By the time he looked up, Little Pete had already fled, the fear of Daemon's power prompting him to abandon his companions and the battle.
Breathing heavily, Daemon glanced around at the aftermath of the intense encounter. Lyanna approached him, grateful for his intervention that saved her from danger.
"Thank you," she said softly, her voice full of admiration and respect for the mysterious aura user who had protected her.
Daemon looked up at her and smiled hiding the pain of his hand "I'm glad you're safe, though I'm sure you could've taken them even if I hadn't shown up"
Daemon's bright smile made Lyanna blush a bit before she raised an eyebrow at him "Are you making fun of me?" She said with a slightly narrowed gaze.
Daemon shrinks a bit under her wolf-like glare "No! Really I'm a beginner in Aura so if I could take them I'm sure you could've easily taken them if it wasn't for that weird dagger" he said with a smile as he stood up.
Lyanna's eyes widen "You're a beginner and you can do that! Who taught you? Can he teach me!" She practically shouted as she grabbed Daemon by the shoulders shaking him.
Daemon scratched the back of his head with a confused look on his face "No one taught me, I've been learning on my own"
Lyanna's eyes were wide with awe "How did you get so good!? Why were you in the river!? Is it a secret technique!? Like the Tully's!?" Lyanna asked rapid-fire questions, the wild girl was overwhelming Daemon as he stood there being shaken by her.
"I'm not sure how good I am, you're only the second aura user I've met" Daemon stated humbly as he put his knapsack down. All his belongings were drenched, which was to be expected since Daemon spent most of the month in a river. Taking out his wet tunic he put it on before swinging his knapsack back on his back.
Lyanna looks at him humourlessly "I'm only the second aura user you've met? What are you a wildling? You'd have to be living in the middle of nowhere to not run into at least a few"
Daemon smiles a bit sheepishly as he goes to the men on the ground poking them with his foot and getting a few groans in return "Perhaps we should leave, do you have somewhere I can escort you to?" He asked politely.
Lyanna nods her head before grabbing him by the hand and pulling him off "A little less than an hour away is my father's camp"
Daemon nods and allows himself to be dragged away from the scene "I don't believe I got the chance the introduce myself before. I'm Daemon Rivers" he said to her.
Lyanna turned around and smiled "Well met Daemon Rivers, I'm Lyanna Stark"
Daemon's eyes widened when he heard the word Stark, even though he was raised in the middle of the forest he was educated by his uncle, he needed to be as he made trips to Maidenpool sometimes. His uncle didn't want to take the risk that he would offend one of the nobles and end up being thrown in the cells.
Daemon smiles politely, a look Lyanna was all too familiar with "It's nice to meet you, my lady"
Lyanna frowns "Piss on that call me Lyanna, you saved my life none of this 'my lady' nonsense" she spat out.
Daemon chuckles at her demeanour he was glad he wouldn't need to tread on eggshells around her.
"What were you doing in the trident, there is a crossing a bit further up you know? You didn't need to swim" Lyanna says with a small chuckle.
Daemon raises his eyebrow at her "You know I may have been raised in the forest but I'm not an idiot, I was training" he explained.
This seemed to pique Lyanna's interest as she turns around fully her hands still entwined with his "Training!? Do you mean training your aura" she asked excitedly.
Daemon nodded his head with a smile "I do, I don't have a teacher at the moment so I'm training on my own"
Lyanna's eyes widen "Train me!?" She half asks half demands.
Daemon shakes his head "I am a beginner the only teacher I have is an old book that was left to me"
"You're a lady of a great house, don't you have a teacher already," he asks, getting a scowl from Lyanna in return.
"Father thinks that learning aura will only encourage my unladylike behaviour" she practically spits out.
Daemon chuckles, getting a glare from Lyanna "I-I only laugh 'cause of how stupid it is, but if that's the case how did you unlock your aura?"
Lyanna gives him a cocky grin "I did it by myself, I even did it quicker than my brothers did"
Daemon is awed by her accomplishment, in the journal it explained how it could take months or even years under someone's instruction to unlock your aura, the fact she did it alone was amazing.
"Still I think you should get someone more experienced than me to train you otherwise-"
"There is no one else! Who would be willing to go against my father and teach me" Lyanna blurted out
"At least teach me what you did to beat those bandits, that way I can at least protect myself if I get into trouble again" she continues as she looks at Daemon her deep silver/grey eyes burning deep into him.
Daemon finally gives up and sighs "Fine I'll show you how to do it, but I can't stay around for long I'm heading up to Riverrun" he explains.
Lyanna smiles broadly "That's perfectly fine as that's where we are headed too, you can join our party, I'm sure Father would be happy to host the person who saved me"
Daemon nods his head and they continue walking back to the Stark camp "Why are the Starks heading to Riverrun if I may ask?"
Lyanna shakes her head indicating she didn't mind "It's not all of us, just me father and my elder brother Brandon"
"Father wants to set up a betrothal between Brandon and the Tully girl I don't remember which one, and I'm here because Father thinks it'll do me well to make friends with the girls, maybe learn to embroider or something stupid like that" she continues.
Daemon snorts "I've just met you but even I can tell you'd be dreadful at embroidering"
Lyanna chuckles and playfully pushes him "I'll have you know I could be the best at embroidering if it wasn't so terribly boring, the few times I tried it I felt like throwing myself out of the Winterfell towers"
They are soon interrupted while they're walking by the trees ruffling and large footsteps. Daemon narrows his eyes as he steps in front of Lyanna, his aura had already been released and is flowing around him.
As Lyanna and Daemon turned their attention towards the source of the sound, their eyes fell upon the familiar smug face of little Pete, who had returned with a formidable companion - his big brother, aptly named Big Pete. The man towered over them at an intimidating 7 feet tall, with an ugly and unwashed appearance. But what caught their attention was the thick aura flowing around him, far more substantial than Daemon's own.
Little Pete's voice rang out, filled with arrogance as he introduced his towering brother. "This is my big brother, Big Pete," he said with a sneer. "You've caused us some trouble by injuring my men, and now we've come for payment. Hand over the girl, and maybe we'll let you go."
Big Pete spoke with a falsely polite tone, belying the menace behind his words. "You see, it's just business," he said, his eyes fixated on Lyanna with unsettling hunger. His intentions were clear, and it sent shivers down her spine.
Lyanna's resolve wavered for a moment, but she quickly steadied herself, drawing strength from Daemon's presence beside her. She knew she couldn't let herself be taken by these ruthless men.
Daemon, his aura remaining calm but vigilant, stepped slightly in front of Lyanna, shielding her from Big Pete's leering gaze. "She's not going anywhere with you," he said firmly, his voice unwavering.
Big Pete's grin widened, his eyes filled with dark intent. He swung the massive sledgehammer onto his shoulder effortlessly, a menacing display of his strength. "You're in no position to refuse," he said, his tone dark and dangerous.
As Big Pete sneered, his smug demeanour evident, he taunted Daemon, "You're just a baby aura user, ain't ya? I've had my aura unlocked for years, and I've got myself a fancy aura ability to boot!"
Daemon looked puzzled, trying to make sense of Big Pete's words. Lyanna stepped in, pressing herself against Daemon's back protectively, and explained, "Aura abilities are unique to each person. It's like a personal skill that you develop over time." Daemon's understanding dawned, and he nodded in appreciation of Lyanna's explanation.
Big Pete smirked, clearly relishing the perceived advantage he had. "You got it, pretty boy. But trust me, it won't save ya from what's coming," he sneered, cracking his knuckles in a menacing display.
With a firm grip on his Valyrian steel sword, Daemon squared his shoulders and flared his aura in response. He met Big Pete's challenge with determination in his eyes.
As the aura around them intensified, Big Pete's smirk widened, his aura surging to an intimidating level. "let's see what you've got, baby aura user," he jeered, his voice oozing with arrogance.
Lyanna's grip on Daemon's shoulder tightened, offering her silent support. "You can do this," she whispered, her voice filled with unwavering belief in him. Though she was frustrated at herself that she couldn't do anything to help him, recognising that she wouldn't last a minute against that man.
With the stage set for an intense showdown, Daemon and Big Pete faced off, their auras ablaze in a fierce display of power and determination. The forest had become a battleground of extraordinary proportions, and their clash would decide the course of this perilous encounter.
As Daemon charged forward, swinging his Valyrian steel sword with all his might, he fully expected the blade to cut through anything in its path. However, he was taken aback when Big Pete effortlessly caught the strike with the wooden shaft of his sledgehammer, shocking him.
Big Pete's laughter echoed around them as he taunted Daemon. "You don't even know any of the advanced principles," he jeered, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You're in way over your head, little man. This is going to be too easy."
The intense battle continued, each clash of their auras resonating through the air. Despite his determination, Daemon found himself on the receiving end of Big Pete's overwhelming strength and skill. The kick that hit him in the stomach sent him flying back, crashing into a tree with bone-crushing force. Grunting in pain, Daemon clutched his stomach, thankful that his aura had absorbed some of the impact, sparing him from even more severe injuries.
As he got back up, Daemon flared his aura once more, ready to face Big Pete once again. But it was clear that his opponent's aura abilities were on a different level. Every strike he attempted was met with a seemingly impenetrable defence.
With a mix of frustration and determination, Daemon charged at Big Pete, his Valyrian steel sword poised for another attack. However, even as he swung at his opponent's face, he noticed the thickening of Big Pete's aura, allowing him to block the strike effortlessly with his arm.
The sledgehammer swung towards him once more, but this time, Daemon managed to kick the handle, blocking the attack. He had to think of a different approach if he wanted to stand a chance against such a formidable opponent.
Releasing a hand from his sword, Daemon threw a powerful punch at Big Pete's face. But once again, he noticed the thickening aura just before the impact, diminishing the effect of his blow. The realization sank in that even with all his strength, Big Pete's aura seemed to neutralize much of his attacks.
He jumped backwards disengaging from the seasoned aura user 'He's manipulating his aura, with every strike he receives the area thickens with aura just before nearly nullifying the hit' Daemon concluded.
As Daemon's realization sank in, a massive, almost exhilarated smile spread across his face. Despite the dire consequences that loomed if he were to lose, he found himself enjoying the thrill of the battle. It was as if a newfound sense of exhilaration had taken over him, Little did he know he'd inherited his ancestor's love for fighting, especially those stronger than he was.
Lyanna couldn't help but be enamoured with the sight of Daemon's smile amidst the intense battle. There was something captivating about the way he embraced the excitement and danger of the situation. His aura flared once more, radiating with an intensity that mirrored his enthusiasm.
With a renewed sense of determination and a newfound sense of fun, Daemon charged at Big Pete once again. His Valyrian steel sword gleamed as he swung it with skill and precision 'I've found your weakness, it's over now' Daemon thought with a smile.
Amid the intense battle, Daemon's keen observation skills served him well. As he swung his Valyrian steel sword towards Big Pete's neck, he noticed the telltale signs of his opponent's aura thickening around his arm, blocking the attack. Thinking quickly, Daemon executed a swift and well-placed kick to Big Pete's leg, targeting a vulnerable area where his aura was less concentrated.
A resounding crunch and a pained scream from Big Pete confirmed that Daemon's strategy had worked. By distributing his aura to one area for defence, Big Pete had inadvertently left another area vulnerable. Daemon capitalized on this opening, breaking through the weakened defence with ease.
Big Pete fell to his knees, weakened and in pain, and Daemon wasted no time taking advantage of the situation. He lunged forward, aiming a punch at Big Pete's face. Anticipating the attack, Big Pete thickened his aura around his face, but Daemon's fist went straight past him, finding its mark around the back of his neck. With a knee strike to his sternum, a sickening crack followed, leaving Big Pete roaring in agony.
However, Big Pete was not one to be taken down easily. Roaring with fury, he flared his aura, slamming the ground with his sledgehammer and sending Daemon flying away with tremendous force.
As Daemon crashed to the ground, the impact sent shockwaves through his body, leaving him disoriented and momentarily breathless. But he quickly regained his focus, drawing upon the adrenaline coursing through his veins. His aura flared once more as he got back on his feet, not willing to let the setback deter him.
Lyanna's heart pounded with concern as she watched the intense battle unfold before her. She knew that she could no longer than there anymore and watch. So she tried to make herself less noticeable, little did she know she sealed off all her aura nodes making her exude no aura. Something only a real genius could do on their own. She started making her way to the other person watching the fight.
Big Pete's face contorted with fury as he sneered at Daemon, his eyes burning with malice. "You've caused me enough trouble, you little fucker," he spat, venom lacing his words. "I'm going to put an end to this right now. Watch and witness as you have the honour of falling to my aura ability, 'Impact.'"
With a chilling declaration, Big Pete raised his arms, his aura surging with raw power. The riverbank seemed to hold its breath as everyone awaited the unleashing of 'Impact,' fully aware of the danger that loomed over Daemon.
Daemon is starting to get tired, though it hasn't even been ten minutes he can feel that he doesn't have much time left. He felt stupid for assuming that being able to flare his aura for 15 minutes meant he could do it while fighting. He needed to end this quickly or at least create a distraction for Lyanna to run back to her camp.
As Daemon charged forward with his quick and daring plan to end the battle swiftly, he aimed high, intending to spin and cut one of Big Pete's legs to immobilize him. However, his determination was met with a surprising sight as Big Pete took a wide stance, raising his sledgehammer high in the sky with both hands, seemingly leaving himself defenceless.
Perplexed by the unusual stance, Daemon paused for a moment, trying to assess the situation. Before he could fully react, he heard Big Pete utter a chilling whisper, "Impact." In an instant, almost too fast for Daemon to see, the sledgehammer that was once held aloft came crashing down with tremendous force.
The ground shook, and the air filled with the resounding impact as the sledgehammer struck the earth where Daemon had been moments before. The ferocity of the attack was enough to make him realize that if he had been any closer, the consequences would have been devastating.
But he had no time to dwell on what could have been, as the force of the attack sent him hurtling backwards. The impact was so powerful that Daemon crashed into a tree, breaking through it completely. His vision blurred momentarily, and pain shot through his body as he grappled with the aftermath of the attack.
Despite the pain and exhaustion coursing through his body, Daemon refused to give up. He coughed up blood onto the forest floor, struggling to his feet. His aura flaring was no longer an option; he was limited to the most basic control, and his energy was depleted from the intense battle.
Daemon's mind raced, trying to make sense of Big Pete's ability. He couldn't understand how his opponent was able to swing his sledgehammer with such incredible speed. It was as if time had slowed down during that moment, and he couldn't afford to be caught off guard again.
In a desperate attempt to turn the tide of the battle, Daemon thought back to when he first attacked Big Pete. He recalled how his Valyrian steel sword should've cut through the wooden shaft of the sledgehammer, but it hadn't. That realization sparked an idea in his mind.
With a newfound determination, Daemon closed his eyes, focusing all his energy on his aura. He needed to find a way to counter Big Pete's 'Impact' ability and regain the upper hand.
He concentrated on his aura, extending it around his sword. It was a risky move, as doing so nearly depleted his aura defence, leaving him with only the bare minimum protection. But he knew he had to take the chance.
With a deep breath, he opened his eyes, his aura now enshrouding his Valyrian steel sword. The blade gleamed with newfound power.
Daemon knew that this was his one shot. He steadied himself, pushing through the pain and exhaustion, and focused on his opponent once more. With every ounce of his remaining strength, he prepared to strike, aiming to break through Big Pete's defences and turn the tables on him.
With a deep breath, he charged once more, his aura-infused sword leading the way. He knew that this was a make-or-break moment, and he was determined to give it his all.
The battlefield was a whirlwind of action and power as Daemon made a daring move, rushing towards Big Pete with an unexpected twist. Just as he neared his formidable opponent, Daemon pushed off the ground with incredible force, launching himself forward in an evasive manoeuvre. It was a move he had observed Big Pete execute before, and he had quickly realized that emulating his enemy's technique might be the key to gaining the upper hand.
As he soared through the air, Daemon swiftly shifted the aura around his body, concentrating all the remaining aura he had to protect his arm. He knew that Big Pete's 'Impact' ability was deadly, but he was willing to risk everything to turn the tide of the battle.
The impact was jarring as Big Pete's sledgehammer slammed down with immense force, striking Daemon's arm. The bone shattered under the crushing blow, and pain seared through his body. Yet, to his relief, Big Pete's attack went no further than his arm, thanks to the aura defence he had concentrated there. It was a calculated risk, and the price was evident in the broken limb.
Despite the excruciating pain, Daemon's resolve remained unyielding. His focus was set on one thing: ending this battle and protecting Lyanna. With his Valyrian steel sword infused with aura, he had taken advantage of the momentary opening Big Pete's attack had provided. The enhanced blade cut through Pete's aura defences like a hot knife through butter, finding its mark in Big Pete's chest.
A gasp echoed through the air as the Valyrian steel pierced Pete's chest, the blade empowered by the aura proving to be his downfall. The aura ability that had been so effective against others failed against the unique combination of Daemon's determination and natural genius.
Removing his sword from his chest he saw Big Pete fall to his knees he tried to speak but only blood came out of his mouth, sounding as if he were choking. Eventually, he collapsed to the floor and stopped moving his aura disappearing into the air around them.
Daemon looked at his fallen enemy, he felt sick. This was the first time he had taken a life, he didn't feel sorry for the man as he had chosen this life for himself but it didn't make him feel any better. The only silver lining was that Lyanna was safe.
Daemon looked around trying to find her only to see her beating the life out of Little Pete, she had her aura surrounding her and she was kicking him repeatedly in the stomach, much to Daemon's amusement.
He approached her "Lyanna we should go, I think I might end up passing out soon"
While she was giving Pete a wolf-like glare and an even more fierce grin when she looked up at Daemon her eyes softened and she immediately hugged him causing him pain.
"Shit! Shit! I'm sorry are you okay? What can I do!" She said with concern as she let go of him.
Daemon gave a tired chuckle "Let's just leave, I'm sure this one won't be a threat without his leader"
Lyanna looks doubtful at his assessment she walks to Little Pete's lower body, she stamps on his knee completely shattering it, she then does the same to the other one rendering him unable to walk "Alright we can leave now" she says simply.
Daemon gulps as he limps behind her 'Are all women this terrifying' he thought to himself as they made their way back to the Stark camp.
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Lyanna and Daemon approached a camp that was currently in a frenzy, most likely because the only daughter of Lord Stark had disappeared.
Daemon can't help but laugh weakly "Someone's in trouble" he says with an infuriating smirk.
Lyanna pushes him getting a groan of pain in return "You deserved that" she says crossing her arms and turning her head away from the injured boy.
Though they are soon set upon by a contingent of guards led by a man of average height with greying hair "Lady Stark! We've been looking for you everywhere, your father told you not to run off again, especially in the Riverlands"
Though he suddenly realises that Daemon is there and narrows his eyes, he lets out his Aura allowing it to surround his body. Daemon does the same though it's pathetically weak as he had expended much of it in his fight.
"Name yourself boy! Answer what you're doing with the Lady Stark" he says as he approaches them, with other stark guards behind him.
Lyanna gets in front of Daemon glaring at the man "This 'boy' saved me from being kidnapped by a group of bandits, so I won't have you not showing him so little respect!" She practically shouted.
The man paused and stopped in his tracks before respectfully nodding his head to his Lords daughter, he then looked past her towards Daemon "I apologise for my rudeness, it has been a little hectic in camp, we recently got word that a bandit group was in the area with a Knight class aura user leading them"
Lyanna's eyes widened at his words "I was unlucky enough to run into them..." she said in a low voice.
The man's eyes widened at the implication as he finally took in the whole form of Daemon, seeing his broken and bloody arm and bruised body "These guards will take you to your father my lady, I'll take the lad to get patched up" he said with finality.
Lyanna walked off with the other men but not before giving Daemon a small smile, he gives her one back before he was gently nudged from behind "Come on lad you can stare at each other all you want after we've got that arm fixed"
Daemon found his face getting a bit hot at the implication but didn't say anything and walked with the man "I'm Martyn Cassel captain of the Stark House guard"
Daemon nods his head at him "Well met, I'm Daemon Rivers, no one of any importance" he stated
Martyn laughed heartily at his words "Now that I simply don't believe, a no one wouldn't be able to defeat a knight class aura user"
Daemon looked at him with visible confusion on his face "I apologise but I'm not very versed in an aura so I'm not sure what a knight class aura user is. I've only had mine unlocked for around a month" he stated rendering Martyn speechless.
Martyn then put a hand on his shoulder "Lad you mean to tell me you defeated a knight-class aura user only a month after having your aura unlocked..."
Daemon slowly nods "But it was a close thing, I don't think I would have been able to do it if I didn't have my sword" Daemon stated trying to remain humble.
Martyn shakes his head with a smile "A sword is only as good as the man holding it lad, remember that" he states before they head inside a tent.
While travelling they had hired the services of a healer from winter town as the Maester of Winterfell services were still needed at the keep. Daemon had been keeping all his aura nodes closed and it had done good in stopping the bleeding. The healer bandaged his arm and braced the bone putting it in a sling. Hopefully, with the use of suppressing his aura, he'd be healed within the month.
When he walked outside the healer's tent he was met by Martyn approaching him "Lord Stark wishes to see you" Daemon nodded and follows, they walk through the small camp making their way to the centre where a large tent was set up. Martyn holds his hand in front of him signalling that Daemon should enter.
When he walks inside he met with three people sitting at a table eating, at one end of the table a man with greying dark brown hair and a well-kept beard, his face was stern as he drank from a large cup. Next to him was a man who looked similar to him though a lot more handsome, he had a close-cropped beard and shoulder-length dark brown hair, he had a smirk on his face as he looked down to the final person at the table who was Lyanna, though she didn't seem happy.
The older man looks up from his food as Daemon walks in "Come join us" he simply says, Daemon follows the command as he sits in front of a seat next to Lyanna who looks relieved he's gotten his wounds looked at.
The man sits there as if he's inspecting Daemon "I am Rickard Stark, next to me is my eldest Brandon and you already know Lyanna, she tells me that you saved her from the bandits, is this true?"
Daemon nods his head in confirmation "It is"
"If I may ask... why were you out there in the middle of nowhere?" Rickard asks with a little suspicion laced in his voice.
Daemon finding no reason to lie tells him the truth "Until recently I lived in a small cabin outside of Maidenpool, I've been making my way to Riverrun"
Rickard sat there staring intensely at Daemon, Lyanna looked as if she was about to say something until Rickard held up his hand immediately silencing her much to her frustration.
Daemon taking the hint continues his story "I recently unlocked my aura so I took my uncle's advice and I'm heading towards Riverrun to become a squire" he explained.
This seemed to be enough as Rickard nodded his head the tense atmosphere seeming to disperse "If it is agreeable to you then Martyn will train you in the usage of your aura until we arrive at Riverrun, if not another reward can be given instead" he said as he went back to eating his food.
Daemon nods his head but in the corner of his eye, he can see Lyanna her fists still clenched. He turned towers Rickard "I am agreeable, but I wish to ask something in addition"
Rickard looks up from his food indicating that he should continue "I want Lyanna to train with me, I think since we are at a similar level we could help each other improve"
Rickard shakes his head "No... out of the question, the fact she unlocked her aura without my permission has already gained her punishment, I won't have her learning even more. She has no use for it"
Daemon doesn't turn his gaze away "Respectfully my Lord you're wrong... if she hadn't of had her aura unlocked she would've been taken before I arrived and your family would have one less daughter"
Rickard stands up glaring at Daemon as his aura flares up to nearly four times the size of Big Pete's, Daemon can feel the malice directed at him but he holds strong and looks the man in the eyes "Lyanna is a genius, denying her the right to use Aura is foolish" he speaks out his voice slightly trembling.
But then suddenly Brandon who was content to sit there and enjoy the show stood up his aura flaring as well, he counteracted his father's bloodlust making it easier for Daemon to breathe "I believe he's right father... Lyanna won't change she'll always sneak off on one adventure or another, I'd sleep better knowing she can protect herself"
Brandon was of a similar height to his father both standing just over 6ft so they stared at each other until Rickard released his aura and sat back down "She will join you in your training, but if for a moment she decides it's too difficult then it's over and she will have to be content with what she can do now"
Daemon nods his head, Rickard gestures for him to leave which he does so promptly finally taking a breath it felt like he had been holding since he went inside the tent. Though he doesn't have time to relax for long as Lyanna runs out of the tent hugging him tightly.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She says repeatedly as she holds him tightly.
Daemon smiles "I think your brother is the one who you should thank, he seems to have been of a similar mind to me"
Lyanna shakes her head "If you hadn't mentioned it then he never would've brought it up or supported it" She hugs him tightly again, this is what she's always wanted so the amount of gratitude she felt towards Daemon not just for saving her but for making one of her dreams come true was immense.
Lyanna then looks up at him with fire in her eyes "I hope you'll be able to keep up with me, cause soon I'll be stronger than King Aerys" she said with a wide smile.
(AN:So new fic this is my crossover between ASOIAF and Hunter x Hunter, it was quite tough writing the first chapter, but anyway on to business. So Nen won't be super accurate since I'm trying to fit it into this world, there's also some very vague stuff when it comes to nen tbh, when researching stuff on it I came to a lot of dead ends that just didn't have any information on it.
ONE IMPORTANT QUESTION: I don't know if any of you noticed but I didn't use any of the Nen terms in this chapter. So no Ten or Ren or Zetsu. Should I keep it this way ? As to be immersive or should I use the terms in order to not confuse people.
Anyway this chapter was kind of slow but it'll pickup, I'll be going through all the major events leading up to Roberts rebellion and covering the rebellion as well. One thing I'm removing is the Hunter x Hunter super strength, like Gon being able to just push people without nen. Another thing that I'm kind of changing is ren and projecting malice, I'm not removing it but I'm making it a higher level ability as it would make common soldiers useless. I mean I know they kind of are anyway but at least they would actually fight.
This will be a harem obviously I'm just that kind of guy, even though I complain about writing he characters a lot. Also with Hatsu I want them to all be kind of original and fitting into the world so I'll take any ideas from y'all. Vows and restrictions will still be in it as I think they're cool. Im sure some of you could tell that Big Pete had some of his own.
Also think of Aerys as the Netero of this story, though without the speedo sound punch.
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