Tobias pov-
Three eyed crow - " Tobias, listen carefully, the Deep Ones are coming back, and they're bringing destruction with them."
Me - "What the fuck is Deep once "..⋋| ◉ ͟ʖ ◉ |⋌
Three eyed crow - "According to legend, They are ancient intelligent marine life, The Deep Ones ruled over nearly half of the world a long time ago, And they had seemingly disappeared from Westeros before the First Men ever set foot on Westeros. "
Me -"What led to the sudden disappearance of the Deep Ones?"
Three eyed crow -" No one really knows about this. Perhaps the Old Gods might have some insight. There are some rumours....Deep Ones have been reported as seen by some fishermen and pirates during their sea voyages. But the Deep Ones, whom they consider their God, maybe you've heard about him— Drown God. "
Me - "Fuck,The low-cost copy of Cthulhu. In order to stop the Drown god, I must have more firepower."
At that moment, a Snow Eagle lands on the balcony, and a leather pouch is attached to its leg.
Three eyed crow - "I have come with a gift for you. The Weirwood Tree seed that has been preserved by the Children of the Forest since the time of Bran the Builder is contained inside this pouch. By utilizing this seed, the Old Gods can be fully awakened. To fully awaken the Old Gods, you must have all three Golems in order to perform the ritual. It took me so long to bring this seed to you because the Children of the Forest had to prepare it for the ritual. "
I took out the seed of the Weirwood tree from the leather pouch. The seed has a similar appearance to an ordinary peach seed.
At that moment, it felt as if an electric shock ran through me, and when I looked around, there is only darkness everywhere. I couldn't feel my body, as if my consciousness had entered a new dimension without my body. I felt the presence of hundreds of eyes watching me from every direction. Soon, voices began to emerge, each one distinct and each with its own unique tone.
A feminine voice -"Listen carefully, we have little time. It is imperative that you put an end to that blasphemer who is sacrificing his sons to the Cold God....., And You will find a opportunity."
A old voice - "The Tower that Bran the Builder constructed is a mystery about that you must uncover. Because the Deep ones want something from that tower...,And you will find a great power."
A young voice - "Three golems embody three stages of humanity: the Stone Age, the Ice Age, and the Steel Age. Find the method of making Steel..... And you will find the last golem"
Suddenly, my consciousness returns to my body. It's clear to me that the crow is observing me closely.
Three eyed crow -" So, what did the old gods tell you?"
I took a deep breath and muttered " that was intense"
I look at the crow and say, "First, I need to deal with that Craster.... Humm fuck that good for nothing Craster. Then, I have to figure out how to turn raw metal into steel, maybe with the help of my Pokémon, so I can unlock Registeel. But I don't know anything about making steel. And I also have to unravel the mystery of the Hightower in Oldtown."
Three eyed crow - " You don't need to worry. The complete method for turning raw metal into steel, information about the Deep Ones, and the mystery of the Hightower—all of these can be found in one place in Oldtown."
Me - Citadel..!
Three eyed crow - "But you must be cautious of those maesters, as most of them despise magic. If they get the chance, they will surely conspire against you."
Me - "Crow, there's no need for you to worry about that. Two of my Pokémon will be dispatched, and they will steal all the information from the maesters without them being aware."
Craster's Keep -
The wind died. One moment it howl through the rotting timbers of Craster's Keep, and the next — silence. Not peace, but the stillness of something holding its breath.
Then came the cold. Not the kind that numbed the fingers or chapped the lips, but a deeper thing — a death-chill that sank into bone and thought alike. The fire in the hearth sputtered and shrank.
Tall. Terrible. Silent. Their skin was pale as starlight, their hair like threads of frozen smoke. Their eyes blazed an unearthly blue, bright and cruel as a winter moon. They moved without sound, yet every step cracked the ground beneath them with frost. Ice clung to their armor, plates carved in shapes no smith south of the Wall could name, runes etched in a language colder than death.
One raised a blade of impossibly clear ice — not steel
Behind them, the forest shifted — dead men emerged from the shadows, their eyes the same cruel blue, their limbs stiff, rotting, relentless.
The echoes of a small child's crying can be heard throughout the area. At that moment, a White Walker starts moving towards the child. Suddenly..... Booom.....💥💥
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Notification*
[ (Available Pokemon -13 / locked pokemon -???)
***legendary Pokémon trainer Bloodline fully awaken....
***Pokémon egg ritual.....
***blessing of old gods....
***legendary item mega stone (quality legendary)
( Pokemon - Riolu , Arcanine , Regirock ,Ivysaur, Corviknight,Magikarp ,Tyranitar, Grimer, Happiny, metagross, Regice, Zorua, Armarouge ) ]
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Chapter release on - Sun, Wed, Fri and maybe a bonus chapter.
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