physical muscular strengthening employed by the three Hero Knights and their aides that largely consisted of warriors who'd chosen to assist the Knights in moulding the next generation of fighters.

Certain warriors reborn in the Eternal Dimensional Realm were genuinely providing as much support as possible to ensure the trainee recruits, as they'd come to be called, would turn into the ideal soldiers and knights capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the Hero Knights.

They even taught their family specified skills and fighting styles to particular trainees showing promise or potential to become a warrior unlike any other.

A few reborn warriors provided their fighting techniques with the axe or other weapons to the Hero Knights, who quickly started to improve the technique to include a broader range of people capable of exercising the weapons to their fullest extent during battle.

However, that wasn't all, in regards to the development in the Hidden World.

Ezio, the Grandmaestro of the Assassin Brotherhood in a past life, found himself managing the new Order which came to exist in the Hidden World, though they weren't tasked with assassinations or tracking targets.

Rather, they were employed to act as the scouting party for those exploring the uncharted areas of the incredibly vast Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Trainee recruits weren't sent out exploring, but those who'd achieved the title of Acolyte or higher gained permission to leave the safety of the Assassin Order's headquarters within Eden.

For now, they combined it along with the training grounds area, turning the place into the homeland for warriors and assassins alike, which brought surprisingly results to members of both Orders.

Those training to the path towards the Ancient Orders of the three Knights found it rather difficult to match the agility and speed of the trainee assassins.

When Ezio came across the Assassin Order trying to rebuild themselves, he chose to first reenforce the basic skills, traits, abilities, and knowledge each recruit needed to know, including those already considered Acolyte or higher in title and rank.

Ezio wanted to reduce the chance of death in the field, active on missions, tasks, or other directives, that commonly saw the Assassin Brotherhood of his past life struggle to retain their numbers.

In experience was one of the largest reasons assassins found themselves dead or caught, so for now Ezio increased the focus on combat.

Thankfully, the three Hero Knights made sure to combine their lessons with the assassins and worked side by side to ensure all taught under their supervision would survive through any battle or bloodshed and survive.

The Knights, such as Warwyck the Warmonger found many assassins were lacking in brute strength to survive particular battles, so he added muscular development to their training schedule.

Eamond the Warden too increased classes on mentality and improving one's own mentality to bare the true weight of being a Knight or Assassin actively involved in the field.

Only Leroy the Lawbringer drove the assassins to focus on the morality of their actions, law, and tenets of their Creed, with great success it seemed.

Yet that wasn't all, as Invictus Peverell began to organise the spawned wizards and witches to establish the foundation of a Wizarding Council.

Theriena provided her own support in the endeavour by organising some land beside Eden to act as the centre of the council.

The chosen spot largely related to the heavy incorporation of magical energy seeped into the soil to possibly allow for ritual based back to be performed for not just the benefit of those magically gifted, but those too who were mundane.

Magiks of the Eternal Dimensional Realm already made it the ideal place for all magical beings and gifted people, but they were subconsciously adapting part of the Magiks native to the Northern Realm.

This happened through Lucian's actions without his knowledge, when the shield of a loyal warrior to House Vitniryx from the past ended up being analysed by the System once it entered the Eternal Dimensional Realm and Weirwood was discovered as part of the shield.

At the time, Lucian thought nothing of it, yet Theriena dealt with the ramifications of the discovery, that slightly altered the composition of the World Tree and gave itself several new characteristics and strengths of the Weirwood Trees.

Other trees and plants across the Eternal Dimensional Realm were altered through this one discovery, yet Theriena believed it wouldn't be the biggest one, as a Hearts Tree had yet to enter the Hidden World.

When time came, Theriena believed it would gift her the ability to extend her powers of control from outside of the Eternal Dimensional Realm to Planetos.

But for now, the presence of Weirwood Trees across the Hidden World started to change the natural Magical Energy to incorporate the harsher and untamed Magik of the Northern Realm.

Even the Wizarding Council contained a grand Weirwood Tree measuring upwards of 20 metres, with broad and thick branches full of lush red leaves.

In the very centre of the large Wizard Council stood the Weirwood Tree in its lonesome, exuding a relaxing melaody through the magical energy abundant in the air, cooling the minds and emotions of those stepping into the building.

Invictus quite enjoyed the presence of the Weirwood Tree in the Entrance Square of the Wizarding Council Atrium, as it reminded all who walked through the main doors of the building to realise Magic related largely to the soil and land, we all lived upon.

Many would forget this simple tenet of Magic, only to find themselves praying for its mercy once nature chose to strike back.

As the first person to head the Wizarding Council, begrudgingly, Invictus wanted to ensure his own descendants and those of other magically gifted people and beings wouldn't abuse the land for their own gain, going against the forces of nature of their own increase in power.

For the last while since he spawned into the Eternal Dimensional Realm, and gained responsibility he never sought out, Invictus became wiser and far more involved in the progress of Magiks involvement in the daily life of Eden's residents.

There was no issue whatsoever to begin with, yet Invictus wanted to ensure Magiks of any sort weren't abused or utilised wrongly that it might cause serious problems later.

So far, no faults or issues regarding the usage of Magiks were found, but several new discoveries pertaining to spells, charms, and even runes were made through menial tasks of mass production done through the practise of Magic.

Everything produced went towards Eden and its residents, but Invictus discovered plenty of creativity and entertainment production increasing with each passing day to the point it was becoming a strong resource for trade in the future.

The Heroes were some of the few people made aware of the external world from the Eternal Dimensional Realm, so they understood their time within the Hidden World would be projected in Planetos eventually.

Thinking ahead, Invictus chose to influence the Wizards and Witches to educate themselves in a craft to further their horizons through labour and experience.

His plans for the Wizards and Witches never caused any sort of issue amongst their populous, though a number of them pursed a craft in warfare, leading to lessons in combat with the Knights and Assassins.

More and more Wizards and Witches found training with the Knights and Assassins greatly help compound their own magic to behave far smoother and powerful through focus and intention of the spells.

Invictus had yet to make it a mandatory practise for all Wizards and Witches to train with the Knights and Assassins for a minimum timeframe, instead he pursued efficient manufacturing processes and research into products, tools, equipment, and much more.

With his own title as Legacy Artificer, Invictus cherished crafting a wide range of tools and items, both for his own leisure but for business as well.

In his past life before being spawned, Invictus started his path as an Artificer through Foci's, learning through his family's ancient library stretching back past the Roman Empire's beginning.

Invictus crafted a ring around his index finger, requiring just a drop of blood to bind the Foci to solely work for himself and bloodline.

It worked far better than he expected and became a core part of his strength, even more so when Invictus delved further into crafting artifacts of all sorts.

Some were rather specific and design to assist certain people, like the self-replenishing goblet, which could reproduce the last liquid held in the container endlessly, as long Magiks continued to fuel the runes and metals bound by plenty of spells and charms.

During tougher times, Invictus spellforged several pieces of armour, two swords, a shield and a handful of other weapons to ensure he was safe and protected, but even so, he'd always struggled to accept the title of Legacy Artificer when he'd failed to unlock the secrets of the Invisibility Cloak.

An interesting tale… nonetheless it wasn't of any concern right now, since the matters of the Wizarding Council kept him busy alongside crafting with his own bare hands.

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Lucian slightly struggled to comprehend some of the changes brought about by the arrival of the spawned Heroes, as they began to prepare all those in the Hidden World for Planetos and its tough standard of living.

For now, most of it revolved around basic items and goods such as furniture, kitchen tools and utensils, bedding, clothing and such, yet Lucian expected a certain number of craftsmen worked on forging and crafting weapons, and necessary equipment for combat.

In no way had it occurred to Lucian the Heroes were preparing for war and mayhem once they arrived in Planetos, since he assumed Theriena wanted those spawned to feel safe and secure while exploring throughout the uncharted lands of the Hidden World.

Disregarding all of that, Lucian cherished the fact those spawned were heavily involved in production of goods that could be sold if introduced to markets and merchants across Westeros.

Haikren and the other craftsmen of the Lost Cub Group weren't overly interested in crafting leisure items like the board games when their workload increased drastically after Lucian and Alexios visited them.

It was only their first morning at Castle Panthera, and they were already tasked with various responsibilities on top of the projects Lucian wished to employ throughout the town-city of Panthera.

Sadly, all the extra tasks and responsibility meant produces of leisure and entertainment had to stay aside for now on the list of jobs that always seemed ever growing.

The only relief they found was training others to learn their skills and craft to possibly create a skilled labour force loyal to not only Lucian but to the entire Vitniryx Household.

Aware of the Lost Cubs plan, Lucian paid no mind, and instead communicated with Theriena to figure out some way they could move the produced goods from the Eternal Dimensional Realm to Planetos.

They knew all the goods would travel through the System Inventory, which continued to stockpile metals, crops, fabrics and much more, yet the troubling issue of how to explain their sudden arrival would cause plenty of people to wonder.

This eventually led to Lucian spending his night scrolling through the System Store searching for a solution, though the one he found required a great deal of faith and trust to truly work its wonders.

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"Great… just fucking great…" cursed Lucian in the arms of the nursemaid that only heard a baby cooing exasperatedly, which only made the Young Lord appear cuter with his pouting lips.

'It isn't as bad as you think…

I understand we cannot ask the Lost Cubs to take on the duty, sadly per the restrictions of the System.' Replied Theriena through their mental connection.

"*Sigh* Even them, nobody could explain the daily meeting between a craftsman and the infant son of the Lord."

Lucian cursed the monster his heart that chose to not include a complaint or help desk to communicate with someone about the System.

Before succumbing to sleep the night before, Lucian tried to find an item offered by the System to allow an individual from Planetos to visit the Eternal Dimensional Realm, acting as a messenger or steward in his place.

The idea was to have a trusted individual travel freely between the two worlds to communicate with various leaders and advisors of Eden such as the Five spawned Heroes.

Truth be told, Theriena maintained excellent communication with the Heroes and those leading Eden as its selected leaders, yet she had to control and manage far more than the people alone.

Land of the Eternal Dimensional Realm was far too abundant and required much of Theriena's time to manage effectively, so Lucian thought having his own messenger would start shaping the change he wished to achieve for his homeland before moving towards the north mainland.

As much as he wanted to improve the north and see it turned into a kingdom unlike any other witnessed across Planetos, the Isle of the Shadows Claw required improvements of its own for a land considered non-existent.

This led Lucian to consider purchasing the item from the System Store, called 'Supervisor Authority', yet he didn't go ahead and acquire the item based on Theriena's thoughts.

'I'm not against you buying the Supervisor Authority from the store, however it requires an individual you are willing to let travel between the two worlds.

Truthfully, there is not anyone I consider trustworthy or remotely capable of such a grand task at your request without aiming for some personal gain…

Maybe you could ask your father or uncle directly for their aid, but even so that won't occur for quite some time, considering your physical age and bodily state.'

Not one to easily allow Lucian's rashness to take over his rational thinking process, Theriena strived to ensure her Young Master wouldn't rush ahead and make a considerable purchase without having a trusted individual by his side to take on the burden.

Even though Birmir and other Guards loyal to House Vitniryx were always position around Lucian as his sworn protection, they were loyal to his father first, meaning none of them could be selected.

On the other hand, someone like Zylas was ideal for Lucian to select, yet his loyalty laid with his father as well, leaving no options other than one of his nursemaids, unless he waited for a later time to consider the System Store purchase.

However, neither Theriena nor Lucian could understand how fate and destiny worked, as the two couldn't understand how Alexios came to his decision which easily might anger plenty of the hardened believers of the Old Gods and ways of the First Men.

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"Jon… *Sigh* I am aware you weren't supportive of your goodbrother's decisions, sadly its already stained the honour and trust your House and that of your remaining goodbrother's once held in the southern courts, including our own here on the Shadows Claw.

I've considered your former standing in the south and that of your ancient lineage back to the times of the Age of Heroes… to ask if you would serve House Vitniryx not as a sworn sword or shield but Steward… to my son."

Alexios chose to address Jon Hollard during their breaking of fast in the following morning after Lord Clato rushed with news of Lucian's abilities reminiscent of the Shadow Kings of Old.

Currently in the open Great Hall, Alexios sat with other Lords and Ladies to break his fast alongside Felix, with Lucian beside him being fed by a nursemaid.

In no way had Alexios wanted to surround Jon and force the responsibilities of Stewardship for his son on the son of House Hollard, but Zylas and Marcellus, both agreed it was time for Lucian to begin gathering capable men to serve at his side.

They agreed the two southern Houses would be ideal to gain a footing amongst the nobility of the Shadows Claw, something they would sorely require gain the respect of the people and be recognised as one of those native to the Isle.

Jon knew ahead of time through Felix that he would be asked before the visiting Lords and Ladies during the morning meal to move from Stewardship as part of the Vitniryx Household to serve Lucian directly.

There were plenty of others serving House Vitniryx who could be considered a better choice to serve by Lucian's side, yet none owed their lives and existence to the young heir like those of House Hollard and Darklyn.

Through Yilma's vision and strategic mind that encompassed a network of fast-moving information allowed her to enact several plans to save the two Houses from certain death.

Hell, even Jon's brother's son, Dontos Hollard, was saved alongside his parents, all vowing their honour and lives were in the hands of Lady Yilma for saving them all from King Aerys wrath.

Unfortunately, when they arrived at Panthera, they learnt of Lady Yilma's death right after childbirth and swore to protect and serve her children or kin, which in this case was Lucian, as her sole child.

For a while now, all of those saved by the actions of Yilma diligently served House Vitniryx faithfully but waited for the right time to align their strength with the Young Heir.

Their thought process largely aligned with southern politics, believing Lucian was too young and unable to wield his own authority and gain the seat of the Lord.

Sadly, for their rapidly thought-out plans, northern culture and family lifestyle stopped them in their tracks and began to reshape their behaviour to adapt with their new homeland, especially of the Shadows Claw.

Most of the complaints came from the Knights, Guards, and their family members that believed in the Faith of the Seven, but since it wasn't practised across the Shadows Claw, they were beginning to find their new home quite foreign and distant instead.

Jon couldn't help but laugh at their audacity to even try usurping the Lord's position from his ancestral seat just so a sept could be built.

Madness at its finest, thought Jon when he heard the news from loyal Guards and Knights of his Household that made the journey to the north.

Thankfully, those very same people weren't a hassle any further, and Jon could begin the long arduous journey to restore his family and that of his wife's to their rightful place, not just in society alone.

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"Aye, my Lord… I accept the honour and duty you have gifted myself, and my Household.

I swear upon Earth and Water, Bronze and Iron, Ice and Fire, for House Hollard and Darklyn shall wield their shields and draw their swords for the Shadow Lords of the North, from this day forward and to the last...

May the Old Gods and New bind our will and be witness to our oath."

'"Aye, by the Old Gods and New…"' replied the hall full of Lords and Ladies with their retainers and family members that made the journey to Panthera.

Jon, along with his Household understood there was no longer an option to resist and pray for the return of their southern ways of life, as their actions now were indicative to their trust and faith in Alexios, Lucian, and House Vitniryx.

By the time Jon arose from his kneeling position, Knights and Guards of House Hollard and Darklyn began to move into order alongside those of House Vitniryx, expect those protecting Lucian.

Alexios wasn't quite prepared for southerners to safeguard his only son, even if they vowed their lives to Yilma and those of her blood.

Felix too agreed with his brother, as did Lord Clato and others loyal to House Vitniryx through many different forms.

None wanted to see southerners taking the roles and duties of northern men and women, believing they would taint the sacred duties passed down millienia's as part of the Shadow Kings and Kings of Winter legacy.

Thankful for most, the only role lost from a northern was that of a steward, even if it were to the Heir of the Shadows Claw.

Others believed eventually Lucian would find northern men and women for council and stewardship, since a babe could do nothing much than eat, shit, and sleep.

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In the arms of his father, Lucian heard Jon vowing to serve House Vitniryx when called upon by Alexios, surprising the intelligent infant to hurry and widen his web of plans for the lands of the Isle.

Overhearing the talks of the morning, Theriena decided to chime in with her own thoughts on the new situation.

'I swear, its as if your father has foresight of our ideas and quickly quashes or alters them so uniquely, that I'm left wondering… does he do it to support you, somehow knowing what you require, direly, or stop our actions for Shadows Claw to not interfere with his own.'

"He is not aware of our plans, nor will he become privy to such matters without my say so, Theriena.

Jon has sworn himself and his family to House Vitniryx, rather than the blood of my mother, binding those following House Darklyn and Hollard to our cause and that of the Shadows Claw.

To many Lords and Ladies present in the Great Hall at this very moment witnessed Jon's declaration, forcing House Hollard and Darklyn to follow the customs and laws of the north, forsaking any sort of autonomy they had for the last few months since their arrival in Panthera.

It may not appear like much, as northerners are known for holding themselves to sworn oaths, therefore Jon's actions have both endeared House Darklyn and Hollard to the Shadows Claw, but too placed them in a precarious position where one action could end their entire lineage.

I might be a child physically, but I have a wealth of experience no man, woman, or wiseman across this entire world could match…

Jon believes his actions will allow his family and those following them to survive in the north and easily adapt to our way of life… it sadly won't.

*Sigh* and now he shall fall into my hands and will…" Lucian said nothing, and communicated through his mental link with Theriena, as his icy steel eyes dug into Jon, who'd moved to his side of the high table.

Zylas remained close by, attending to his father, uncle, and Lord Clato, another uncle through his grandmother's side of the family.

Even so, the Head Steward of House Vitniryx ensuring everyone was comfortable at the high table, with Jon acting as his support for the time being.

No one show any sort of discomfort with Jon, his family, or those faithful to House Hollard and Darklyn, yet Lucian's eyes burned with a fury rarely seen in the Lords of the Shadows Claw at such an age.

Alexios wasn't aware of it yet, but his son exuded the same beastly fury of a Shadow Panther that his House were known for, though his son grasped the power for his own and moulded it to suit himself, alluded many of his focus and drive on Jon, expect for a few.

Felix, along with Marcellus, noticed their nephew wasn't his usual calm and stoic while held closely by Alexios, but rather flared up and aggressive, yet silent in the Lord's lap.

'A Shadow Cub ready to strike at a proposed threat,…' thought both Felix and Marcellus, before turning to face one another with weary glances.

Neither understood the exact reason Lucian appeared furious, however they didn't place their suspicions on those who'd been with the Young Heir since his birth, but instead those told to serve him recently.

Felix always believed his nephew was well aware of his surroundings from a young age, yet his suspicions weren't confirmed until now after noticing the glares Lucian sent to a few of House Hollard and Darklyn.

Both Houses affirmed their loyalty and faith to the Shadow Lords of the Shadows Claw, yet the Young Heir wasn't willing to easily accept their 'sworn oath' even when spoken in front of the Lords and Ladies bound to the north.

Only the man who spoke the words could be considered worthy, the rest were not to be considered…

For the time being, Marcellus and Felix said nothing, however that didn't stop the two from closely monitoring the newest Houses to fall under the purview and protection of House Vitniryx.

Lucian knew nothing his uncles planned just from his furious gaze alone, Theriena on the other hand took note of the two uncle's and smiled as her own thoughts began to form plans of her own.

'*Sigh* Young Lucian… you don't even know what your unbridled anger has unleashed on those poor fellows Jon must keep in line.

I swear, there are times your wealth of experience makes you blind to many actions committed by yourself, or those around you.' Laughed Theriena to herself, completely aware Lucian wouldn't ever accept his own fault in the matter.

Instead, his fury locked onto Jon, his household and that of his Darklyn wife's, left him blind to the inquisitive gazes of his dear uncles.

Thankfully, as the anger faded away, so came the clarity, reminding Lucian of his behaviour and possible plans for the Shadows Claw, requiring heavy alteration with Jon becoming his 'faithful' Steward.

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As such, Jon's new position and duties left the Steward of the Young Heir astonished at the enormous load of work already placed on his shoulders from the following morning of his appointment.

The fairly young and energetic steward wasn't made aware of his own Young Lord's plans to make his life miserable and heavily schedule to keep him far away from the heir of the Shadows Claw.

Overnight, Lucian utilised his ability to communicate with the Lost Cubs Group of craftsmen to ask for their aid to ensure Jon would remain busy and unable to attend to his needs.

It wasn't a bad idea thought up by Lucian, other than the blindly obvious pitfall he left himself open for, his own father, and the ever-dutiful House Steward of Vitniryx, Zylas.

They saw a lack of manpower and immediately assisted, Alexios by ordering his House Steward to organise aides to lessen part of the workload on Jon.

Zylas chose to not easily hand over several random people to help Jon as it wouldn't help the man in his tasks but rather increase them.

Training unknown men and women the intricacies of the responsibilities with each job would take quite a long time to complete, so Zylas decided to find and train loyal smallfolk and nobles willing to assist Jon from within his own ranks of influence and control.

For the first few days, Zylas taught several men and women of noble and smallfolk origin, the steps pertaining to each task Jon largely dealt with, including the new jobs set out by the Lost Cubs Group that began to work closely with the steward.

In fact, they assigned a number of tasks to the steward and searched out for him, instead of easily asking another steward of House Vitniryx.

Zylas had noticed such developments but saw them as nothing more than an act to enforce Jon's status amongst those loyal to House Vitniryx.

A small part of the House Steward wanted to tell the Lost Cubs to stop with their incessant orders and task, however he relented and let the acts continue for now.

Once the trained aides for Jon were trained over the course of a week, they joined the side of the Young Heir's Steward, well aware they would continue to serve the Young Lord for the foreseeable future.

Felix and Marcellus weren't inactive during this time, and closely investigated the faithful servants, Knights, Guards, and household members to the southern Houses, to learn of the early gatherings aimed to 'educate' Lucian in their ways.

Neither were surprised by the discovery because earlier investigations performed by the Birmir and other loyal guards to House Vitniryx proved a higher than likely possibility for such talks.

No exact proof found House Hollard and Darklyn breaking Guest Rights in the past, however through deeper investigations, Felix and Marcellus knew if they brought the evidence to Alexios, bloodshed would be unavoidable.

So, the two gathered trusted, loyal Birmir and Guards to watch out for any signs of treason or acts of aggression against the sworn oath amongst those of the two southern Houses.

Both Lords knew the Houses couldn't be hounded nor could they openly accuse them of treason without bloodshed, leaving the only option of acting in the shadows, where House Vitniryx and her allies reigned above all else.

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By the time Jon gained his first aides from Zylas, Lucian finally discovered the perfect item being sold by the System Store for 11,000 System Credits.

The job classification of 'Butler' allowed the Host to endow the gift upon an individual who'd become a highly trained and educated individual with classical means of servitude, and the more modern standards engrained into mindset, personality, and form.

Going by the price, Lucian agreed it was far too valuable to look past, especially when looking further into the combat skills provided by the purchase.

Modern martial arts, mastery of classical weapons and military strategy made up most of the valued price, however the main point of the Butler Job Classification gift meant the individual gained access to a partial System of their own with limited access to the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Neither Theriena nor Lucian knew what to expect, even when they felt the heartache of spending around 11,000 System Credits or more if they wanted to push ahead some of their grander ideas and projects for both the Shadows Claw and Northern Realm.

In time, the effects of his decisions and actions may spread across Planetos, but Lucian didn't have any ideas to expand his trade of influence and products beyond a specific region of discovered and explored land.

For now, the trade of goods was set only for the Shadows Claw, with food produce being planned for the north through merchant ship, along with metals and other necessary items of stable trade.

Fabric's, fur, trinkets, and equipment for protection sold in high volumes across Westeros, though the cost of crafting increased the price of most goods far too high for commoners to easily purchase.

Through mass production, largely performed within the Eternal Dimensional Realm, Lucian expected the cost of goods to largely decrease and become available to those who greatly require it over those with immense wealth.

Eventually certain goods would only be produced by chosen Houses of the north, ensuring the distribution of wealth and production methods spread, within reason, ensuring a wealthier and stronger northern realm.

To begin, Lucian decided he would spend close to 20,000 System Credits to purchase not just the Butler Job Classification but other items to hasten his influence on Planetos.

However, he continued to procrastinate and worked on himself while the guests of House Vitniryx extended their stay to last the whole month.

During this time, Jon performed admirably performed his duties and much more that was asked of him, which happened to surprise Zylas, who eventually went forth to learn the man greatly contributed to the management of Duskendale as well as the Lord.

Acting as a Castellan and Steward for most of his time in the later half of his life after marriage, Jon's adapted most of his knowledge and skills to perform his knew duties and those at not even asked of him, every so often.

Alexios saw fit to reward Jon, allowing a dozen Knights of House Darklyn and Hollard to begin training alongside the Guards of the Keep.

The Birmir were far out of the question to even be considered right now, which Jon realised fairly early on, but not all would see to reason.

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This led to the first encounter of strife between House Vitniryx and the two southern Houses, with several heavily intoxicated Knights attacked Guards of the Shadows Claw in the town-city.

As it turned out, the Knights were searching for a brothel or tavern, only to find a few young women heading home from the markets to come across their path.

The Knights decided to take what they believed was rightfully theirs and captured the women in their drunken state and rushed into a side alley amongst the densely populated part of Panthera.

Claiming injustice at not receiving training from the Birmir, the Knights tried to gain what they were 'owed' through innocent women of the Shadows Claw.

Thankfully, no harm came to the women as several Birmir and Guards assigned by Felix to track the Knights, quickly caught onto the acts of sin, and captured the assailants.

Within the hour, they were present before Alexios, Jon, Felix, Marcellus, and the few remaining Lords, such as the Skagosi, and those with fiefs on the islands surrounding the Palm Island.

This included Lord Frost of Frostfall Island, having decided to stay back to discuss several projects regarding shipyards on the Palm Island, but this saw the Lord being roped into spontaneous court with the nobility present to act as witness.

Justice handed down by Lord Vitniryx saw the Knights being sent to the Wall to take the Black, and a warning to the southern Houses to closely watch their loyal men and women from breaking the laws of First Men and Shadows Claw.

Swift action from the Lord of the Shadows Claw proved to the visiting Lords there wasn't any extra favour towards the southern Houses seeking refuge on the Shadows Claw after Jon's appointment as steward.

Many also saw this as their chance to remove Jon from this position, however Alexios remained steadfast in his decision and refused to hear the pleas of other Lords.

Most Ladies leading their Houses weren't anywhere near as vocal as their male counterparts, expect for a few who understood the intricacies of politics, northern and southern of the Neck.

This quelled a significant part of the anger felt by the Shadow Claw nobility as they wanted to provide men from their own Houses to serve faithfully to the Shadow Lords.

In the end, they weren't able to remove Jon, as the steward continued to serve House Vitniryx and Lucian after the actions of the Knights loyal and faithfully bound to Houses Darklyn and Hollard.

Lord Frost even chose to assign his second son to council and educate the Heir of the Shadows Claw, along with a retinue of Guards to serve at the orders of the Young Panther.

This led to other Lords offer their own children and kin to act as future council to Lucian, which Alexios accepted happily.

His main reasoning fell on ensuring the Houses of the Shadows Claw began to prepare for winter and their return to the north, through war and inevitable bloodshed.

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While the Lord was pleased, the steward to Lucian could only curse himself for leaving two Houses left in his control largely through marriage and respect, on their own without his direct oversight.

It led to the Knights disregarding his authority and those of their saviours to act against the laws and customs of the land.

He vowed to ensure neither House would not ever step out of line again, promising Alexios his own blade would be stained red by the blood of traitors and lawbreakers.

Jon thanked the Old Gods and New he did not need to unsheathe his sword against those serving his own, with the duties of stewardship keeping the man occupied and those of his House and Darklyn.

Alexios also told the man his duties would increase with more children coming under his purview and management as they would serve at the behest of his son in the future.

Felix and Marcellus lessened their suspicions of the two Houses, gifting certain Knights, servants, guards, and other household members various tasks and responsibilities around the Keep of Panthera in time.

They understood more people were required now to stand by and serve at Lucian's command and that of Jon's for a time.

Most joined Lucian's retinue of guards and servants, but a few entered the household of Vitniryx formally, coming under the control and authority of Alexios, though the responsibility for their care and management remained in Zylas's hands.

The Steward for House Vitniryx moved them onto Lucian's service, yet they underwent stringent training and re-education to serve at the side of their heir in the future.

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While this all went on, Lucian needed to aid Theriena to quell possible tension building up within the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Each passing day saw more people spawning and adding to the vast lands of the Hidden World, increasing the force ready at a wave of Lucian's hand to support his endeavours.

Unfortunately, the spawning saw many more men and women gathering together to create a fighting militia trained and educated by the Three Knights and Assassin Grandmaestro, but unable to test out their true military strength.

Many voices spoke out to hunt the creatures and beasts found throughout the lands of the Eternal Dimensional Realm, but the Hero Knights and Assassin Grandmaestro spoke out against such actions.

Even Theriena spoke on such matters and forbid the act, stating such moves would cause strife between the hunted creatures and those gone out to test their fighting capabilities.

The Guardian Spirit chose to speak with Lucian regarding the matter, only for the suggestion of Dungeon's to come up between the two.

A suggestion made to search for Dungeons throughout the Eternal Dimensional Realm by Lucian was well received and appreciated by the unruly factions itching to test their fortitude in combat.

And so began the large drive for exploration amongst those trained and educated to find not only creatures and beasts not noted down, but to come across Dungeons of various kinds and attain its valued goods.

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No discoveries were made for the first month or so, but after the second team left from Eden to explore the uncharted lands, a small party full of trained Scouts, Assassins, Knights, Wizards, Witches, and other occupations found the first Dungeon.

None knew what to expect when they came across a portal of sorts in a cave to the side of a mountain valley.

The party came across the cave believing there was a chance of discovering a new vein of ore or something similar of sorts, only for the group to find the swirling portal coloured a charged sky blue, disturbed by the power of lightning.

Not wanted to charge ahead into the Dungeon without some sort of idea what they were diving into, they called on Theriena, who arrived and promptly informed the party it was fine to enter the portal.

But before they entered, Theriena made sure everyone knew a few important facts, "If you hope to rush ahead through the portal, you must understand there are restrictions and dangers up ahead…

They will become known to you all upon entry but be warned… until you have successfully cleared the necessary requirements, death cannot be circumvented...

And a circumvented death, is not one you should ever be grateful for."

Theriena chose not to say anything further on the subject and left the party on their own, starting the march into the unknown.

To their surprise and delight, the party were to face continuous waves of aggressive beasts and creatures, starting from those native to the region closest to the portal gate.

Appearing deep within a formation of caves leading further into the earth, the large party of explorers fought the first wave of aggressive beasts, largely focused around woodland bears, wolves, stags, cheetahs, and other animals native to Earth.

The first wave saw them fight several dozen beasts prepared to kill them where they stood, only for the weapons, skills, and abilities of the party members to prevail.

Luckily for every individual, the Dungeon kept record of each person's contribution to the battle per wave, either through loot gathered from the dead beasts, or ores and gems found littered throughout the cave ceilings and walls.

All of their loot had been recovered automatically by the powers managing the Dungeon, ensuring each individual were noted for their contribution and effort within the confined space of the cave full of beasts out for blood and flesh.

However, it wasn't all fun and games for the unique exploring party…

As each wave of attack found itself completed, a slight tremor would affect the ground, warning those walking deeper into the caves the next wave would begin shortly.

In this particular case, the party felt the tremor for the fifth time, after which the beasts increased in volume, strength and size that the battle for survival became far more difficult to manage.

The end of the sixth wave saw several members of the party dead, yet no corpse remained behind to signify their deaths.

Though nobody questioned the missing bodies because the grief of the losses and adrenaline from combat continued to push them forward until they died off one by one.

When the last person died fighting to his last breath, distraught, and broken mentally, they sudden spawned outside of the cave, surrounded by their party members, each of whom were recovering from the experience of 'death'.

"Hmm… not what I expected…" heard the party, dragging each person of the party away from their self-wallowing.

"W-what the hell was that?!" cursed aloud the noted figured recognised by the party as their informal leader, and the last to leave the Dungeon through their 'death'.

The Wizard Knight leading the party looked around to find only a handful of his companions were able to bring themselves out of the mental grip 'death' exuded upon them.

None showed Theriena any sort of respect or reverence, rather they all felt unbridled anger and fury for having to witness their friends being cut down or savagely slaughtered by the beasts.

No one actually saw the bloodshed drawn by the beasts upon their comrades, but mattered little in front of Theriena, the person they began to associate with their suffering.

The Guardian Spirit also took note of the changing expressions and chose to slice through the tension now, instead of it blowing up back at Eden, attracting the attention of all nearby and present to hear.

"You were told beforehand that the Dungeons weren't all fun and games.

Even death was a real possibility, yet you all still entered into the unknown.

You should all be thankful that the Dungeon Gate wasn't one of the harder trials proposed on its entrants.

If it were, none of you would be alive after the first round." Theriena's cold yet piercing voice broke those free from their stupor who hadn't recovered from the experience within the Dungeon.

Some of younger members of the group who hadn't experienced combat through their own will, found it easier than others to cope through the gruff mental weight affecting them.

Others wanted to crawl next to their mother and father but knew that wasn't possible so far out from Eden, leaving them to rely on comrades and friends.

Theriena felt pity for the whole party, since many appeared quite young and carefree before they entered the Dungeon, only for it to spit them out after it thoroughly broke their mental capacity.

"Y-you s-should have warned us…" stuttered a young witch, her hair unable to keep itself in check as the winds of nature took hold.

She wasn't bothered to care about her lack of appearance, with her anger surfacing to the forefront of her mind and mouth.

Yet, the young witch stopped before cursing the Guardian Spirit of the Hidden World, when she caught sight of the golden eyes burning brighter than the fury of the blazing sun, high up in the ocean blue sky.

"Child," cooly stated Theriena, yet her voice thundered through the air and land, "You believe me to be a God…

I am no such thing… my child.

Rather I am the Guardian destined to protect these vast lands, seas, and airspace, left in my care and supervising, including the life's who live and breathe off those very same lands, such as yourself.

But my powers and abilities as a Guardian Spirit do not gift me the strength to teach you all life lessons and experience necessary to see your life progress forward.

If I intervened when the first 'death' was close to occur, you all would have been oblivious to any future threats or struggles coming your way.

Most likely you would suffer once more, but your minds would settle on the idea someone may save you at the very last minute.

Therefore, I chose to teach you all a hard and cruel point of reality…

Rely on yourself, and you will never suffer depending on others to save you."

Theriena's comments reminded each member of the party they were to fault for their own rash decisions to charge ahead into the Dungeon without knowing the dangers up ahead.

Thankfully, none had to go through true death, and only felt the 'death' that expelled them from the Dungeon and its continuous game of combat torture through waves of bloodthirsty beasts.

"I suggest you all leave from here and return to Eden.

You have already secured plenty of rewards and goods from the Dungeon that can be accessed through the dark pouches strung to your waist."

Nothing more was said by Theriena, leaving behind the party as they found the small black pouches with intricate lace designs, no larger than an apple yet it held plenty of items and goods.

Every member of the party to enter the Dungeon found scores of beast corpses, ores, and gems recovered from the caves they continued to travel down into the Earth, fighting hordes of crazed beasts.

For a time, they cursed the goods as nothing more than a reminder of their actions, but after a while, and with sound reasoning forming in their minds, they decided to return with it all and hopefully gain something from the Eden Guild.

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Thus started the first of many different Dungeon Gate discoveries began, only for a second entrance to be made through an archway of vines from the World Tree sprouting through the ground to create the portals.

They were created towards a newer section of Eden reserved largely for the Guild, and the Explorers that became evermore with the rewards being bountiful, though not without a cost the first time at the very least.

Not matter who, Theriena refused to aid anyone during their first trial into a Dungeon Gate, having come to the firm decision everyone needed to experience their own downfall in the heat of battle, when all was lost, and nothing remained but your emotions.

Never one to live a mortal life, Theriena experienced plenty of mortality through those spawned by the Summoning Square created through the native flora and vines of the World Tree, and in essence 'gifting' Theriena a view of their previous lifetimes.

Those who chose to return and fight once more were advised the Dungeon Gates would increase their difficult for the respective person or group of people returning based on their behaviour previously.

Slight improvements in either the beasts and their movement could be found, or that they were increasing in numbers and strength early on.

Death was possible in the first wave, and nearly proven true a number of times when certain people were ready to fight right away after being expelled from the Dungeon through 'death'.

They were only saved through sheer brilliance of their own or protected by a party member, saving their hide.

Though none dared to enter thrice, knowing full well certain death would occur.

Upon return to Eden, the resources gathered from the Dungeons began to fill up the storehouses of the Guild, eventually requiring Theriena's aide to shift some of the goods to the System Inventory space.

The time taken to process all the goods took up far too much time, especially all the meat from the beasts.

It was edible and highly nutritious to consume, quickly becoming a staple in many kitchens across Eden and the small villages sprouting up in strategic resource points.

Leather and fur became a hot commodity and easily the most funded from the continued hunts through the Dungeons.

Most people would make clothes, shoes, armour, or other such things from the leather, but the furs led to rugs, blankets, hooded cloaks, and far more.

Some of the crafters from different fields gathered to deal with the increase in certain resources, and to find a solution to matter, either through trade in the future or new products.

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*Ding*

[The first Dungeon Gate has been discovered by inhabitants of the Eternal Dimensional Realm!]

[Individuals to discover each new Dungeon Gate will have their names noted beside the archway entrances sprouting in the established town of Eden]

[Dungeon Gates will reward each entrant with goods, from ores, corpses of the slayed beasts and creatures, mined gems, and much more through the assistance of the System!]

[Weapons, armour, tameable beasts and other goods can be acquired through the Dungeon Gates but only after the entrants have achieved great success during their trials]

[Host will receive a share of the earnings made by each Dungeon entrant through System Credits and Experience Points, recognising the authority and figure to which the Eternal Dimensional Realm is bound]

[Host currently is rewarded:

500 System Credits

10KG of unrefined Nickel

10KG of unrefined Iron

10KG of uncut Gems

1 Basic Blueprint for smelting and refining ores site

1 Basic Forge Blueprint for improved steel, and metal production]

[Rewards may seem very little in comparison since Host isn't entering the Dungeon themselves]

[Once host is able to enter Dungeons themselves, they will receive all the rewards gained through their efforts]

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Unable to do much besides eating, sleeping, and crawling around the Keep within a limited capacity, Lucian couldn't help but shudder at the realisation Dungeon Gates were his best source of continued income for System Credits.

Completely aware of the danger each Dungeon possessed for every entrant willing to risk their mental health and physical wellbeing, Lucian felt it wasn't wise to force those of the Hidden World to consistently raid Dungeons.

Resentment would rise rapidly if actual death were to occur over some System Credits which weren't anything compared to an actual life able to provide their labour and strength to Eden and the Hidden World as a whole.

So, Lucian wasn't prepared for the notifications each morning for the past few days detailing the rewards collected from the Dungeon Gate raids by those of the Hidden World.

In no way was Lucian bothered by the notifications, rather he couldn't believe Theriena turned their growing issue into a great success that brought material gains alongside monetary ones.

This calmed Lucian significantly, with his worries largely revolved around increasing the ever-low System Credits requiring replenishment to further purchase any other Entertainment Media Source or from a different category.

Within a few days since their original discussion to begin searching for Dungeon Gates, Lucian already received quite a number of rewards from the System's automatic distribution of the goods.

From the System Credits, unrefined ores and uncut gems, Lucian found himself with plenty of materials he couldn't do anything with in his current physical state, leaving it all in Theriena's care and that of the System Inventory.

This included the blueprints, such as the forge, and ore refinement site, designed to appear Medieval, yet the functions came from a renaissance period.

It had slight differences from those originally created and utilised during medieval times, taking up vast open flat fields to ensure the forging of metals and refinement of ores wasn't disturbed by the ever-increasing heat affecting the labourers.

However, the land wasn't left to wither and die away under the intense heat according to the blueprints but rather flourish to create a garden of sorts to turn the dark and grimy workplace into a haven of steel and nature's bounty.

So far, no plans were made to construct the sites from the two blueprints first rewarded to Lucian, when the current smitheries set up in Eden and villages at strategic resource points sufficed for the time being.

With Magiks utilised in part of the refining process, Smiths were able to steadily forge plenty of metal stock to provide the military forces and explorers of the Hidden World, before worrying about those outside the Eternal Dimensional Realm.

Current production capabilities allowed for the produced resources to easily suffice for those presently located within the Eternal Dimensional Realm, but not capable of covering the requirements by forces of Planetos.

Lucian hadn't once called on any of the resources produced from within the Hidden World, knowing full well nobody could do much with the goods in their current forms other than gifted craftsmen wanting to try their hand at new materials.

Even so, a number of the produced materials were stored into the System Inventory for a future date, largely left in the controls of Lucian, who would decide the time to begin influencing change into Planetos.

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The first blueprints rewarded by the System were sent to the Lost Cubs group, hoping they could construct the sites on Planetos, as the Hidden World wasn't requiring those facilities.

Closer to Lucian's sixth month in the new world, his actions came around the time all the invited nobility began to finally leave the Port of Panthera and returned home.

Lucian noticed his time in the world of Planetos had brought no change or improvements for the people beyond the Lost Cubs group, largely infuriating the babe.

None of the changes appeared like a whole lot for Lucian, however for those it affected immediately, they were forever indebted to those who'd changed their lives for the better.

The first and foremost was basic hygiene practises being enforced across the Port of Panthera before they slowly spread out to other towns, villages, and ports to aid the smallfolk.

Boiled water, while not a major stead forward in the world's technological advancement department, it largely aided the field of medicine and personal health for a population dependent on ale, mead, or other alcoholic substances as a substitute over water.

Sadly, clean water wasn't readily available to the smallfolk, and even nobles found it difficult to find their own suitable source that couldn't be contaminated easily.

So, the practise of boiled water from streams and rivers became accepted by the masses, including the sterilisation of towels and clothing during childbirth, which all came through the female members of the Lost Cubs Group.

All Lucian chose to advance into Panthera came through the Lost Cubs, including the boiled water, making salt from sea water, and surprisingly, ice.

They informed Alexios of these ideas upon their first conversation with the Lord of the Shadows Claw, much to his delight and awe to see new avenues of trade for his people and those on the mainland.

Salt from sea water wouldn't easily begin to show profit for the effort placed into its production, yet gathering ice for long term storages, and sale, could easily begin with the right equipment, and that itself was manageable by Haikren, a well-known Lost Cub.

Glass had also been proposed to Alexios, however specifically constructed facilities needed to be built and operational before it could earn a return on its investment.

The blueprints Lucian continued to provide the Lost Cubs group from the System Rewards were enough to help ease the construction of certain facilities, but it still required wealth and manpower, which wasn't largely available.

On the other hand, labour in other industries such as sea trade, meant the production of salt made from sea water became possible.

This added a strong new revenue for House Vitniryx to hold in their grasp, further securing their reign and that of further generations.

Lucian hoped to have achieve far more for his homeland, but the weight of his physical age being no more than five months made it near impossible to actually cause real progress that he deemed worthy of his own respect and acknowledgement.

Therefore, the actions of the Lost Cubs became his only point of salvation for the Shadows Claw, relying heavily on their expertise, skills, and good nature to convince others of their ideas and projects.

Smallfolk came to appreciate clean and safe water in their homes, easily replacing substances like mead, ale, wine and other unnecessary drinks that were known to harm health and mental faculties of the abuser.

However very few cared for such matters when the small changes brought by the Lost Cubs saw less mothers, daughters, and wives passing away during childbirth due to the lack of hygiene and safe practises to ensure the child and mother were safe.

While fewer deaths helped increase the validity of the practises suggested by the Lost Cubs, it brought about the Lehirai Masters from the Theca to ask for their aid in projects and ideas they'd thought of but unable to construct.

One project proposed by the Lehirai Masters revolved around the medical field, with refined tools and equipment necessary for surgery, something the Theca had long wished to improve and turn into a subject taught to all students if possible.

Death through injury unable to be healed or assessed by the Lehirai was a common cause not only for the Shadows Claw but the world at a whole, where Maesters refused to improve their own skillset over their fear education would lead to a revolt of the current societal period.

They weren't worried for themselves or their order, but rather the knowledge leaving their grasp and aiding those across the Narrow Sea or further beyond to an enemy long favoured against Oldtown.

Though for now, Lucian wouldn't have to concern himself with such matters regarding the Maesters, but rather the Theca and their strong influence across the Shadow Claw, providing noble and commoners alike to study and educate themselves to better their standing in life.

The Lost Cubs Group were heavily involved with the Theca and provided their knowledge and expertise over certain fields and subjects to gain a greater standing in the altered society of the Shadows Claw that happily praised those who brought positive change to the Isle.

Haikren and the members of the group chose to discuss certain projects Lucian deemed worthy of attraction the Theca's attention to initiate and possibly gain their thoughts on, as they had far more knowledge of Shadows Claw, and its people.

They even initiated the very first census of the Shadows Claw thousands of years earlier, and kept up with the practise till now, though it was only conducted every few years to keep track of those calling the Isle their home.

It couldn't be called a true census, but it was enough for the Lehirai and the Lords of the Shadows Claw to know how many were under their leadership and protection.

Even so the information gained through tireless hard work had helped Shadows Claw survive each winter season ever since House Vitniryx claimed the Isle of the Shadows Claw as their home.

Any excess crops were sent to the mainland to support the North when they found themselves unable to provide for smaller villages and towns across the land.

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Lucian had heard from his father, nannies, and Old Nan Peri about the tale of the Shadows Claws generosity during times of winter, so he asked Haikren and the others to propose fertiliser to his father.

However, the Lost Cubs agreed it was a tough topic to discuss with the Lord of their new home, when the importance of fertiliser would see it become the most demanded item across Westeros and Essos if marketed and traded correctly.

They left the discussion with Alexios to Lucian, realising the project could only come into effect if the Lord of Shadows Claw agreed to collecting faeces of the smallfolk, nobility, and domesticated animals for creating fertiliser.

So, for the foreseeable future, Lucian convinced the Lost Cubs to focus on the creation of paper and ink sustainable enough to rearrange the societal dependency on parchment made from animal skin.

It worked perfectly for the current climate of Planetos, but with Lucian planning to increase his intervention in the stagnant innovation of all fields of knowledge, and craft, paper would find itself at the forefront of demand to catalogue the released discoveries.

The Lost Cubs Group long wanted to introduce paper to Planetos, however they weren't privy to its creation, unlike Lucian who'd refined the process throughout his countless lifetimes across eternity.

Turning wood into watered pulp with certain natural plants could create basic whitish paper, though terribly soft and fairly susceptible to tearing.

Currently, craftsmen were partially focused on creating the necessary equipment for paper, though they followed the designs and suggestions provided by Lucian.

In a past life as a member of a young noble House closely attached to the land as it was their main source of income, Lucian chose to spend part of his youth improving the nature of various methods and processes commonly utilised back on Earth.

At the time, Lucian wasn't concerned with improving the standing of his House, but rather stem his curiosity and boredom, he decided to focus first on refining the paper creation process.

Wood utilised for the pulp was primarily focused on harvesting one particular tree flora, only for Lucian to employ a mixture of half a dozen wood types and plants to eventually produce a surprisingly resilient and tough base to be used in making paper.

The mesh for paper crafting wasn't made from only steel, as it wasn't entirely possibly to produce in large quantity, but an alloy mixture of bronze, iron, brass, and nickel created the perfect metal for papermaking.

It wouldn't easily rust or break apart from numerous usages, leading Lucian to create his first trading company in conjunction with his noble House to greatly produce and sell paper to not only the noble society, but commoners to further their own education and preferred crafts.

Of course, this caused plenty of strife and political issues for his small noble House, however the value of paper quickly stopped those heavily interested in the paper production to stay away unless they wanted nobility to riot out of anger.

Thinking back to his past life, full of limitless wonders and scheming nobility made Lucian wanted to chuckle at how badly he'd left the world before his death, but it mattered little in his current lifetime.

He wasn't the son of a minor noble House but rather the heir to a Great House of the North, standing shoulder to shoulder with House Stark of the Northern Realm to govern the land and protect those under their purview.

While paper wouldn't ideally aid in the protection of those unable to safeguard themselves from harm, hunger, and pain, it would bring about great change to improve the standard of living for all across the Northern Realm.

The first step to went through the Lost Cubs Group who'd started to acquire ores and metals sold by merchants returning to the Port of Panthera after selling their wares across the Narrow Sea or around parts of Westeros.

Certain previous metals and ores purchased or found were quickly taken away by the Lost Cubs as they diligently worked to recreate the alloy metal Lucian informed them about, regarding the production of paper.

Sadly, the time taken to recreate the alloy metal largely took up the remainder of the month, leading into the sixth month of Lucian being birthed into the world of Planetos.

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Having caught up with all the progress he'd made since birth and the information gained through silent observation led Lucian to believe the current world of Planetos was far too different than the original timeline of events created by George RR Martin.

He wasn't sure exactly what changes or differences were there from the storyline devised by George RR Martin, it still didn't prevent Lucian from preparing for the most unexpected events he'd come across or those in his employ.