CH 1 Quillbot Edit
"Urgggghhh" A woman in her late teens with black hair and brown eyes was screaming out in pain on the bed with a big belly. Next to her was a man of the same age as the woman, with brown hair and gray eyes, who was holding her hand in support.
Wet nurses were running around in the room with fresh water, fresh cloth, and blood-stained clothes. Finally, the women screamed out one more time, and the wailing of a child was heard. Hearing the sound, the people in the room cringed for a bit as the baby was wailing loudly, even for a baby that was just born. The wet nurse who was holding the baby told the man, "You have a boy, my King and Queen."
The man looked at the women after he heard what the wet nurse said: "It looks like our son is a loud one, Sarra."
Giving her husband a weak smile, she said, "Of course he is; Stark blood runs through him after all."
Then, turning to look at their son, Sarra said, "Give my son to me."
The wet nurse, who had cleaned the baby with fresh water and towels, gave the baby to his mother while saying, "The prince has calmed down, my queen."
Cradling her son to her chest, she shed some tears and said, "It looks like he has your gray eyes, Brandon."
"And from the looks of the patch on his head, I would say that he would have your wild hair." Brandon was commended as he motioned for the wet nurses to go out of the room to give them some privacy.
Looking at his wife and queen, he asked, "What will you name him, Sarra?"
Thinking for a bit as she bit on her lower lip, she said, "How about we name him Reagan Stark?"
Chuckling, Brandon said, "Reagan, in Old Tongue, it means Little King; I like it. Fitting name for the Winter King."
"Well, the meaning would lose its hold on him after he grows up. I am sure of that." Sarra said with conviction, and when Brandon looked at her, he told him, "It's a mother's intuition."
Shaking his head, he kissed his wife on the forehead and kissed Reagan on the cheek, then whispered into his ear, "Your name is Reagan, Reagan Stark."
As the King left and the Queen slowly started to sleep after putting Reagan in the cradle, Reagan was seeing his memories from his past two lives and reading a message that had popped up in his mind after seeing the memories.
For your service to the Akashic Records, we have given you the chance to reincarnate again in a new world with some random powers. I hope you will create a legend in this life like you did in your second life.
Granting Rewards:
Enhanced Condition
Biokinesis
Psychometry
Fenrir
Hunting Dimension.
Good Luck!]
Reading all that, Reagan was blown out of his mind. 'I'll be damned. I'm the future King of the North in this life; in the last reincarnation, I lived without knowing about my first life. But still, that was a good life. Living as one of the warlords in ancient Greece has been enlightening in the way of living in ancient times. Even though I don't fully know the show or the books, there's no problem, as I was reincarnated before Westeros was united. Let's develop this land as much as I can, and from where am I going to get a Fenrir? Is it going to fall from the sky? Or am I getting a dire wolf cub and it evolves into a Fenrir? And what's up with the hunting dimension? Is it like a dimension only consisting of forests and some animals, or like a real world? And why are my eyes shutting down? '
Reagan started to close his eyes involuntarily because of tiredness from being born and getting the previous life memories in his tiny little brain. Soon, Reagan went to the dream lands, where he started to see the attack on North by the Others, the people fighting back the dead and cold, a man with a flaming sword killing the leader of the Others, him naming the place where he killed the leader of the Other Winterfell, the child born to the hero being friends with the children of the forest and the giants, building a seven hundred foot tall wall made with stones and ice, the children of the forest crowning the builders son King of Winter.
While he was having visions from the past in his dream, a large dire wolf was walking in the shadows of the night with a cub held in its mouth. The dire wolf was slowly walking to the castle of Winterfell from the eastern direction. There was blood on its fur, and there was a large gash that ran from its shoulder to the back from where its blood was flowing out.
Without alerting the guards of Winterfell, the dire wolf entered the castle stealthily, and it was going towards the room where Sarra and Reagan were sleeping after childbirth. The dire wolf saw two guards standing at the doors; it showed itself to the guards, which was effective as the guards froze on their spot as they saw a giant black dire wolf with blood all over its fur and a cub held by its scruff, and then suddenly fell unconscious from the aura that was emitting from the dire wolf.
The dire wolf slowly walked past the unconscious guards, opened the door by lightly pushing it, and entered the room. It went straight towards Reagan, then slowly and carefully placed the cub in the cradle with tears falling from its eyes. As soon as the dire wolf knew that its cub was safe and had reached the place where it needed to reach, it plopped down onto the floor. Slowly dying due to the immense blood loss that it had lost from the gash on its body. In its final moments, the dire wolf thought about what happened some time ago. Men with pointy sticks hunting her pack without rest, capturing her mate, and a big man with a small man skinning him alive, capturing her babies and skinning them alive like their father. That big man and small man were smiling while they were skinning her pack alive and killing them in the process. Finally, she closed her eyes, as she had saved her youngest cub and made sure to give him to the ones who have the blood of a wolf.
When dawn came, the maid who was going to wake up the Queen and the Prince saw the unconscious guards, and she ran straight into the room without asking permission. When she saw a giant wolf dead near the cradle, she screamed in fright, which woke up the three occupants in the room and the unconscious guards from their slumber. "AHAHHHHHHHH!"
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