《Game of Thrones FANFIC: Lycan》


 Reborn (prologue)

    Willian was getting ready for bed, fixing a good position and closing his eyes. Turn to one side, turn to the other.


    ''I should have slept earlier, I''ll have to wake up in 3 hours... but Got is so good, I couldn''t have stopped seeing the season in half, well, maybe I should have slept after the 6th episode, it was already late... Aaaaah, it''s no use complaining now. What am I doing, stop thinking I have to sleep! Go to sleep! Go to sleep! Sleep. I''m very sleepy.


    William was trying to convince himself that he was sleepy...


    After a battle with himself to exhaustion, he finally fell asleep.


    Well, that''s what he thought after all.


    ''Hummmm so warm, nice, never felt so comfortable, never imagined I could feel so comfortable... I don''t have the slightest urge to wake up...''


    Try to move. Can''t.


    Try again. Nothing.


    Despair began to grip his young, immature heart.


    ''What the fuck is that?! I can''t move, wait, I can''t even open my fucking eyes? What the fuck is going on? Ahhhh my fucking... god help me, aaaah I gotta calm down'' trying to calm down. Calm down. It should all work out, right? Anxiety.


    A pressure started to envelop your body. Your body started being pushed.


    "What? Am I moving? Don''t wait, is this like I''m slipping, being sucked? Something like that?''.


    Trying desperately to understand what was going on.


    Gluuuuup. (Sound of something being ejected)


    "Aaaaaaaaa!" Unknown woman''s scream.


    "Born a boy is" Voice of an old unknown woman.


    A little being with eyes now wide-open looking in shock at the face of a frightening old woman.


    ''What the fuck is going on in my fucking life?''


    It''s been 14 years, well, how can I sum up what happened...? Well, I went to sleep, when suddenly I was born...?! When I was born, they thought I was handicapped by not crying and the fucking old lady said "retarded is a boy", called me retarded, can you believe it? retarded is her and her whole fucking family!


    Well, as you expect me to react, I was 20 years old and so, taram! a baby again? Fuuuuh - sighing sound -


    Okay, it was very shocking for me, right after I started sleeping, I was reborn into another world ...? something that would give me an amazing life, right? It would be nice, I hope.


    So I received the name William Corvinus, I thought I was in the world of Vampires and Lycans, after all, it was the only place that would match that name, right? But not. My mother''s name is Lynnda Stark, twin sister of Lyanna Stark and younger sister of Eddard "Ned" Stark. I am in GOT. This is cool, but it''s scary too.


    The story of my birth is as follows:


    When Lyanna ran away with Rhaegar, Lynnda ended up boarding this pirate ship, and met Marcus Corvinus, who would be a nobleman who came from somewhere very far away, love blossomed and the flower blossomed, things happen quickly, especially at complicated times. In the end, Lynnda had the same fateful end as her twin sister, dying as a result of childbirth. Marcus was burned to death by the Mad King when he was delivering a message that would never be known.The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.


    Ned arrived too late to see Lynnda alive, only knowing Lyanna and knew about the babies, one with Targaryen blood and the other a trip from another world, of course he didn''t know that, for him it was a Corvinus of know where.


    William, unlike Jon, was given the name his mother chose, followed by his father''s surname, Corvinus, Ned strongly convinced that Lyanna had married, but was discreet and that before he could tell everyone, the fateful event happened.


    Of course things weren''t easy, people chose what they thought was right, and at the time they were, those things were a reason for gossip, spoken behind their backs, it''s always clear, because Ned was good with those gossips, a Lord in rage is frightening, he wouldn''t allow his two nephews to have so much trouble, Jon unfortunately couldn''t receive that protection, because he had a very complicated surname, and Ned couldn''t protect him from the king''s rage, so he ended up becoming a bastard, unfortunately.


    As the Lord''s nephew, he participated in the same activities as the Stark cubs, along with them he began to be taught by Maester Luwin, with effort trying at all times to prepare himself for everything and against everyone.


    Unlike his cousins, Jon and Robb, who hated classes and preferred to be anywhere else than there, William ended up being interested in all things and for his performance was always praised by Meeister Luwin, being treated as a genius for learning things quickly and exalted by his efforts to always be with books in hand and trying to know more.


    As a result of his circumstances, not having a legacy or responsibility for a Noble House in Westeros, Mistre Luwin always tried to convince him to go to the Citadel to study and become a Mistre. Which William always answered evasively and fled in a hurry. Unfortunately Robb ended up creating a prejudice against William for being "know-it-all" as he said, Jon didn''t know how to act, but he followed Robb like a tail.


    Going to Citadel might have been the best path for a coward after all, but William had something about him, something that kept him from escaping and made him look forward to the adventures he would take part in the battles he would fight and so many other things that frightened him at first. Dragons exist here, how wonderful would it be to see them?


    At the age of 6 he began to train his body and slowly learn to use the sword, spear and the like, slowly and with some difficulty, in his previous life he had had an interest in martial art and tried to do it, unfortunately, without much time, and with little willpower he stayed no more than half a year, but now he tried with all possible effort to remember the basics he learned.


    His exercises were simple, he was very young, a carelessness could leave a hidden wound and everything could be difficult, with bad luck, everything could be spoiled.


    Everything started with a series of stretches inside the room, he would go down and start a race, everyone looked at him with interest, but believing that it was a child''s game, he only received a blunt from Ned so that he wouldn''t run away and that he wouldn''t disturb the others. Things went on.


    In his practice with the weapons and fist soon caught Ned''s attention who designated Ser Rodric, the master of weapons, for training, of course, Jon and Robb insisted that they also wanted and so they started being trained.


    Unfairly again, William excelled at learning faster and developing better in training than his cousins, Jon and Robb had always followed him as the troupe leader ever since.


    Nowadays you could say that time has passed slowly, when you''re without much to do in such a cold place and in a period with so little to do, but without noticing 14 years pass by and inevitably brings back the feeling that it was very fast, well, fast when you''re full of things to do, everything was new after all. The damn language was strange too. Learning everything took time of its own.


    ''It''s very scary living in this world, well it''s fucked up, but knowing how cruel people are to interact with, knowing that there are such crazy beings and they''re inevitably destined to come into conflict with me, it''s scary for that''. Thinking while panting.


    Move, swing the training sword, move, swing the training sword.


    ''I''ll do my best to be prepared''.


    Swing the sword, move, swing the sword and move.


    Anxiety starts to take over. Time passed, the long-awaited events were about to happen.


    The doubts about whether the events would be the same as they thought were already a certainty that they would not be identical, small different details were always manifesting themselves, big ones too, but even so, it still possessed many assets and no doubt its best weapon was to know the personality of people.


    However, without a shadow of a doubt, the storm was coming.


    And its first winds were coming.

 The Fangs of the Wolves

    William crouched down near the palisade and reached out his right hand and touched the wood. It was cold and damp, like almost everything else in the North. It was impossible not to hate all that cold, even though he was used to spending all those years here, it was still a torment, in his other life he lived in a tropical country, the cold was a short and rare event, now you can say that the damn cold was the only reality.


    Standing up looking around he sees Jon coming towards him, looking away and looking at the guards inspecting the palisade and others removing those who no longer served.


    "When will the training of the new soldiers end?" William asks Jon.


    "Two more weeks and the defense training is over, I think from next week we''ll participate in some training. "Answer Jon.


    William looks east and sees some riders and the leadership of Ser Rodric and Ned Stark.


    "Where is Robb?" William asks.


    "Well, he''s hiding somewhere..." answers Jon with a vague look, it looked like his soul was being sucked.


    "Hiding?" William.


    "Lady Catelyn has ordered everyone''s hair cut, the King is on his way north." Jon.


    William looks in shock at Jon as he hears the answer leading his hands to his long black hair without even noticing.


    "Everyone?" William asked with a slightly vague look.


    Jon just nods his head affirmatively and casts his gaze at Ned Stark who was already closer.


    Returning to his senses, William follows Jon''s gaze and sees his uncle. He gives a light greeting towards him.


    Ned responds with a slight nod.


    "In the next few days, you should stop your training and go with Ser Rodric to observe the soldiers'' training. Ned Stark.


    Without waiting for an answer, Ned looks at Ser Rodric and continues his way toward the stables being followed by the look of his vassals. Ser Rodric looks at his lord''s back then nods his head at the boys and returns with the knights to the area where the soldiers were being trained.


    William looks at Jon who answers with a look and both begin to walk towards their fate.


    "Is it a short cut?" William.


    "I hope not too much." Jon answers.


    Over the years, as they trained together, the boys'' relationship had grown closer, the barriers had slowly broken down and were inseparable. Even though Jon suffered from Catelyn''s reprisals and couldn''t bear the bastard''s presence, things were eased, with William''s help, of course, one day talking to Lady Catelyn who raised him as a mother as much as she did her children, well she had no problem with a nephew after all.


    William couldn''t stand Jon and Catelyn''s suffering, and at eight he thought of a way to make things right. He asked about the day Ned brought him in, and Catelyn told the story, knitting her eyebrows she said Ned had arrived with two children, one being presented as her nephew and the other as her bastard. William already knew the story, he remembered, what he really wanted was to put a seed of doubt in Catelyn''s heart.


    Then I got with Jon... Uncle had fought the battles to find his sisters, and when he did, there was actually a baby, surprising, but how did he find Jon?" William.


    William''s argument had been simple, but the seed of doubt had been planted, Catelyn knew a few things, but not all, when Ned left for the war it was to avenge his father and rescue his sisters. Things going on like that she tried to talk to Ned, William didn''t know what was said, but things changed, Catelyn didn''t treat Jon badly, only with eyes of doubt.


    Jon already had many things rooted in him, but the change from mistreated to just forgetfulness was an improvement without comparison.


    A few hours after entering Stark''s lair, three boys with cut hair came out with a renewed expression. Turns out it wasn''t so bad.


    "Let''s ride?" Robb asks.


    "Eddard won''t like it." William answers.


    "Lady Catelyn will be angry," Jon argues.


    The boys look at each other and a smile forms on their faces.


    "Go, go, go," Jon encouraging his horse to go faster.


    Right behind him, William was similarly trying to encourage his horse to gain speed to pass Jon.


    "Damn I''m the slowest, I can''t even see Robb anymore," William thought.


    After a few turns, they found Robb already disassembled, looking at them with a smile of satisfaction on his face.


    "You''re too slow, I''ve won again." Robb speaks to them with an arrogant look.Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.


    "If you''re that good take your sword, let''s see who wins." Answer Jon.


    Robb looks away from Jon and looks at William.


    "What''s your excuse?" Robb.


    William slowly gets off his horse and lets him drink water in the stream.


    "Do I really have to say who''s the smart one?" William.


    The boys laugh then.


    "The best rider, the best swordsman and the best scholar? Is that what we are?" Jon speaks.


    Over the years William''s advantage hasn''t had so much impact compared to the other two, but even so, no doubt the advantage was in the intellect, it might not be cunning, but it possessed an enviable improvement, an obvious talent for studies.


    "The three most trouble boys I must say," says one voice.


    Looking around surprised by the voice, the boys see Ser Rodric approaching with some riders. Laughing, Ser Rodric keeps talking.


    "Or the three luckiest boys, perhaps. "Ser Rodric continues to speak with a more serious tone.


    "A deserter from the Night''s Watch has been found, your punishment will be delayed, Lord Stark has sent for you, you must witness the execution" Ser Rodric.


    The boys ride their horses and follow Ser Rodric quickly.


    Death leaves a bad taste in the mouth, to see someone beheaded for the first time is something horrible to describe, even knowing it would happen and preparing for the scene he was going to witness, William had to hold on not to vomit, it creates waves and those waves impact his mind, the shock is inevitable, he knows that death is inescapable in his path, he must overcome it, he must be better prepared.


    As they return to Winterfell after the execution, William begins to focus on the facts that should happen soon and then he remembers the wolves when they would meet them? Would he have one? If it were as the story goes, he wouldn''t have, but have things changed? Had he been included in fate?


    The answer came quickly.


    "Lord Stark, a soldier spotted a dead giant wolf near the river." Ser Rodric.


    Eddard Stark was intrigued and approached some soldiers surrounding the wolf''s corpse, as he approached he could see five children clutching their mother''s tits trying to stay alive.


    William and the boys approached, Robb grabbed one on his lap and looked at his father.


    "Kill them all." Eddard Stark speaks with some anguish being transmitted through his eyes.


    "Sir, the wolf is the symbol of the Stark house. There are five cubs, one for each son." This is Ser Rodric.


    Eddard vacillates, the words end up touching his superstitions, his beliefs.


    "So be it then." Eddard answers.


    Ser Rodric sends the soldiers to carry the wolves, minus one, Robb would take his personally, of course.


    A smile comes over Robb''s once worried eyes, but to my misfortune, it was five, well it must be six. I look at Jon and see he''s sad, he wanted a wolf too.


    "Lord there''s one more, he''s the smallest was trapped over his mother''s body maybe he won''t survive," says one of the soldiers who were carrying the cubs.


    Eddard looks at the white wolf in the soldiers'' hands and looks at me and Jon.


    "Jon is much better at raising things than I am," William tries to formulate a justification for allowing Jon to receive his giant wolf.


    ''I can''t steal Jon''s Ghost, it would be too cruel,'' William thought to somehow console himself.


    Ned nods his head and things are decided that way. Jon approaches the soldier and grabs the little wolf in his lap and then looks at me.


    "Are you sure?" Jon asks with the worried ones.


    "Of course, I''m not a Stark after all," William replied emphatically, trying to release some of his dissatisfaction.


    "Don''t talk that way, but still, thank you," Jon tries to ease the discomfort caused by William''s poor choice of words.


    Laughing William answers.


    "Don''t get me wrong, I love this family, but I''m a Corvinus after all, I can''t steal the fate that should be yours that''s a Stark, right?" William answers in a more relaxed and relaxed way, he wasn''t lying, he was happy to be part of this family, everyone was important to him.


    Jon doesn''t answer, but he looks at William with a grateful face.


    Ned, who listened to the whole conversation, couldn''t help but have a satisfied look.


    William is undoubtedly sad that he doesn''t have a wolf, but that''s the way it is after all, in his plans a wolf can help, but it can also get in the way.


    "So be it then. William thought with more conviction about his choice.


    Slowly approaching the giant wolf''s body, he took his hand and began to touch the beast''s head, the monster''s mouth, still open, was frightening.


    Sighing William thinks of the frightening feeling of encountering something like that, especially at night.


    Passing his hand and tracing the contours of that monster was inevitable to lead his hands to those monstrous teeth, almost like daggers, frightening.


    "Aaaaah" William screams.


    Everyone looks in your direction and runs to see what happened. William held his hand in front of his chest, blood flowed to his forearm and reached his elbow.


    "What happened?" Ned Stark talks as he gets off his horse and approaches William to see what happened.


    William looked scared at the wolf and then at his hand.


    Ned approaches holding him on his shoulders and asks again.


    "What happened?" Ned speaks in a more urgent voice.


    William looks into his uncle''s questioning eyes and wonders what he''s seen.


    "The... the wolf bit me." William answers uncertainly, he doesn''t understand what he saw, what happened.


    Ned listening to his nephew''s answer turns and looks at the wolf, and there was fresh blood in the creature''s mouth, but he was so dead he couldn''t have done anything. With uncertainty about what happened, he looked again at his nephew, took his hand to the hand his nephew used to hide the wound and removed it from the front and in the other hand where blood came out it was possible to see the marks of the creature''s teeth, it was not a deep wound, it made no sense, a lot of blood came out, but if it was real the hand would have been torn off by the bite.


    Ser Rodric approaches with rags on his hands and wraps around William''s left hand.


    Soon after that, they all ride their horses and return to Winterfell.


    William was lying on his bed, the room was dark, but his eyes were still open, his right hand still holding his other wounded hand, he began to remember what happened.


    At one point he passed his hand through the giant wolf''s hair, and then when he touched his prey on the monster, he wasn''t sure it was real, but he saw a wolf on the other side of the creek looking at him, the wolf was white and his eyes were golden, he looked at him and looked like he wanted to say something, slowly coming closer, he walked over the water, and then when he was in front of his eyes. Pain. He felt pain in his left hand and when I looked down he saw his bloody hand, not resisting the fright and ended up screaming.


    "What the fuck is going on?" William spoke to himself, he couldn''t understand the implications of the illusion.


    A turbulent night awaited him, the fever came and embraced him.

 The Rise of Hunger

    The sunlight already illuminated the room, but even so the cold that a dark night behind had not come out, one could say that this cold brings to the surface the fear that is hidden in the hearts of men, being then fought through the first rays of the sun would be hope.


    But what would make this fear prevail even in the midst of light? The answer is: many things. Each and every disaster, each and every suffering.


    Here it is manifested through fear of a mother, not of blood, but of affection.


    A redheaded woman, with delicate features walked from one side to the other, her steps echoed in a constant rhythm and in her eyes was the anxiety, the fear of losing a loved one.


    Master Luwin had been called at dusk to check on William''s health, and the boy was burning with fever. Lady Catelyn was worried, as every time one of her children went through something like that, no one escaped a cold, right?


    Even if the fever was normal and occasional, it was always worrying, wasn''t it just the cold that would bring on the fever, maybe they were out of luck this time? They were hoping not.


    Lady Catelyn''s anxiety only increased with each passing hour, and William showed no improvement; on the contrary, it was noticeable that he was getting worse.


    A fever so strong that it alarmed even Eddard Stark''s heart, which from a first attempt to calm his wife passed to just a silent wait near the door.


    Master Luwin began to think it would be a tragic day, the fever was very strong, lethal. Looking seriously at the boy, he passed his gaze to his Lady briefly, and then when his gaze crossed Ned, he signaled with his eyes to speak alone.


    Ned understands and slowly leaves the room, followed by Luwin, Lady Stark approaches William and holds his hand.


    "My Lord, the fever is worrying, very strong, what I could do, I did, we can only wait now," Luwin tried to warn his lord, it was very sad, but now nothing more could be done.


    Ned keeps his eye on Luwin waiting for him to speak more, but nothing comes. With an affirmative nod to Maester, Ned makes his way back to his room with his wife.


    Several hours passed, nearing the twilight of the new day that was already coming to an end, William begins to convulse.


    Ned, seeing the situation in despair, goes to William quickly and holds him tight, preventing the boy from hurting himself.


    New day.


    William was sitting on his bed as he fed a soup bowl of thick broth, as if by magic the plate was clean almost instantly. Looking at the empty plate and still feeling hungry, he slowly raised his head toward Lady Stark and kept his eyes like a little puppy.


    She faces him with a severe expression, but with undisguised happiness in her eyes.


    "He doesn''t listen to me, he goes out and does dangerous things,he''s gotten sick and now he can only look at me like that? Do you think things will be easy for you young man?" Catelyn asks in such a way as to provoke her nephew, it was undisguised her motherly love, she''s happy that the little devil was well.


    William knew his affectionate aunt, a wolf who cared for her cubs and bit her enemies, luckily he was one of her cubs.


    No mistake, Lady Stark looked at the maidservants and ordered more soup for William.


    And let the girl go out William''s door and stop her.


    "Wait! "William calls the maid''s attention with urgency.


    When the maid turns to look, William keeps talking.


    "I''m very hungry, bring some roast beef." William speaks with clear anxiety and a salivating mouth.


    Lady Stark looks harshly before she can deny William''s request, for he was in recovery and is interrupted by her husband.


    "Even after worrying us so much, he woke up and is fine, a little stinky, but fine," Eddard speaks in a soft tone trying to calm the anxiety that still hides in his wife''s heart.


    The mood in the room was slowly recovering after William awoke to the last remnants of sadness and fear, being then thrown away with Lord de Winterfell''s speech.


    Robb, who was staring silently at his cousin, couldn''t keep still and needed to provoke.


    "Very stinking," Robb says as he dramatizes he''s suffocating.


    William lifts his right arm and smells it, it wouldn''t take so much, just taking a deep breath would really suffocate him.


    "The water in his bath has already been ordered, so it should be at the right temperature" Catelyn gently warns him.Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    Some time later.


    William was walking slowly down the halls of the castle, being followed by two maidservants, who would be responsible for his bath, immersed in the things that happened, he had some idea about what happened.


    If things were the way he imagined, he was a werewolf now, not really, so he knew werewolves would be the name given to those who couldn''t be human again.


    Looking at his hand he had no doubt that it would not be that, so he must be a Lycan, something more sophisticated than a werewolf, but he knew he was not exactly the same as those he knew, or at least he was not at the stage that those in the film were at.


    Taking his hand to his stomach and wondering if he would vomit his food, if it was exactly like Underworld he would, but he felt that no, even if it was not completely satisfactory to eat what he ate, he felt his hunger decrease.


    He felt that his body had changed, but it was not so much, maybe it was something smaller, he had no idea.


    For the time being he knew that everything in his body had been strengthened, even if it was different from the human body, it was not much. He could see better, even in the dark, he smelled more, but not better.


    Being silent and paying attention to the sound he could hear things with more dynamics, it was strange.


    The benefits were there, but now it remained to be seen what to do to strengthen him.


    Looking at the young servant who was accompanying him on his left side, looking more specifically at his neck, he knew he wanted blood, he needed it.


    Looking down with doubt, he wasn''t right, better off, but he knew he must have been angry, he couldn''t understand why it was different, the GOT universe was the same until now, why would it be different?


    A glow of understanding appears in his eyes, GOT is the same then, perhaps, the rules that the bloodline Corvinus follows a new rule.


    It had to be that way, taking it as a probability, William starts thinking about how to discover his limits.


    Looking again at the young servant.


    "Maybe drinking a little blood will help me find out more.


    The young servant notices the young William''s gaze fixed on her body and starts to get agitated, her face gets traces of pink.


    William doesn''t realize from being immersed in his thoughts that the people around him were beginning to think wrong about his look.


    As she gets to the bath the older servant will check the water while the young woman tries to undress William.


    "It''s not necessary, I''m fine, I''m not weak, I can do it myself," William speaks with a light smile.


    The young maid looks with doubt at William''s behavior, with some sadness in her eyes, she sees William walking toward the bath.


    Leaving the bath, William places his hand on his stomach.


    I''m hungry.


    Side of Winterfell.


    William, Jon and Robb were walking towards Ser Rodrik.


    "I can''t believe Mother let you out today." Robb.


    "Very strange indeed," Jon.


    William almost tripped.


    "Truly, a surprise" William talks with evasive looks.


    The training of the soldiers was in progress, the activities consisted basically of preparing the soldiers for defense and disciplining them, making the work of whoever leads them, in case of need, easier.


    The role of the boys in the training was not to stay with the soldiers in the operations, but to understand what should be said to the soldiers, the things that should be done in case of siege and the like. They were trained to be leaders.


    Robb showed interest in commanding the cavalry, as expected. Jon was closer to the infantry. William was watching everyone.


    William observed that Theon was training with the archers. Theon was William''s regret, the boy''s fate was tragic, and his decisions were heinous, but it seemed nothing would change unless he suffered.


    Of course William had plans for him, even if at the time everyone in Winterfell mattered, Theon was the least William cared.


    A born traitor after all, only after all his suffering did he achieve any redemption.


    Night.


    William must have been asleep, but something about him was no longer normal, even after a sumptuous dinner the famine followed. With the thought of finding out more about his present condition, he began to wander the dark corridors.


    He wanted to test his limits, nothing better than the night for it; no one would witness his actions.


    I can see well in that darkness, that''s very useful,'' William thought.


    Leaving Winterfell slowly, he headed for the forests that surround him.


    Standing with his eyes closed. Taking a deep breath. Feeling the air, the new smells.


    There was so much new information, so many different things.


    Opening their eyes again and trying to see as far away as possible.


    I certainly see almost as well at night as by day, but it''s still not comparable to day vision, however, it''s easier to guide me through the sounds.


    Paying attention to all the sounds that surround him, William could almost see things happening on his back, the wind swaying the branches, the faint sounds of small animals'' footsteps.


    Bending his muscles and then running, he was faster, not over human, not yet, but he was very fast. His footsteps were quieter, even when he ran almost imperceptibly.


    A predator in training, this was him.


    William felt like running over things, walls, houses, using his improved agility to play ninja, but he couldn''t, he would alert the guards, and then he''d get a tantrum.


    It''s time for the last step of today''s tests, blood.


    William wanted to try blood, his body forced him to go on this path, out of fear for what might happen, to lose control and kill in anger, like his namesake Underworld, even if he didn''t turn into a monster with no chance of returning to human form, he knew he might end up entering a bloodbath. It could end up devouring its prey.


    "It''s just a test, doesn''t mean I''m a cannibal... just the blood, nothing more.


    To get the blood, what is the easiest and most morally acceptable way? Bandits, of course.


    But the problem is that the North is too rigid, bandits have short lives around here, not to mention it''s not a rich enough region to attract them.


    William knew someone who was evil, knew someone who could be his guinea pig.


    Sometime later.


    With black eyes looking up at the sky, his mouth filled with blood flowing to his chest, a beastly body, part man and part wolf, William was howling at the moon.


    Things went wrong.

 Blood

    William knew someone who barely knew someone who could be his guinea pig.


    A few days ago, merchants from the High Garden had arrived in the North, bringing various foods and products. Most of these merchants came north knowing that the king would soon arrive, the Starks would need some luxury items, they could make money, others came by luck, as they would always come here at certain times.


    The problem with these merchants were the mercenaries, who are hired to ensure the safety of the convoys. The problem arises when one does not see where these individuals came from, what they did and their defects, crimes.


    When they arrived everything was calm, as far as possible, there was the unrest of preparations for the coming of a king, inevitably.


    However, a woman came to the guards of the castle, said that her sister had disappeared and that she suspected the mercenaries. There was no evidence about it, there was nothing to be done against them, but they went to investigate the disappearance, hours later they found the body of a naked woman thrown in an alley, lifeless.


    William knew it was his only chance at the moment, so he would go there and see if it would pay off.


    With speed through the dark of night, making a few detours around the guards, he arrived near an inn.


    It must be known that there aren''t many things to do in the North, especially at night, but here outside the inn there were two men, two mercenaries.


    William can hear the conversation carefully.


    "Those two dumps can''t control themselves, the dogs of the North will get them." Fat man.


    "If they get caught, it''ll be bad for us." Tall man.


    "I won''t work with them anymore, we might end up executed, those trash only think with the groin, trash" Fat man


    "Well, I think with my crotch too, but it''s one thing for whores, another to do what they do..." Tall man.


    After a few moments of silence.


    "They''re not back yet, where did they really go?" Tall man.


    "To the little plantation by the river, they said they saw someone there..." Fat man.


    William listening to the two men''s speech can''t help but get angry, there was certainly something wrong there. Turning and running towards the river. Trying to find the little plantation.


    After a while it was possible to see a plantation near the river and in the distance a simple house.


    With speed William approached the house, the closer he got, the quieter he tried to stay.


    Outside was the body of a man and a child, smelling like dead.


    With care, William approached the bodies and checked to make sure, unfortunately, they were dead.


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    The child had been cut in the neck from side to side, his little hand was on the wound, his tiny body was soiled by the abundant amount of blood that came out of the wound.


    The anger began to burn inside William''s chest.


    Walking toward the door that was between open doors, he could see a man leaning against the wall, his trousers messed up, snoring loudly.


    William carefully passed him and approached the other room, there was the sound of a man panting and a continuous noise coming from this place.


    The whole scene was a show of horrors. A woman was naked on the floor, one of her arms had been amputated by a sword blow, blood was covering the whole place. The woman''s head was facing the exit, her eyes lifeless, looking somewhere beyond the walls.


    Even in such a place, on top of the woman was a demon, something that cannot be called a man.


    William couldn''t perceive it, but his body was transforming, his fingernails elongated and his teeth cruel. His eyes possessing the blue heavenly charm were receiving the darkness.


    Slowly William''s body began to grow, muscles more robust, arms and legs longer, his face began to distort and slowly became more prominent, the face of a wolf. A beast was taking shape.


    The ''man'' hadn''t realized that his destiny had been mapped out; he didn''t know that the horror he practiced today would be paid back so soon.


    At some point he trembled, not because of the cold, he felt like a prey, a fucking rabbit running into a hungry wolf.


    Looking towards the door, what he saw almost scared him to death.


    A monster that resembled a wolf was there looking at him, a monster with a ridiculous height and a robust body. Before he had a chance to scream, a monstrous mouth bit his neck.


    Shit, I fell asleep'' sleepy man slowly stood up, using his hands as support he tried to drag himself into the room to call his friend. He blinked his sleepy eyes.


    Near the entrance was taken by the smell of blood and a noise of something being chewed.


    When he opened the door he saw the woman''s body, but he was alone, strange because it was not his friend''s style.


    ''The bastard has his problems, he won''t stop until I drag him away''.


    Looking slowly at the other side of the way, he saw hell. Hell for sinners.


    Some bloody bones and a huge white monster gnawing at them. Frozen as he looked at that scene, the man began to take slow steps back.


    "That''s Thomas''s boot" the fear of reality takes him, without a second thought he starts running towards Winterfell.


    Running desperately down the dark paths, falling every few meters, wobbly steps, with the look of pure dread that looked for something on his back.


    It was the first rehearsal for their future practices in hell.


    Falling for the millionth time, the man begins to look around, trying to see something through the curtain of night.


    He thinks he sees a figure passing through his left and then through his right. Despair. Fear.


    The smell of blood was surrounding him. So close that he could taste it in his mouth. It was a certainty, the beast was here.


    Rising and trying to run. Trying.


    In his back a claw hit him. Lucky or unlucky, it used its arm to defend him.


    Some time he was still running, he was going in the wrong direction, he didn''t know the right way anymore, he didn''t even care, he just wanted to run. His left hand was holding tight the place where his right arm should be, but only a bloody mess was there.


    Falling for perhaps the last time, without strength as a result of the loss of blood, man looks up to the sky only to see a moon covered by the clouds.


    Gathering the last shreds of hope, man seeks fervor to make a promise to the gods.


    "I was never very religious, but..."


    I would never finish his speech, the gods even if they existed could not save him. Not today. Not from William.


    With a tearing bite the man''s body was almost split in two, the bones were crushed and the blood flowed abundantly, for his suffering did not kill him instantly, he had a few more seconds to live, to see the monster devour him.


    With black eyes looking up to the sky, with his mouth full of blood flowing to his chest, a beastly body, part man and part wolf, William was howling at the moon.


    Men and animals feared. The living nightmare.


    The strength appeared in every part of William''s body, the blood made him stronger.


    He just needed to control his hunger or maybe just embrace it...

 Mans skin or Lycans Skin?

    William was staring at his reflection in the stream, even with the distortion caused by the current, the sight of his appearance was striking.


    He could only think of one word to describe himself, that word being:awesome.


    Of course, only the individual would like this view any other person would tremble with fear.


    William at every moment had a certain degree of awareness of his actions, his first death was more cloudy, but he recalls.


    After the death of the second ''pig,'' slowly his self-control began to return, before that he was seized by rage, pure anger.


    The feeling was incredible, it was monstrously pleasurable.


    Looking at his present state, a very tall body covered with muscles and hair, of course, but it was magnificent. It was the majestic fusion between the appearance of a human and that of a wolf, much more beautiful than any he had seen in movies, it was splendid.


    Its features were that of a wolf, its body structure that of a human.


    Opening and closing his hands, he felt the force that his body possessed in this form... It was simply powerful.


    It was a perfect body for a predator, each muscle in its proper place, was bulky, but not too bulky, covered by its beautiful coat that was pure white, made it look majestic, some might say it was a work of art.


    His claws proved that they could tear flesh and bones, incredibly sharp, his frighteningly powerful teeth made his bite cruel, no doubt deadly instruments, made for battle.


    ''How tall am I in that shape?'' William wondered.


    In his human form William was more or less 5 feet tall, now perhaps he was about 10 feet tall. Frighteningly high, it was an extra climax against the courage of those who depose themselves to him.


    ''I''m a medieval war tank'' William thought with humor, no doubt in this world he possessed the potential to be unstoppable.


    It was funny that in his human form besides his white skin in a light shade, his hair was of a shiny black, he didn''t understand why his Lycan-shaped coat was white.


    Probably the meaning is deeper than just that.


    He tried to smell himself to try to tell if his smell was that of a dog... Luckily, apart from the strong smell of blood, the smell was human, perhaps a little more attractive, there was something hidden in its scent.


    It would undoubtedly be sad to have the smell of a street dog.


    When William''s gaze focused on his lower body.


    Glup (swallowing sound)


    Naked.


    Without a trace of the clothes was visible.


    ''Shit I''m sure they won''t come back when I turn into the normal form,'' William grumbled, a TV trick that would have been appropriate at the time, too bad it was much more real than that.


    A small problem, by the way. At least the anatomy and the hair were kept discreet, and nothing ''special'' was visible.


    If I was a little smaller, maybe the pants would stay on," William thought of a chance, a way to preserve some privacy.


    Leaving the little things aside, looking at the reflection in the water, he saw his mouth and chest stained with blood, and without hesitation he began to head toward the water.


    It was very liberating the feeling in this form of Lycan, it was almost addictive, it was this power, not to mention the new things he felt for the time being, he had no idea what all those things were.


    And then a sudden perception hit him.


    ''The clothes, shit, I have to get my traces out of that place,'' William suddenly remembered that he had left evidence behind.


    Running home, it was easy for him to find out where it was, you couldn''t hide the smell of blood from a Lycan.


    William''s speed was animal-like, running with all four limbs he was faster than a horse, running on the ground or using the trees as his path, he was fast, over the trees like a real beast, William could get to the house quickly.


    Looking at the entrance he could see that his height had increased while chasing the second ''pig'', at that moment he needed to get back to normal in order to get in there.


    Only with the thought of returning to human form did his body slowly begin to change.


    It''s easy to go back, that''s very good," William thought gladly, it could have been a big problem if it hadn''t been quick or easy.


    In the midst of the transformation William realized that it was possible to control his size as a Lycan, from a huge monster over ten feet tall to a six-foot version.Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    In human form, naked William begins to walk around the house naked.


    Wind passing William''s naked ass. Embarrassing things must be remembered.


    Looking at the rags that were once his clothes, William quickly picks them up. Looking at the bodies of the mercenary victims.


    ''Unfortunately I can''t bury them, or the guards wouldn''t know what happened'' with sorrow and sadness about the horror those people had to live through, William begins to walk to Winterfell.


    It was better to be quick, soon it would dawn.


    William could easily return to his room, the advantages of hearing more, smelling better, and seeing in the dark were perfect for infiltration.


    Hours later.


    Winterfell dawned like any other day, no one alive knew that a great predator had appeared in the region. It was too early for the world to find out, but it wouldn''t take long.


    Things were more hectic, the King was early and was due to arrive the next day. Things had to be fixed.


    Jon and William were walking toward Robb.


    "The training of soldiers will be delayed, it must be resumed after the King''s departure" Robb told the news.


    "What are we going to do now?" Jon asks with a little sadness being visible in his eyes.


    William was looking around, trying to see if the guards had discovered anything, if anything besides the bodies had been found.


    "We can train or ride, maybe we can call Theon and play with the bows." Robb gave a few options, but he wasn''t too excited.


    Arya came running in and grabbed Jon. Right behind her, some servants were following her.


    "I don''t want to wear those clothes." Arya whined as she squeezed her hug tightly.


    Jon looked at Arya and then at the maidservants who were looking anxiously.


    "Lady Catelyn won''t like that." Jon tried to convince her, he couldn''t challenge Lady Stark.


    Arya shook herself while hugging Jon, so she let him go and ran to Robb.


    "Please save me" with puppy eyes Arya asked.


    Robb laughed and put his hand on Arya''s head.


    "You must obey your mother, you must learn to be a Lady." Robb spoke in support of his mother''s reasons, this young lady had to become more polite, didn''t she?


    Arya shook herself again and ran to William, this time she just made a face of suffering, it seemed she was suffering great torment, poor thing.


    William looks at those bright little eyes and can''t resist.


    "Tell Aunt Arya''s playing with us, we''ll play with the bows," William told the maidservants.


    Arya started smiling and hugged him.


    "You''re the best." Arya speaks in a spoiled tone.


    "But Lady asked him to take her," Serva insists, they had to carry out their orders or they couldn''t get promotions...


    "Aunt will understand, Arya is still a child" William speaks with conviction, he didn''t want to give room for further argumentation.


    Arya nudges him in the ribs as a sign of a dam for what had been said.


    "I''m not a child," Arya replies pouting, pity she acted perfectly like one, she was undoubtedly betrayed by her actions.


    The boys just look at her and smile.


    Bow training is fun if you''re good, William had a normal bow skills, and that was sad, at least better than Jon.


    But among all of them the best would be Theon, but his words always meant some provocation, even if it was mild, it was annoying, and most of the people who interacted with him were Jon and Robb, even Arya, who was a child, didn''t like talking to him, but William still didn''t hate him.


    Holding the bow while he thought about his next steps, William tried to decide which way to go.


    His assets changed, they changed for the better. But they affected his plans, and some adjustments were needed.


    Aside from the things that wouldn''t change, he thought of a way to save Ned Stark''s life, a way to prevent Sansa from being tortured, and a way to allow Arya to walk her way.


    Things are extremely complicated, he thought several times, but never could find a way to save Ned.


    He wouldn''t give up on anyone, they were all part of his family. The world may suffer and bleed, but his loved ones never, ever.


    Looking around as William thought, he eventually saw Lady Catelyn approaching.


    Rising and drawing the attention of others, William waits for his aunt.


    Catelyn looks at them and their dirty clothes. His gaze changed to disapproval.


    "They''re filthy, go to the bath, then you must try on some clothes to make sure everything''s all right tomorrow, the King should arrive in the morning." Catelyn of your orders explaining the reason.


    Arya''s a tantrum, but it couldn''t be helped, she was already approaching the time.


    "But we''ve already chosen our clothes," Robb tries to argue.


    Catelyn looked at his son with searching eyes, trying to understand if it was a rebellion.


    "There must be no mistakes, the King will be here." Catelyn speaks and moves his eyes, indicating for them to move.


    The troupe of troublemakers begin to head for the dungeons to receive the torture.


    A while later.


    William was taking a bath, but his thoughts were still on the facts about the future.


    If nothing was done, things would go the way you watched, even if it was slower that way.


    How could he change the fate of the Stark house?


    Now as a Lycan, he was an unparalleled warrior, but it was very recent, he needed to learn more about his current state, after feeding off those two pigs his body was stronger, it was almost a certainty that his strength would rise as he fed, but would that be enough to wage a war for Ned Stark alone?


    Certainly not, at the moment he wasn''t able to avoid Ned''s fate, all that remained was to try to convince his uncle not to go.


    Over the years, William has always tried to make Ned understand that it''s not good to go to King''s Landing.


    The problem was that Ned knew that place was a nest of vipers, in the series he knew it too, but he still was, because he was Ned Stark and Ned Stark was like that, loyal and hardheaded.


    If Ned didn''t go south a lot of things would change, would it be for the best?


    William had long planned a way to turn the game around, from an early age finding ways to earn money and soldiers, piracy was the easiest way.


    He could try to invest in ideas he knew would work if he came across them, things like soap and so on, he didn''t know how to create those things, unfortunately he was never the guy in science, he liked fantasy and fictions about magic, his path in his previous life didn''t help much, only the ideas in his mind helped him, he wasn''t inflexible like almost everyone else in this world.


    With the money in hand he would buy Immaculate, great warriors, disciplined and loyal, and then he would mount a navy, merchant and war, which would work, of course.


    But one point has never changed, something that has always tormented him, and that is the first step in the plot, the death of Ned Stark.

 The First Winds

    Doubts about the future are undoubtedly terrible, William began to think of a quick way to prevent events, he needed to avoid tragedies, but he also needed war to occur.


    It was inevitable that he would want to be a part of the events to come, but he should be careful.


    The things William wanted came from his ambition, the immeasurable will to be great, more than he ever was. He needed the war to make the North independent, with the right adjustments, King''s Landing would fall into the hands of a new monarch.


    Keeping the North strong for the next events was indispensable, William knew he needed to speed up his plans, the time to stay in the North was coming to an end, some journeys had to be made.


    Even when he wasn''t with the Starks, he needed to make sure that none of them would be harmed.


    William could be ambitious, but in no way would he be cruel to his family.


    Knowing about the difficulty of convincing Ned not to go south, the measures taken were supposed to be remedial, the time for prevention was running out, perhaps a long time had passed.


    Maybe turning the whole family into Lycans, but the question was how? He was sure that a single bite was not enough, for when he hunted last night, his prey ran for a long time and showed no sign or smell of change.


    Thinking about the possible ways he could infect others the most likely chances were for his blood, maybe his blood was the way out, but there was a chance it wasn''t, it might not be something like a virus.


    If he could not transmit lycanthropy through his blood the answer might be through some ritual, searching the library could help.


    He knew how to make others like him, but he didn''t know how yet.


    Even if Ned goes to King''s Landing, he won''t be killed until the King dies, and that would probably take about two years less.


    William didn''t know if he could figure out how to transmit lycanthropy before Ned left, but he would warn his uncle not to confront those who lived in lies with the truth, for that''s what led to his death, his inability to use intrigue.


    When Jon chose his fate, going to the Night Guard, William planned to go out and go with his cousin, some advice needed to be given. He also needed to warn Robb that the Boltons are snakes and the Freys should always be avoided.


    But even with all these measures, William knew that only his family''s attention would be on the alert, not necessarily avoiding events.


    Fortunately, there were a few years to prepare, he had a short time, but still enabled him to create his own strength.


    Using his own strength things would be the way he wished them to be. However, until he got all his cards, all his assets, he needed to be fast, he could not waste time.


    William had to be careful, for in this world death often comes by the name of betrayal, outside his family he could count on almost no one else.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.


    In a short period of two years his claws needed to be sharp, not deadly, not yet, but he had to be ready.


    If he could make them deadly? Good, that would be the best possible scenario.


    The first step was to try to be friends with Tyrion, who besides having a strong personality was smart, an excellent ally to get, even if at that moment he was not ready things would make them stay.


    Before leaving Jon, he needed to remember that the savages were people too and for him to be careful with the crows. Even if William was to take Jon''s lead in the events that would happen, Jon would still be very important in the North.


    The whole North needed to be strong, there were beings beyond the wall who were not human and who possessed an unimaginable capacity for destruction.


    William then planned to travel to King''s Landing to see his uncle and after that he would go to Braavos, where his first steps would be taken.


    Thinking of some plans, William managed to calm down, everything should work out.


    As he tried on the clothes that had been separated for him, William realized that the young maidservants were staring at him, on their red faces the look was flirtatious, discreet, but there was attraction.


    William knew he was attractive, but even so, he wondered if it was too lethal for these young women.


    His pale skin made his blue heavenly eyes captivating, his young face already showed a lupine look of an irresistible future man, but even so, he was just a boy who was slowly approaching the age of 15, too young to be lethal for the ladies, no?


    With his black hair caught in the same style as Gerald von Rivia and a body that was gaining every day, more of the manhood that the Lycan alpha should have, William was undoubtedly handsome.


    Leaving his fleeting thoughts aside, William proves the last separate set to him.


    The sun was present today, a sky without a cloud, funny to think that some people could see in a sky the things that were to happen in the future, but that sky showed nothing, yet it was undeniable that the winds of a storm had arrived.


    Side by side all the Starks were present, in front was Ned next to Catelyn, around were some noblemen and important people from the North.


    The Stark soldiers waited in two rows, leaving a passage in the middle, a solemn act to respect the arriving nobles.


    From the entrance of Winterfell, some carriages entered accompanied by soldiers, was the King''s entourage, arrived, slowly and proudly.


    The chariots stopped in an orderly fashion when one of the chariots opened, an obese man came out limping, he was surrounded by a guard and accompanied by a blonde woman, it was Robert Baratheon, King of the Angels, the Roinars and the First Men; Lord and Protector of the Seven Kingdoms.


    But the only thing William saw there was not a King, nor near one, but a drunkard who had no will to live except inside the brothels, did nothing but lie with the whores and far from the brothels ate and drank until he died, however, in the end he was betrayed to the point that he had no legitimate heir, only bastards, a sad and hopeless man destined to die in an inglorious manner.


    Even if he was sad, William did not care, this man was a king after all, he walked the path he desired, the consequences were these.


    What happened there was quick, just an act of formality. What followed, William didn''t know, but he had an idea, Robert and Ned should go to the crypts.


    Even with the end of the formalities, William wasn''t free yet, he couldn''t do what he wanted.


    Without much choice, William went to the library.


    It was hard to find any book that had in its title something straightforward like Ritual, you could expect a long search. Beginning with the history books, William returned to the tales of the First Men, at that time small quotes about rituals made at the time were recorded.


    Using these books, William began to look for more specific books, some of which had a few pages devoted to ancient religions and cults, but they were just historical accounts.


    Looking back over time, William realizes that he did not have much time left before the festivities began. With the lack of time the only thing he could do at that time was to separate some books and leave them somewhere that was easy to pick up later.


    After the banquet in William''s room I continue reading the books.


    ''I may have to cross the Wall,'' William came to a conclusion while closing a book.

 The Road to The Wall

    A boy would jump and climb over several places, slowly, his actions were leading him toward a special place, a place where two people were living a burning passion.


    There would be nothing special about this information except for one detail, that being, they were a pair of brother and sister who lived an incestuous love.


    The boy jumped, and with every leap he made, he quickly approached the spot. He could already hear some sound from this room, some words, some small clues.


    This boy was William, of course.


    The fate of ''The Broken'' was changed a long time ago.


    Whenever possible William told tales to Bran, the tales of a dragon''s son, others about a boy who were jinchuuriki, all these stories made something change inside Bran, he was continually becoming closer to a new path, the path of scholars or more precisely that of an otaku, was unequivocally often better than breaking or losing one''s own personality, right?


    William was there for one purpose only, listening to the lovers'' conversation, listening to things that might help him, but eventually receiving nothing more than information about their incestuous relationship, the trip was for nothing. This is not new to him.


    Well, at least he went after it, trying was the least he should do.


    On the morning of the new day.


    Time passed and the hunger was returning again.


    "This is not the time yet." William was vaguely trying to convince his senses.


    Looking at the ''The Hound'' Clegane, William wondered what to do with him, this man was the bearer of such a sad and tragic past, but he was without a doubt a cruel individual who killed without thinking, in the future he would help Sansa and Arya and in the end would end up helping Winterfell against the White Walkers and their wandering army, but the question was, what should William do with him now?


    Wouldn''t the future be exactly like in the movie, was it necessary to give this Clegane a chance to prove himself, or was he just food? ''The Hound'' was a sinner after all.


    But there was no need to decide now, and there are so many other sinners to serve as Lycan''s ration. It can be said that there is no shortage of food for William in this world.


    Some hours later.


    William was currently leaving Winterfell, the road was a long way to the Wall, but it would be a good time, even if it wasn''t good, he had to go.


    Looking around at the forests, hills, rivers and sky is so liberating the feeling of leaving Winterfell on an adventure definitely gave a wonderful feeling, that sense of freedom was amazing. Best of all was the thought that his story was beginning.


    When he was in Winterfell, the king gave Ned no choice, using friendship to put pressure on how the North Lord did not escape, inevitably he was eventually taken to King''s Landing, next to him were the girls, Sansa and Arya


    William had spoken to his uncle so many times that things would definitely be better, just needed a little luck and touch up and things would be done.Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.


    The reason he took this opportunity to leave Winterfell was because of what he read in the library books, there he said clearly and clearly, there is something hidden in the Black Castle library, with that information he needed to be quick.


    One of the bonus benefits of this trip was the ability to make Tyrion a friend. But Tyrion was still an idiot. He was metaphorically and literally a bastard.


    Curse you.


    At all times when William tried to start a conversation, Tyrion used something cruel to answer and justified himself with abstract lines that implied he was helping William, but it doesn''t work, not that way.


    It just seemed to tease, it was so annoying.


    It was really hard to resist, especially due to the fact that William was a fourteen-year-old, too many hormones to help him be calm ...


    However, William would try again, but perhaps the next attempt will have to wait a while.


    Jon, on the flip side, was happy with his choice to become a crow, had some doubts, but was firm with that. Well, that''s what he said, but anyway, in a while, everything will be all right, the future Lord of the Lord Commander of the Night''s Watch was born, just needed some time for that, maybe a push or two.


    The trip is very difficult, but it was even harder to find someone who wants to do it.


    Looking at the guards around us, it was possible to feel only coldness. These men only accepted this work because it was the order of their Lord, so they were in a bad mood, especially against the nobles, so all the way they just talked to each other and avoided talking to William as much as possible.


    These guards weren''t here to make our trip safe, they were actually here to take the prisoners who opted for severe punishment for serving on the Night''s Watch, all kinds of men ended up here.


    But obviously, there were some guards here to protect me and others to protect Tyrion.


    Had Ned chosen some trusted men to do this job, to make William safe, so funny, a big predator ''safe'' because some men protect him? So funny.


    But William had to accept, for all people he was just a teenager, nobody knows what he really was and there were also benefits to having guards, they turn out to be ''stewards'' too.


    In fact, if he were alone, after leaving Jon on the Wall, the trip would be faster, but that wasn''t a problem, even if he was faster than a horse, it wasn''t necessary to run all the way back.


    It was time to rest, a fire had been made, and the makeshift camp was already waiting for them. Walking close to Jon, William wished, or rather needs to talk to someone normal or he will go crazy.


    Jon looked at him with a humorous look as he saw the glorious ''show''.


    "I see you and Lannister are friends, so pure friendship I''m jealous," Jon said with a mocking look.


    "Don''t tease me man, if you don''t stop, I''ll stop you," William said with a face of mock indignation.


    Jon laughs and moves his hand to the sword in his belt.


    "Come on, make me stop" Jon gives up a challenge with eagerness.


    More happily, William begins to pretend to be angry, a pity he was not a good actor.


    "Oh man, I''ll make you pay for it, you''ll cry" William said with a happy face.


    In combat position, Jon moves his sword, William just moves sideways and dodges easily, Jon is surprised, but quickly fixes his stance and attempts a new blow, wishing to make William use his sword to defend himself.


    Unfortunately for him today, William needs to relax and that''s why he wanted to play with Jon.


    "I''m here, hit right here" William points to his nose.


    Jon was surprised by this action, it was not William''s style, it was necessary to say that Jon was the best with a sword in his hands among the boys, William even though it was always fast, it was not so, and in a fight, especially against Jon, he was more serious.


    The common method of the past was this: Whenever the boys dueled, William tried to protect himself mainly, and so remained in defense, only attacked if it was a right blow. Dodging was undoubtedly a very useful move, but William doing so was rare.


    Jon tries another blow, but William moves fast and disarms him.


    With Jon''s sword in his hand, William made a mocking expression and ran into the trees, Jon was shocked, but returns to the excited mood and follows his cousin.


    "Give me back," Jon demanded, but his action was more like a plea.


    The only thing he heard was a laugh.

 The bastard, the dwarf and the Lycan

    In the shape of Lycan, William ran freely among the trees, the happiness he felt was immeasurable. For a brief moment, the feeling of hunger had been overcome.


    William, while enjoying this feeling, turned away from the camp.


    Slightly concerned he tries to sniff his way.


    ''It''s like cheating, ''William thought.


    Somehow it was possible to map their scent, it almost produced a map in his mind. It was a complex and abstract map, that he could feel the place.


    With attention to the smells, the map in his mind had been enlarged, at a great distance, everything was noticeable to him.


    From the simplest to the strongest odors, it showed in William''s mind a map almost as real as a visual.


    He knew that there was a pack of wolves farther north and for several meters following only birds live near and then slowly small and medium animals were emerging.


    Tonight''s test would be to catch some big animal like a deer and test whether their hunger would be alleviated.


    It had been too hasty of William to assume that only humans could satisfy his hunger. Even if something about him made him think humans were his prey, maybe other animals could make him control his hunger.


    Maybe eating humans was his predatory instinct to make him hunt.


    William lived on human food, felt he did not earn more strength, more inhumanly stronger, but not satisfy his hunger, yet something always bothered him.


    He felt bad, it was a sense of unfulfillment as if he was failing.


    Choosing a direction, William begins to approach some deer. The poor animals were looking for a safe place to spend the night, they looked around and sniffed the air trying to know if it was a good idea to be there.


    Maybe nothing much happened on other days, but at that moment the luck of these animals was over, they were not prepared to defend themselves from something like a Lycan, well never would be.


    With a sudden fall, William falls on two adult deer, the sound of breaking bones was heard. The columns in a single attack were breaks.


    It was a strange, good but weird feeling about the hunt.


    The realization at that moment was immense, William had the feeling of a young wolf who began catching his prey.


    But unlike a young wolf, a bite of young Lycan was monstrous, large parts of the animals were devoured, even bones fragile against the offensive of his powerful jaw.


    One of the animals had been eaten quickly, there were not many


    remains left behind.


    William stopped before continuing his next meal; he needed to realize if his ''hunger'' had been lessened if his body had strengthened.


    Things sometimes tend to go the hard way after all. The ''hunger'' had been lessened, but his body was not strengthened. It was just a meal, even if bloody, it gave him nothing but the taste of the hunt.


    Preparing to return, William looks at the second animal body, it would be a waste to leave him here, but it would also be if he eats.Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    Catching the dead animal with one hand William starts running toward the camp.


    Near the place, William leaves the body of the animal on the ground and next to it a large tree branch.


    He planned to say that in rising the night to relieve himself he saw a branch fall on the animal, killing it instantly.


    Slowly letting his body return to its human appearance, William walks to the tree where his clothes were hidden.


    William goes to a guard who was awake and talks about the dead deer. The guard excitedly calls some other guards.


    Morning.


    William sat on his horse slowly eating a delicious piece of meat.


    "How long until the Wall?" William questions a guard.


    "Several days until we reach Black Castle," the guard said.


    William looks back at his food.


    "Will you become a crow, boy?" The guard asks before William answers he continues.


    "It would be sad for a boy like you to become a crow, they can''t touch in a woman, you will regret for a lifetime" guard said.


    Being interrupted again before he can say anything in response, William looks at a new person participating in the conversation.


    "I know a lot of interesting places, so if you have some time, you can enjoy a great experience," Tyrion said as he drank his wine.


    Looking at the two men who one morning had begun to worry about his sex life, to hell, he wouldn''t even become a crow.


    "Thanks for your intentions, but you must be telling this to Jon, I''m just here to want to see the Wall," William replies with a little discomfort.


    Tyrion starts to laugh.


    "Ohh I see, even so, I can take you" Tyrion.


    William looks at Jon and asks for help, his cousin stares at him with a smile.


    "You''re a boy, but you''re almost a damn man, you must enjoy the pleasures of life" Tyrion.


    William looks at Tyrion not knowing what to say, well, he already had some relationships, doesn''t have a problem with his sexual life.


    Not in this life, but he knew things, but ...


    "I appreciate it, but I don''t feel like going to a brothel," William.


    "Oh no, what did prostitutes do to you?" Tyrion.


    "Nothing, but I just prefer women who aren''t prostitutes ..." William


    Tyrion looks at the boy with grace.


    "As you know who you prefer? I guarantee you don''t touch a woman before." Tyrion.


    William was in a brief silence to seek an answer, but it was too late.


    "Are you a romantic, man, do you believe there is real love? Only if you have enough money. "Tyrion lets some of the sadness of his life arise.


    William looks at this little man and can change the subject.


    "I hear you like history." William.


    "Some truth in that, there are usually only nicer things about me, but yes, I like it," Tyrion responds as he tries to regain his mood.


    "Know something about the first men or the dragons" William regrets the last part of his speech, he prefers to know about the first topic.


    "The dragons, magnificent creatures, Balerion the Black Dread was Aegon''s I dragon it was so big that its shadow could cover an entire city ... " Tyrion.


    "... the dragon flames are the hottest thing you can see ..." Tyrion.


    ''Shit, I touched the favorite subject of a medieval Otaku,'' William thought as he agreed with the topics Tyrion spoke.


    Suddenly William thinks of something.


    ''What would a Dwarf Lycan look like? ''


    The time has passed.


    It''s been a few days since we talked excitedly between Tyrion the Otaku and William.


    In a few moments, they should reach Castle Black, William could smell in the air. Even though in his human form their advantages were reduced, it was still maintained to some extent.


    William realized that he needed training, not only as a Lycan but also as a human.


    Certain advantages exist always while your trumps are hidden. He needed the most advantages; so it was preferable to make the world premiere of Lycan only in Essos where just across the sea rumors would arrive in Westeros.


    While in Westeros, William acts with caution only in night and right operations the Lycan opens his jaw. Only when everyone involved could not tell the news the Lycan should appear.


    For now, of course.


    William looks around and realizes that Jon was nervous, very close to his destination.


    "Afraid of not touching a woman, how did they say?" William teases his first in an attempt to change his mood.


    Jon looks at him and smiles.


    "Don''t worry, for sure in the future you''ll be hugging a whore on each arm in King''s Land with your new friend." Jon.


    On the trip, Jon and Tyrion had some conversations, especially when Tyrion talked about dragons. Their relationship has been softened.


    Tyrion had nothing against a bastard in the end.


    William on the other way, got some goodwill from Tyrion, a simple good relationship, could not be said to be friends, but it was a lot better than before.


    "Sure, while I''m there, I can pay tribute to you," William replies jokingly.


    Jon starts to laugh.


    It was almost time to climb The Wall.


    The future of the Lycans was being drawn, the first tale about the great Lycans patriarch was ready to be written.


    The White Dread maybe?

 The Hidden Secrets

    Jon already said goodbye to William, some procedures had to be done for him to join the Night''s Watch.


    After saying goodbye to his cousin William stayed for one night in Mole''s Town, why wait? Well, Tyrion had to leave before, even if he wanted to be friends with the dwarf, William needed more freedom for his future acts.


    He could not risk being discovered or even doubting his behavior.


    A big advantage of him in this world was knowing others while others didn''t know him, no more than a Starks orphan.


    The less attention William attracted at this moment, the better.


    At some point loneliness becomes inevitable.


    Obviously he was with Stark House soldiers as guard, but even with them it was almost the same as being alone, the damn soldiers couldn''t make a decent conversation.


    William was here looking for the clues the Stark library books showed him, with a little luck he could find what he wanted here.


    If it did not work out, he would be forced to cross the wall and go after the children of the forest and try to get information about the rituals from them.


    It doesn''t take much thought to know that going after them would be extremely complicated, with the uncertainties that this trip possessed eventually made it into something unwanted.


    Many hidden problems await him as he passes the Wall.


    William planned to infiltrate Castle Black.


    Looking into the setting sun William was preparing for his nightly plans.


    Night.


    William was walking slowly toward the buildings, fortunately, Black Castle had no defensive wall, just guarding the Wall, no defense against the people coming from Westeros, hasty decision.


    On a night as dark as this one when only torches could provide any defense for mortals against the infinite dangers lurking in his veil, William was home.


    William was easily able to get close to the Library, did not even need the advantages of his transformation into Lycan for this, only the benefits he derives from his human body was easy for him.


    Entering the library William quickly begins to look through the parchments and moldy books, some so old that one can only feel the splendor of the old days, the golden, bloody ages. A collectors paradise.If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    There was an infinity of books in this library, it was really surprising that remained in this place, so far from the eyes of the world, of the few who would have the benefit of reading them in this place surely secrets were hidden.


    Looking at all those books, all those old languages, from the common languages to the forest folk, even having Valyrian scrolls.


    It was worth every effort to learn as much language as possible in your childhood, the suffering was not in vain.


    William wanted to take them all away, his curiosity about the facts buried here left him breathless.


    Unfortunately, he couldn''t take them away, he needed to focus on the important, focus on the reason that led him here.


    So frustrating.


    Looking at books on ancient history and rituals, William almost drowned in a monumental pile of old books.


    Within a few hours, William systematically reduced the books to those more directed to what he wanted.


    There were thirty copies among books and scrolls, some small, some giants. He undeniably could not steal them all.


    With pain, William focused on books about the Ancient Gods, the forest people, and the Valyria scrolls, there were still ten books.


    Since he had some time before dawn, William chose to read some of the books he would not remove from this place.


    Just before it was too late to sneak out of the morning light, William began to return to Mole''s Town.


    Although forced to read quickly and systematically, William had gained some information about the rituals he wanted.


    There had been cited in several books some deeds that prove to be a legend, myth, superstition, and perhaps reality, and this was about one of the strangest and possibly the most evil forms of magic lurking in this world, the blood magic.


    As William had read in the books that were somehow seen through sacrifices and strange things to an end, certain strange happenings happen, among them the fact that more was talked about a legend of Azor Ahai.


    The legend of Azor Ahai, born at a time when darkness was hovering over the world, to become a hero, he needed to wield a flaming sword, the legendary Lightbringer, and to follow the hero''s path, first was forced to forge his sword and using everything in an attempt to make his weapon, everything failed. The only means by which he succeeded was when he pierced the sword in his wife''s heart, forging the sword with her blood, before he could be a hero had to sacrifice his love.


    It has also been cited in some ancient scrolls the supposed use of blood magic to make Valyrian steel and other things.


    Many secrets and mysteries surrounded this magic, which most surprised William was the scroll of Valyria, whose title was only Blood and Fire, talked about some rituals involving the people of Valyria, unfortunately, a lower part of the scroll was erased because of his age, but a single word was left, almost disappeared, but it was still possible to read "... thus Valyria''s children were born".


    "Were born?" William thought.


    Aren''t Valyrians born naturally? Maybe it was born through an ancient ritual, using some form of blood magic or something? Unfortunately, only curiosity was there.


    Fortunately, there was a clue about scrolls, many of them about maze makers, all about ancient cities.


    William had changed his plans, would not go from King''s Landing to Braavos, would go first to Lorath, hopefully, could find out more about blood magic or facts that were already buried in the sands of time.


    But no doubt William would not abandon this information, he should go after the historical remains and try to learn more about this secret, but for now, with a book in hand, a book that was written in the language of the forest people.


    ''I need to do some experiments.'' William thought.

 Road to Lorath - 1o part

    William had found in an ancient book that was written in the language of the forest people, a supposed ritual in which he applied certain concepts of the ritualistic used in ceremonies to the Old Forest Gods and the application of certain practices of blood spells.


    In which the first step would be to use the heart trees the second point would be to establish the sacrifices, those made in flesh, blood, and life.


    Observing the data in other rituals, William planned some way to make it the initiation mechanism. A way for him to be the only one who could spawn Lycans from the 0, a way to have control over all his descendants.


    William knew that the secrets he carried in his bloodline could not only be understood through the rules of this world, there was something else about him, something that should not belong to this world.


    With this difference between what he was and what this world showed for certain, the pinnacle of his goal, even if it was far away, would be to be not a zero patient for a disease, but something like a true lord for his descendants.


    William could not only give others access to so much power without having a way to control them, without a way to limit the power of those who obtained it.


    For this reason, the tests must be performed, even if in the future the ideal choice of a Lycan descendant was loyalty, he needed to begin his tests on despicable people.


    The mental burden of a death was noticeably diminished for the present William, but he could not indulge in indiscriminate slaughter, he had to maintain some humanity, some reminder of what he once was.


    Even if it was easier to find any unlucky man on the street and make him an individual for testing, it would undoubtedly tarnish William''s fragile part, be a blemish on his soul, something unforgivable to him.


    Knowing that his early tests would inevitably be flawed, William needed to find perfectly inclined individuals to be his test subjects.


    The problem eventually returned to an old point, the difficulty of finding these people in the North. Not that the impartiality, coldness, of the people of this age in the face of evil, did not approach them to the censurable in his sense of modern morality.


    But it was necessary to know that in order not to cause problems in his actions, those who would be his patients would have to come from one place constantly.The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.


    In addition to having access to these individuals, he needed a perfect place for that, but of course all this thinking could be for nothing, he had not even tried giving his blood to someone else.


    Looking at all the points that needed to be seen, at least the ones he could see so far, William was waiting for the night again.


    Even though finding a thug was difficult in the North, it was not impossible.


    At night William again sneaked out of his room without the Winterfell guards seeing him.


    Wandering the streets of this tiny Mole''s Town, wandering in the shadows, with no curious pair of eyes able to see him, William began to hunt his prey.


    His eyes caught every movement, his nose sought the sweet smell of blood.


    In his human form, William tried to push his senses to the max, it was a way of training them.


    Not so much improvement, not close to how much he had fed, the changes that happened at that time were noticeable, unlike this training that obviously had to be done for a long time to make these changes noticeable.


    Trying to control his wandering thoughts, William began to run around the city.


    There was nothing here, not today.


    William didn''t plan on having such a trip without productivity.


    Without thinking twice he searched for a suitable place to hide his clothes and changed, so that he kept his human stature, just needed the physical bonuses that his Lycan form possessed.


    With mind-blowing speed, William began to wander close to the small residences that were far from the city, small residences that could hold ominous secrets.


    But that day was destined to be unproductive.


    ''I have to get out of here fast I already got what I wanted'' William thought.


    William considered going beyond the wall to find those lived exactly as the titles of savages indicated, but he would need a lot of time, that would alert his guards, all hell would break out then.


    With a quick decision, William would leave, could not waste his time here.


    Trying his best to feel pleased to have found so much information, William went to sleep.


    Looking to the horizon, William was trying to see what this primitive immensity held, his gaze beyond the wall only calm, even though he knew that somewhere below the White Walkers they were rising, crawling across the ground and slowly forming a massive and cruel army.


    The only thought that really mattered to him was that beyond this wall were more secrets, that there were giants below, and that there might be a trace of magic below.


    Unfortunately, he was not prepared to go there, he was alone and very weak yet.


    Only the urge for one day to step remain, but it would undoubtedly be in the rather long future for a human, perhaps only here 5 years would be possible, perhaps a little longer, an answer for another time.

 A little bite doesnt hurt?- Road to Lorath - 2o Part

    A few weeks of travel and William was near Dreadfort, with a letter in hand, he wondered if his plan would work.


    It was a slightly risky plan not to say that he was betting on the lottery.


    William knew that he needed to find ways to strengthen those loyal to Stark House, but more importantly, it would be a means to weaken his main opponents, no doubt things had to be adjusted first in the North.


    And here was the function of the letter William held, a letter that had orders from Lord Stark of Winterfell, a letter that William had a hard time making his uncle write.


    It was not the only letter Lord Stark had created, but it was one of which William had planned.


    It was necessary to remember that Roose Bolton was loyal to Stark House, at least it would be so until he began to conspire with the Freys and Lannister.


    With this loyalty in hand, William needed to create a way for the Bolton to not betray the North or a way to fragment Roose''s power.


    So the letter''s function was simple, a direct order from Eddard Stark for the Dreadfort forces to be separated into certain fractions and sent to various places on the pretext of being an idealized training to prove the value of the North in the eyes of the King.


    It was a simple manipulation, it was to spread the idea that the King was unhappy with the current appearance of the North and had Ned do something about it.


    The truth is, only two-fifths of the Bolton''s total strength would remain with Roose, the rest would be gradually given to truly Stark-loyal people.


    William just needed to talk to Roose and demonstrate the need for such acts. It was too early for any doubt about these actions, Roose didn''t suspect his hands were being tied.


    Entering slowly into Dreadfort, William began to analyze this fort that had a strong history, a place that only collapsed for lack of supplies, a place that was not successfully invaded.


    Undoubtedly it was a rugged place, high and thick-walled walls, several towers and their merlons had the appearance of stone teeth by their triangular shape, such a dark fort, such a Machiavellian appearance.The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    It was the house of a little monster, the house of a psycho who liked to flay, the house of Ramsey Bolton.


    William had strong memories of Ramsey''s deeds, maybe others in his place would shiver at the thought of it, but to William, it didn''t matter, Ramsey was just another box that maybe he would open one day to see inside, a snack to eat to pass the time at best.


    But still, William wondered if he should let things go for Reek''s birth, or should he show some compassion for Theon before he became a descendant?


    Looking at the lined-up soldiers, a man who was waiting for him, William tries to focus on the things he should do now.


    One of his guards announces it.


    "William Corvinus, nephew of Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell, protector of the North and King''s Hand, comes to Dreadfort as Lord Stark''s messenger." Guard of the Stark House.


    Certain acts are unnecessary, often only the message is needed, but at other times, moments like this, it took someone to explain the questions the message recipient might have, even if they could not go against their Lord''s order, Roose might be suspicious, William''s job was to lessen that fear.


    Roose received the letter and slowly read it, a slight frown appeared briefly on his face, with a look at William, Roose began to think.


    And then he spoke.


    "The Boltons follow your Lord''s orders" Roose Bolton speaks in a low voice, trying to force others who needed to listen to him to pay attention.


    "At the King''s orders, the North will do some military training for 2-3 years, after which time the soldiers returned to their Lords," William said.


    Things turned out to be weird, Roose just looking at William with a weird look, and William, not wanting to talk more than necessary, was silent waiting for Bolton to say something.


    That way things ended.


    William sitting at the dining table next to the Bolton, he was feeling uncomfortable, things were very straightforward and no problem happened.


    Perhaps because there is no smell of war in the air the Boltons would not suspect, after all, who conspire against each other, the Stark are the least likely to do something like this.


    The best would be that, the worst ... well, William didn''t know yet.


    Another day.


    William was already on the road again, the encounter with the Bolton was strange, but it was fast, now he just had to go to White Harbor and then be on his way to King''s Landing.


    In White Harbor things would be simpler, Manderly House was loyal to the Starks, only a few adjustments should be made. The letter was easily delivered and William was invited to spend a few days there, politely William declined and said he was on his way to King''s Landing to see his uncle and cousins.


    Wyman Manderly promised that he would fulfill Ned''s orders to the best of his ability and be waiting for new orders.


    And then William continued his journey.


    A few days later, looking at the walls of King''s Landing, William had finally reached his last place before traveling out of Westeros.

 Kings Landing - Road to Lorath - 3 o Part

    Sure enough, this was the biggest city William stepped into in his life, it couldn''t compare to some cities it was in his past life, but here it really had a special charm.


    When we speak about Winterfell we see a medieval place, but very near rustic and because of the weather the culture was more rigid, however, when we speak about Capital of the 7 kingdoms we speak in a place that fervently manifested a glorious point in a medieval world, The culture here was much more open, much more hectic.


    Happiness was something William couldn''t help but feel.


    Finally a damn hot place, that''s what he needed.


    Even accustomed to life in the North, William never liked to stay there, even if he liked the people there, the damn place was too cold for him, after a while he had stopped complaining to himself, but now with this mild temperature was impossible for him not to be happy about.


    William felt a great urge to relax under the sun.


    Well, it wasn''t the right time for that.


    Before going to meet his uncle, William wanted to wander the busy streets of the capital.


    Sometime later.


    William was sitting in a chair while eating, in front of him was his uncle Ned Stark just watching him.


    "Did you like King''s Landing?" Ned.


    After swallowing a chicken leg.


    "Yes, very nice weather," William replied as he focused on the food.


    Ned looked at him with humor.


    "If you wanted to, you can stay here." Ned.


    Didn''t wait for William to answer himself and questioned.


    "Are you sure about the order in White Harbor? Are you really wanting to do this? "Ned.


    "Yes, it is necessary, but it will take some time anyway, don''t worry," William replied as he finished eating.


    "Well, it was something of your choice, don''t regret it if it goes wrong" Ned.


    William nodded as he sipped the rest of the drink into his glass.


    "The trip must have been tiring" Ned.


    "It was good, a little time consuming, but it was good. Where are the girls? "William.


    Ned started to laugh.


    "Well, Sansa is with her friend somewhere learning about court life, Arya insisted she wanted to learn how to use the sword, I found a master for her," Ned.


    The conversation continued for a few more topics, William eventually said he would stay shortly before leaving for Braavos, his uncle already knew this decision of William, so he just tried to get William to take some Starks guards with him, William thought about it.


    But, he declined and said he could hire some mercenaries so his trip wouldn''t get too much attention. Ned eventually agreed to a little concern about that.


    Night came and William was finally in a place where he would get his subjects to test.


    Careful not to be seen William stole secretly out of his room through the window and ran silently into the partially lit streets of King''s Landing.You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.


    While walking William was trying to choose, unlike the North, there was plenty of prey here. Trying to get to the outskirts of town looking for a location that was slightly accessible to him, William trapped his target in prey.


    Sollam was walking after beating and robbing a couple, hiding in the alleys while counting his profits. The day had been good, he and your friends went beyond profit, some fun


    ''Shit, that bitch was tight, I should have dragged her into the alleys until tomorrow, too bad the damn bitch wouldn''t stop screaming. ''Sollam thought with satisfaction.


    Sollam along with his friends were part of a gang, acted mainly at night, but today had been a busy day in the capital and luckily they saw some distracted travelers, the man was chubby and old, an appearance of a rich merchant typical together to him was a beautiful young woman, an appearance that made her almost as much like one of those Ladys. The boys enjoyed it.


    Sollam vulgarly scratched his groin as he walked, remembering his crimes.


    It was a common occurrence on the periphery for him, but it was not normal to find such clean women. He couldn''t stop congratulating.


    ''Today not having to pay for these whores'' Sollam thought.


    As he walked down the alleys he saw another easy target, a young nobleman walking slowly toward him.


    ''Shit what luck, the brat chose the wrong place to get lost'' Sollam.


    Sollam was very excited tonight, wanted to close the day with some blood.


    ''Oh nice would be to kill one of those cocky nobles'' Sollam began to plan his future actions.


    Slowly Sollam brought his hand to his dagger that was stored in his pants.


    As the young nobleman was passing his side Sollam made a quick blow with the dagger, aimed at the neck.


    William was following his target, a robber, but it stank of blood, surely the right guy.


    While following his target through the alleys William was surprised by a passerby strike.


    It was a dagger thrust aimed at his neck.


    Well, unfortunately, the target of this attack was a Lycan, not anyone, but the first of all those would come.


    Only with his reflexes did William prevent the attack.


    The damn boy had held his arm, how the hell was that possible.


    Sollam tried to move his arm, but it was impossible, with a quick thought he decided to take another blow, but before he could react he saw something scary.


    The young nobleman''s eyes were something dangerous, something monstrous, he was paralyzed only to find those eyes that were as cold as the steel of a sword against his neck.


    His vision went black.


    Sollam woke up a few moments later, tried to move, but could not, looking at the environment he saw only trees.


    He felt a chill in his back.


    Looking at his hands, they were tied, he also realized that he was shirtless and strange symbols were painted on his chest.


    His fear just grew.


    Sollam tried to speak, but no voice came out of his mouth because in front of him was the young man, partially naked, wearing only his pants and looking at him with a cruel look.


    Sollam knew death was very close.


    To Sollam''s horror the boy began to squirm and the thing that happened in front of his eyes was simply hellish.


    The boy''s fingers, hands, feet began to change and sharp claws came up, slowly the boy''s face began to lengthen and look like a wolf.


    Sollam couldn''t stand it and ended up peeing himself.


    With slow steps the monster began to walk towards Sollam, he began to shake trying as far as possible to run away, but he could not.


    The monster grasped his neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.


    To Sollam''s surprise, the monster began to speak in an animalistic voice that only a reminder of a human voice was felt.


    The monster speaks strange words, it seemed that it was not talking to him.


    The monster brought his other hand toward his chest and then slowly began to dig a hole in Sollam''s chest.


    The pain was horrible, the finger slowly entered his flesh, blood trickled, rumbles of pain came out of his mouth, but he could do nothing.


    When the monster stopped talking Sollam began to bleed out from his mouth, his body ached everywhere, his limbs began to twist, tried to turn something, after a while even one of his eyes began to leak blood.


    It wasn''t long before Sollam died.


    William was looking at the bandit that attacked him, now all covered in blood and with twisted limbs, such a horrible sight.


    No doubt William knew that trouble would arise, but the result was far more brutal than expected.


    With a sigh, William tried to comfort himself, at least there was a lot more trash to clean in this city.


    Looking at the night-covered sky with no sign of any sunlight, well he had time until dawn, maybe finding a snack was good.

 Hunt - Road to Lorath - 4o Part

    A very dark night, even though every night there was evil prowling everywhere and some light trying to purge it, that night was special for King''s Landing.


    It was the darkest first hour, the moment when greater darkness devoured smaller darkness.


    These minor darkness were somewhat crueler, more brutal than the one that hunted them, for they hunt innocent, but undoubtedly, the monster that eats monsters must receive their due respect.


    That night some fear makers felt its coldest, purest form.


    They felt the dread.


    William was very hungry, so hungry that the moment the first drop of blood was seen by his eyes his hunger took him.


    It was supposed to be just a snack before bed, but now it has become a massacre.


    Blood splatter and body debris everywhere.


    The great white monster was covered in blood.


    Only after satiation did William manage to control himself. It was hard to say that he controlled himself, it was more as if hunger returned control of his body.


    If it were another world, William could be known as the sin of gluttony.


    22 men, 22 sinners were visited by the white dread.


    Strength filled every inch of William''s body, the sensation of pure delight. Wonderful.


    Slowly William returned to his human form, but still stood, eyes closed and a satisfied smile on his lips.


    Flexing your body muscles while extending your arms. William felt his strength growing.


    Lycan''s form maximized the power of his senses and provided him with monstrous form and speed, but William was still fragile in his human form, yet after each kill, after devouring, his strength increased in both forms.


    Even if the improvement does not focus on strength, speed or even increase more than one point at a time, his senses one at a time were enhanced, and at that moment, after devouring so many beings, William gained an improvement in his strength.


    If before that moment William at 14 years old was almost as strong as an elite soldier, now he could in his human form fight against some of the best together.


    Disregarding your other powers of course.


    Already in its Lycan form, the measure was never separate individuals, but in groups, William did not know how many could face head-on, he walked a path that could oppose the world with only his flesh and blood.


    The power that William, as the first Lycan possessed, was immeasurable, it was impossible to see how long he would grow up, how long his power would increase.


    But undoubtedly his strength would be remembered forever alongside the strongest beings in this world, perhaps, as the most powerful.


    At least it was William''s thought as he felt the force run through every cell of his body.


    Some time before.


    William was looking at the bandit that attacked him, now all covered in blood and with twisted limbs, such a horrible sight.


    No doubt William knew that trouble would arise, but the result was far more brutal than expected.


    With a sigh, William tried to comfort himself, at least there was a lot more trash to clean in this city.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.


    Looking at the night-covered sky with no sign of any sunlight, well he had a time until dawn, maybe finding a snack was good.


    William looked at the twisted body and shook his head, he would not eat this thing, after trying to perform the ritual it was impossible to know what could happen if swallowed, not to mention it was disgusting.


    He eventually decided that he would hunt something else in town, but first, he had to discard that body.


    Running silently over the structures, William was hunting, guided by the smell, he was after those who had a specific smell, who had a specific mark.


    Chasing one of his prey William was guided into a remote area of King''s Landing, guided to a decaying midsize house that appeared to be long abandoned.


    It was similar to a ruin.


    Carefully, William moved close enough to hear what was being said from within.


    The voices belonged to several men.


    "Lucky" 1o voice.


    "You damn lucky bastards, you found a hot little whore, while Daddy here had to fuck a mangy bitch" 2o voice.


    "The 7 are good for their faithful heheh" 3o voice.


    "As if the gods would help you" voice 2o.


    The men''s voices inside were jubilant, it was obvious some were cheering and others gnawing with envy that they had not been so lucky.


    William was happy, dinner would be plentiful.


    Bandit A was heading toward the warehouse for a few more beers.


    Something seemed to have gone behind his back, he looked back.


    There was nothing but darkness there.


    ''Shit, it would be nice to have some candles'' Bandit A thought.


    He grabbed some drinks and started walking toward the dorm, B and C should be waiting for him.


    Looking around several of his ''friends'' were sleeping other drunks while others kept bragging.


    He heard some strange noises from afar.


    ''Damn Lucky, who choke and die, ''he cursed.


    Slowly approaching the dormitory, a strange sound was being audible.


    Probably the damn termites, this house was almost falling over their heads. Damn old house.


    While walking he eventually slipped and almost fell, luckily managed to avoid the fall.


    The damn floor was wet.


    Bandit A decided to blow his stuffy nose.


    His nostrils were assaulted by the smell of iron, a familiar smell on his job.


    Realizing what might have happened, he silently leaves the beers on the floor and picks up his dagger that was stored in the sole of his shoe.


    He thought of warning the others, but it could be a prank on one of those shits, so not to be joked he chose to go it alone.


    The sound stopped.


    With courage, or almost, he kept walking, surely it must be those shits, they were trying to scare him.


    "Motherfuckers, I''m going to gut one of them tonight," Bandit A thought as sweat dripped from his forehead.


    Carefully entering the room where he was supposed to have 8 of his ''friends'' together with B and C, he knew there could be nothing wrong, it was simply impossible.


    Who would go into a gang hideout to kill?


    Well, apart from the guards ... and the other gangs and ...


    Well, there were some who would come in, but what would you do today when everyone was there?


    Slowly pushing the curtain in place of the door through the dim light of a candle, he saw a horrible scene.


    Bodies dismembered and blood everywhere.


    A dreadful scene.


    With a quick turn toward the exit.


    In front of him was a monstrous freak before he could run or even scream.


    A hand went through his stomach and suspended him in the air.


    Good blood dripping from his mouth and wide eyes he looked at the thing that attacked and then.


    A wet cracking sound sounded.


    The hand that had crossed his stomach had grabbed his spine and broken it.


    Shortly afterward a hungry mouth attacked him, after a while no bones remained.


    Looking toward the sound coming, William began to walk toward his last fangs.


    Most were unconscious from the drink, only 4 were standing, but not in a fighting condition.


    It was only necessary for the wolf to enter the flock for the feast.


    Quickly William surprised two of the talking bandits and with two hard blows with his claws, one head rolled across the floor and one man had a half-head attached to his neck.


    The other two men saw him and began to scream, too bad the fear got in the way so much, his fumbling movements only made William''s job easier.


    With a blow with his right arm, one of the thugs was sent flying through some walls, unfortunately, this was not an anime shounen and his body had several internal wounds, he would die quickly.


    Looking at the last man who passed out in fear, William just approached and began to feed.

 Little Red Riding Hood - Road to Lorath - 5 o Part

    William was only wearing shorts while lying in a pool in the inner courtyard, the roof over his head was open, but still partially closed enough for the shade to soften the sun''s heat a little.


    A feeling that reminded him of his good times in his other life, so nostalgic.


    His eyes were half-open, looking like he was sleeping, but in fact, he was just relaxing in the sun.


    What a wonderful feeling it was, the warmth radiating through his body, the sunlight pleasantly reflected by the water, not to mention the maids that constantly brought to him juices and fruits.


    It was a life full of benefits, such a pleasant life.


    At a time like this, it was almost possible to forget the plots surrounding this place, it was almost possible to forget that there were more important things to do.


    A sage man knows that even at times like this, a moment before a storm, it was necessary to rest, to occupy his mind with frugality, not at all times, but little things at various different times prevent a healthy mind from becoming ill.


    William was just being lazy, but let the first mortal point a finger at him, and said this, he doubted it would happen, well if they knew what he was after all.


    Fast paces began to echo, getting closer and closer.


    Soon a scream of a child was heard and the sound of water.


    Looking toward the little troublemaker, William saw Arya approaching him while swimming like a puppy.


    "William, I missed you" Arya said as she swam around William.


    "Ohh who are you, your face is slightly familiar? Maybe some brat I forgot? William spoke with a smile on the corner of his lips.


    "You dare !!!" Arya began to speak in a threatening tone.


    He just slowly turned his face away from her, a bad choice.


    Arya attacked him with cruel fingers, even for a Lycan those nudges between the ribs were deadly.


    William writhed, but then with a sages movement things reversed, with his cruel fingers he began his counterattack.


    "A bold brat, I must say, but dares to defy the great William" William spoke narcissistically.


    Amid laughter and attempted escape, little Arya at the age of seven, and all the cuteness in the world began to respond in height to the tyrant who tormented her with these deadly actions.


    New footsteps began to be heard.


    The careless Patriarch of the Lycans was attacked from behind and seized by powerful young hands that had immobilized him in a hug.


    "William you should have come sooner" the little monkey that grabbed him by the back said, obviously that little monkey''s name was Sansa.


    William slowly pushed her away and he looks into the eyes of little 11-year-old Sansa.


    "I know you? Don''t I remember anyone like you? "William spoke with a curious expression on his face.


    Sansa, outraged by her cousin''s response, stares at him with her small hands on her waist.Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.


    "William Corvinus, dare you? "Sansa looks serious, a pose very similar to that of her mother.


    William stretched his arms in a pose that said, ''no doubt about it''.


    Soon the little villain who had been released from his penance and the young frown who had just arrived attacked him, cruel little fingers poking his ribs.


    Sounds of laughter were heard from the inner courtyard of the mansion that the King''s Hand lived.


    Some time later, on the streets of King''s Landing.


    William needed to find a mercenary company so that he could leave for Lorath, now was the first time he would use to find them, he knew there were some establishments all over the capital, unfortunately, it was not something centralized as in oriental novels in this mercenary world.


    In addition to those who used to be hired for war, they usually had a headquarters as a company.


    William had received his uncle''s advice so he was already targeting some of these establishments and things went like this:


    1st Establishment, it was a luxurious, spacious and sophisticated place, entering William was received very carefully, their speeches ''The wisest mercenaries a nobleman could want'', were good, but William needed to mask his aristocratic title for a while, otherwise, Stark House guards would work.


    2nd Establishment, William was welcomed by young women, who said that in addition to protection they were responsible for giving some entertainment to their clients, men or women, the motto was ''Satisfaction was guaranteed''. Shit William wanted non-whores mercenaries.


    3rd Establishment was a reasonable place, not exaggerating at all, the mercenaries who would accompany him, if he hired them, would be former soldiers used to escort missions.


    William was pleasantly happy with this place, it could be them, but before hiring them he had one more place to go.


    William was slowly walking towards Blackwater Bay, would see the last establishment and return, his thoughts focused on his goal, after solving these things he should do.


    With his curious eyes, William looked around.


    And then someone bumped into his arm, with flowing red cloak, long black hair flying through the air, a beautiful young woman running past him.


    William looked at this young woman with surprise, not because of her beauty or even her misbehavior, but because of her resemblance to someone else, to someone, he had met in another movie.


    Stunned, William awoke with a soft voice beside him.


    "Sorry my little sister, she''s a bit agitated, doesn''t pay attention to her manner." Woman.


    William looks at the bearer of that soft, pleasant voice and is again slapped in the face because of this woman''s resemblance to someone he knew too!


    ''How can such similar people exist?'' William rambled.


    The woman looked at William''s facial expression and spoke again.


    "My name is Amelia from Red Roses, again I apologize for my reckless sister," Amelia said as she held out a hand.


    "William Corvinus and nice to meet you" William looked at the beautiful woman who looked like Underworld Sonja, extending her gaze again to the red-cloaked young woman who ran along the street which was similar to Underworld''s Selene.


    "She''s a nice person, just acts very ... in a bad way" Amelia tried to soften her sister''s lively behavior.


    "Oh don''t mind, I have a similar person in the family I understand you. But, did you just say Red Roses, from the mercenary group? "William.


    Amelia gave a small smile and with a sharp look questioned him.


    "You doubt a woman''s ability to be a mercenary, Mr. Cornvinus?" Amelia.


    William answered quickly.


    "No, by no means, I don''t doubt a woman''s ability for any function. Just wondering why I was going to talk to their leaders, I need to hire some guards. "William justified.


    Amelia''s gaze softened, but some doubt was still there. But before he continued to speak, a soft but magnetic voice finally interrupted his plans.


    "Sis, how daring of you, but I approve him, he is hot" Little Red Riding Hood spoke while thumbing with her hand and expressing her face ''I understand you''.


    "What are you saying, Emilly? I was just apologizing for your rudeness, "Amelia answered emphatically as a faint shade of red appeared on her face.


    "My rudeness? Don''t try to lie Amelia. "Emilly responded in a way that teased her sister.


    Emilly then turned her gaze to William and assessed him.


    "Nice... what you think of my sister, I know she''s a little old, but you won''t regret it." Emilly tried to sell her sister, really looked like a pimp trying to sell her employees'' services.


    Amelia advanced toward her sister and with her hands tried to prevent her from continuing to speak.


    "Sorry, I need to go now" Amelia after saying goodbye, she dragged her sister and disappeared into the crowd.


    William was looking in the direction the sisters left.


    ''Sonja and Selene, undeniable resemblance, funny that such similar people exist,'' William thought as he walked toward the last establishment.

 New Horizons

    Anxiety is a strangely important thing at times when new experiences begin to appear on the horizon or even just ahead of you. This feeling engages you in the beginning. When you have no experience, anxiety turns out to be your greatest executioner.


    With a bit of bad luck, fear can pervade your soul for a long time, but if you can face it when there is a second moment that you need to face it, it will be so much easier.


    William in all this new life inevitably had to face this feeling several times, at times he failed, but with perseverance, he kept walking, after all, there are not many beings in the world who know about the future stay drift so that things happen as they should, as others choose to happen.


    In many moments, the desire to leave the bonds that kept him in the way of the tragedy was big and with a little irresponsibility run for an adventure, a means to escape, a means to pretend it was the only way to do something in this world.


    But William had long managed to overcome many of the limits imposed on him by fear, was no longer guided by anxiety, things were good now. Mainly because he had accepted his family, lived like a damn normal human, no longer a mere spectator who luckily or unlucky ended up in such a magical place.


    Even in all his inexperience, well... not exist many of those who can say much that they had an experience of what he went through, but then in the ensuing moments, all the choices he made, he didn''t regret it.


    Even if a novice in such a cruel, demonstrably cruel world, William was convinced to live, but not merely an experience, but an accomplishment, his dreams were at his fingertips, fate enabled him, choices only guided him. This moment that approached every minute was his rightfully.


    Some people may live for life or for some pleasure, others may truly pursue their dreams, but how many are really satisfied with their choices?


    The great people often became who they were by luck, lucky to be born in the right family, in the right place, to meet the right people. But there were those who truly were great by their actions, not because they knew others, but because they knew themselves.


    Even in the midst of intrigue and delusion, men and women struggle in a fleeting attempt to live, others just give up their lives for failing to achieve what would really make them happy.


    What would make William happy? What are your dreams? What is your greatest wish after all?


    Some people have strong senses and with that, they realize the small changes that happen, in many moments they can even predict certain events.


    William like these people could feel that he was close to achieving his dreams, even if not fully, he felt that he was close to achieving something big.


    Perhaps like many people at different times in history, William was destined to be luckier, perhaps not.


    Even though coming into this world was very good, even with all the benefits that existed, William inevitably felt sad at many times, he had lost many things to achieve this world.


    Even if he didn''t know the reason for his coming into this world, even though he knew that many would die from this opportunity, William still suffered from losing so much, his family, his friends, his life.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.


    But now after so many years, fighting with all his might, he has definitely achieved an achievement, he felt part of this world and knew that his dreams should be pursued, his ambition was not that of a mere bystander, it was the ambition of a lifetime.


    Like a starving wolf, he would devour every opportunity that arose, with his advantages vigorously tracing his way.


    And now, well, it was the time for the Lord of the Lycans to begin his plots, it was the moment for the Lord of the Lycans to ascend.


    Looking at the waves crashing on the hull of the ship, William happily expected to see the Braavos colossus, something that should be grand, would see something grand like the Colossus of Rhodes or perhaps much more splendid.


    A soft voice came to wake him from his reverie.


    "Mr. William, this will be your first time in Braavos?" Amelia said as she slowly approached.


    William kept looking at the horizon as he answered.


    "Yes, but unfortunately, it will be brief, just a stop and I''ll be on my way to Lorath" William.


    "I see, a pity, these days in your company, even as a hired mercenary, I must say that we are good friends, but the days were brief," Amelia replied with some melancholy, slowly moved beside William and as he gazed at the horizon.


    "I must say, I am immensely happy to say that feelings are mutual, my dear friend," William replied as he glanced briefly at Amelia''s beautiful face.


    "Even if your destination is Braavos, the roads of destiny will make us meet again, in the future I will come here." William.


    "Yes, of course, we''ll see in the future, but I must ask you to take care of my sister and ... have a little patience with her, even if she''s 19 she is actually a small child" Amelia said with a smile in her eyes.


    "Oh don''t worry, I''ll take care of her" William replied as he put his hand to his head, hmmm Selene, I mean, Emilly was a headache, but still a friend, even though her personality was very ... peculiar It was acceptable, just a little too spicy.


    After his fateful meeting with the sisters, William continued his journey and as he spoke to the mercenary leader of the Red Roses, Mr. Abraham, who told him that this was a family business, many cousins and close friends participated, but still similar to another, mercenary company in Red Roses, its agents were former soldiers, or even people trained their entire lives within the family, after all, a family that worked in this kind of work would end up having their children train early.


    So, William decided to hire them, it made no sense not to, hiring them and making the time of the trip, William left.


    On the day of the trip the girls, Amelia and Emilly, along with 4 other mercenaries arrived at the ship, with a quick chat, William learned that Amelia was a manager of one of her mercenary company branches in Braavos and that she would be returning home. Emilly was preparing to start working as a mercenary, she would be the leader of this small squad.


    The trip passed quickly, but it was long enough for the 3 to interact enough to become friends, Amelia has a mature and responsible personality, was a widow, even with her 24 years was married, common in this world, but William can''t help but be surprised by the information.


    Already Emilly, well, was a very agitated person, acted as if he was very liberal, but in truth it was a facade for his slightly shy personality, a very tasty contradiction William had to say, Emilly was 19 and how his sister had gone through, family training, but in the end she chose the warrior''s path, and she was very good, I mean, a great fighter.


    The time they spent together William ended up interacting more with Amelia, their personalities were closer, their tastes too, she was definitely a lost friend in this world, they talk mostly about the story and legends, extremely enjoyable.


    With Emilly it was more provocative, the little devil was very playful, teased him for whatever reason and tried to make his sister embarrassed doing certain innuendos, but she was a good person, just peculiar ...


    Before saying goodbye to Amelia in Braavos, William had handed her a quantity of gold and a request, that would be for buy 50 Unsullied, Amelia agreed, and said to wait for a time, some months more precisely, she would send a letter to her aunt who was a merchant in Volantis and would make the deal, the Unsullied would be delivered to Lorath.


    After a few days, William was arriving in Lorath.

 So scary! I need to run...

    Lorath and its territory, which would be several islands of different sizes, were located in the northern portion of the continent, near Braavos, to the east to be precise, being on the Trembling Sea, the city was on the largest of the three islands, which was surrounded by stormy waters.


    Lorath might be small, sparsely populated, but it was developing, even there was a small colony on the continent, which was called Morosh.


    This place was once populated by a people known as the ''Mazemakers'' who created various mazes, most of them being made in the Lorath region itself.


    These people, as strange as they may seem, were mainly made up of the people called ''Hairy Men'', who somehow remembered the Homo Neanderthalensis taught in history classes. The second people were the Andals.


    But all of this was a long time ago today, due to the ''Purge of Lorath'' these peoples were no longer part of the islands.


    It is currently governed by a well-known council of magistrates, which are made up of nobles, priests, and merchants.


    William set foot in the small port of Lorath, looking around he could see only simple people, poor merchants, and many fishing vessels and one military man at sea. It was a very poor place, known as the poorest free city, somehow reminded William of the North.


    Slowly he walked toward the city, watching the city and the people, it was easy to see that it was not common to have many visitors here, with each step taken a new pair of curious eyes looking toward his group.


    The crowd left a distance from the group, those closest to it tried their best to pull away, after which they turned their eyes to William and stood like statues.


    It was somewhat disturbing, but it made sense, something that would happen anywhere in this situation, which would be, William''s ethnic difference to the natives, William''s pale white skin stood out easily, glowed so brightly that it could blind their eyes, something totally different from the dark people of this place which shone in a beautiful bronze in the sun.


    William had not faced such a situation yet, in the North, all were fair skin, while in King''s Landing, he was short time, but still there were many northerners there.


    Well, even if William was famous now, he could say no less about Emilly, but as funny as it sounds, the men in this place are shy, just looking and turning their faces quickly, afraid she would see their eyes.


    Well, the same could not be said of women, perhaps to make up for this ''failure'' of men, they acted more aggressively, locked eyes on William and nearly stripped him right there.


    Creepy.


    William wondered if Emilly was born here, is the personality so similar?


    But with a slight glance to the side, Williiam realized that the beautiful mercenary was disturbed, holding the sword at her waist with one hand and in a defensive position, ready to attack.


    William decided to distill some poison to get revenge a little.


    "Who would say brave Lord Emilly fears a few glances," William says with a teasing look.


    Emilly looks at him and the crowd and then responds with concern in his voice.


    "It would be bad for my reputation if my employer gets abused in the middle of the street, that''s my damn first job," Emilly said with concern and a little anger in her voice.


    William paused for a second, his mind blank. He didn''t expect that answer, things weren''t that serious, were they?


    Looking around a frightening sight was glimpsed by William, many women were agitated, some rubbed their thighs rhythmically, others gazed at him with red eyes and to make matters worse many were drooling down their chin.


    ''Shit'' William shouted inwardly and started to stumble and run towards the nearest inn, he needed to be quick, we were talking about his dignity after all.If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    Only after locking the bedroom door could he control himself, the fear passed, that was scary.


    A slight knock on the door sounded, with a start of the startle, William staring at the door suspiciously.


    "Who is it?" William asked.


    William could hear a slight cough outside and then a knock again.


    William with a little more courage approached the door.


    "Who''s there?" William


    Still no answer, but now William heard well, it wasn''t a cough, it was someone holding back a laugh.


    Knowing who was on the other side, William opened the door and saw a woman with a red face and watery eyes, he looked at her, she looked at him, and then a tympanic-destroying laugh sounded.


    A few centuries later, Emilly had already overcome her fit of laughter but was still looking at William with amusement.


    Walking over to him, she patted his shoulder.


    "Don''t worry maiden, I''ll protect you from these beasts," Emilly said in a chivalrous tone.


    William looked at her and felt helpless.


    Looking at William''s facial expression, she spoke again.


    "Don''t be afraid Mommy is here to take care of you," Emilly said now in a motherly tone.


    William responded by trying to defend himself.


    "It''s not like that, I was just scared that something so strange happened, it was an exception" William.


    Emilly looked at him and patted his shoulder again.


    "No need to pretend, I know, I know," Emilly said with a careful tone.


    William was already getting annoyed, but he had nothing to do.


    "William the seducer, I have to tell this to my sister, well, actually she already knows, after all, she was seduced, right?" Emilly spoke back to her ordinary personality.


    Some hours later.


    William was rereading some books that talked about the places where the ancient people of Lorath might have hidden their treasures, diamonds and most importantly, where they might have hidden their books.


    Of course, these books did not describe directly, but reported on the customs of the ancient peoples, the places of their temples, and the entry of some labyrinths, these things being partly hidden to this day and hopefully, William could find one of those lost temples.


    If he was unlucky, he would have to enter the rulers'' library of that place, well, honestly he would go there anyway.


    Looking up at the slowly darkening sky, William wondered if he should do something today, but then his gaze landed on the bed, well, it was better to leave for another day, he was exhausted from the ship''s voyage.


    Other day.


    William was slowly coming down for coffee.


    Footsteps began to be heard behind his back, and then someone jumped and clung to him, if he wasn''t a Lycan, without the increases he had, at that moment William''s face would have only one destination, that was to be crushed to the ground.


    Well, at least it was nice, a soft body was pressing on his back, a warm breath on his neck, his younger brother eventually waking up from his sleep faster than him.


    "Wow, I thought you''d fall like a sack of potatoes," Emilly said with some sadness and surprise in her voice.


    "Are you trying to kill me?" William asked, exasperated by Emilly''s speech.


    Still clutching William''s back she kept talking.


    "I thought your muscles were just for aesthetics, so amazing, you''re strong dude!" Emilly spoke with some interest.


    "Enjoying being there?" William said a little impatiently, the fellow downstairs was getting a little cocky.


    "Of course, let''s go, go little horse," Emilly said excitedly as she jumped while grabbed to William''s back.


    Needless to say, it was a sweet torment for William, he didn''t even know if he should tell her to come down, it had been a long time since he had had contact with the opposite sex and after so many years he had even forgotten about this ''little'' detail , but now that made something in him that was ''literally'' asleep emerge.


    When he came into this world, luckily, he was influenced by his growth stage, even though his 20-year-old mind was there, he didn''t mature anymore, in fact he even regressed a few years, being a child for so long affects, inevitably.


    It could be said that William''s mindset was currently fully recovering, all the details he had "forgotten" began to color.


    Looking at the third leg that had grown between his legs, William didn''t know what else to do, shit, he needed to get away from this place without the others seeing.


    The thought of pride in being so ''manly'' crossed William''s mind, but looking at that freak that had come up there, it was much more ''animalistic''.


    Not even junior was saved, he was also a monster, William thought sadly, his fate was decided, he would be an animal at all, what the hell! ???


    Realizing William''s silence, Emilly was a little worried, maybe she hurt the boy, carefully descending the boy''s back, without first giving a little grab without realizing it, she goes ahead and sees something disturbing.


    What giant thing is this between your legs?

 Lucky?

    William was walking slowly toward one of the likely places that might have entrances to underground mazes, with a bit of luck could find places intact.


    Even though the ancestral people of this region were known for their mazes, they were only historical accounts, things themselves long since disappeared amid the waves of time.


    But if one of these places were found, it was possible that William would make a really scary profit, for in addition to the ritual books there was the possibility of finding tons of other treasures and even though he said he wanted nothing more than the books, it was inevitable. feel excited about expecting to find mysterious things.


    However, the trip was already a little sad, this place William was going to be, would not be the first one he was going to, in fact, it was the fifth. All other points, without exception, were totally different from the book''s accounts, and for this reason, it was not one of the real points of creation.


    There were still seven other places to visit, but William felt that this next place would be different, felt that it would be special somehow. It had to be, something in his blood vibrated with each step, the closer to the place he felt.


    It was a strange feeling, without much explanation, the closest he felt to that feeling would be when he fed on ''sinners'', but unlike this ''vibration'' his blood burns and he feels his strength grow.


    This ''vibration'' just gave his heart a little itch, made him feel that he was coming close to something that might be helpful, something that could help him.


    This help was not something material or related, it was some form of benefit to her self, a form of resonance with her bloodline.


    Expectations were rising with each passing second.


    After a while, some ruins appeared in William''s line of sight, quickly he and his guards advanced in that direction.


    Looking around, William saw only remnants in some places that reported that a long time ago there was a building in this place, these remnants were so fragile that if you did not know what you were looking for, you would definitely not see anything unusual about these stones.


    Carefully William and his guards began searching for a secret passage. Needless to say, this passage was extremely difficult to find, but with luck, it would be possible, right?


    The hours passed and night was approaching, no clues were found, William was frustrated, he knew there was something there, not sure what it was, but surely there was something.


    His guards were slowly preparing a temporary camp, today they would spend the night here.


    William was wanting to talk to someone, he wanted to be distracted, but the problem was, Emilly was avoiding him for what happened today over coffee and the other guards were silent.


    William looked at Emilly and began to remember what happened in the morning.


    She was stuck behind William''s back and so she went downstairs and went to see what was wrong with him.


    "You were pretending to be tough, right, where did you get hurt? Emilly spoke in a tone that an older sister would use toward her younger brother.A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.


    Before William said anything she started to look at him to see if something was wrong so her eyes detected an abnormality.


    What giant thing was that between his legs?


    "What are you hiding there? Emilly asked curiously, she began to think he had hidden something.


    William turned evasively on his back.


    "Nothing," William answered with a little embarrassment and discomfort at the situation.


    Emilly approached.


    "Tell me, I want to know." Emilly started talking more curiously and moved a little closer.


    Then the shit happened, William tried to escape, but being in a state that prevented him from being agile was quickly intercepted, but this time she said nothing more, only used eyes that were on her fingers to see ...


    Damn, when people have questions about something, they say, "Let me see," so right after that they grab this thing in their hands and tries to "see."


    William froze, an electric current passed through his body, it was a pleasant sensation, he couldn''t lie was awesome, but ...


    What the fuck is going on? This is real? Was he still sleeping?


    If that wasn''t enough, she began to squeeze.


    "What are you hiding there, show me! I want to see it! "Emilly began to speak in a spoiled tone, her ''magic'' hands continuing to feel him.


    William was partially frozen, but was trying to escape, which only made Emilly more agitated, she was almost pulling on his pants to see what he was hiding.


    And then they heard a coughing.


    She turned to see who was there and saw the owner of the inn before she could ask why she was scolded.


    "Please, the woman asks the young man and the young woman to do these indecent things in their rooms." The female innkeeper spoke in a disapproving tone.


    "We''re not doing anything, he''s just hiding something from me." Emilly spoke without understanding as she moved her hand with more tempting vigor to find out what it was, to prove her answer.


    "We don''t ..." Emilly, a little confused, defended herself again from the innkeeper''s accusing look, but suddenly lightning struck her, she looked at William and saw that his face was strange and his eyes could devour her alive.


    She stepped back and looked where her hands had been, and the subtle perception of the ''thing'' that might be hiding there that arose in her mind was being aggressively contested in her mind.


    She started to shake her head in denial, but it couldn''t be that, right? Looking back at that immensely long, thick thing, it was impossible to believe.


    But by William''s reaction was the right answer, her face went very red quickly and, even faster, she ran toward her room, leaving a poor William with horny to behind.


    ''Shit, I need a woman'' William thought in agony.


    A damn lucky one, all of these events happened due to the fact that he was seen as a child, a little brother, well, he could still be treated that way, but now she knew he wasn''t just a boy.


    Now, looking at her, William was a little uncomfortable, but he needed to think of something to solve this problem.


    William got up the courage and started walking toward her, he would sort things out.


    Emilly was helping set up camp, she had a long tree branch in her hands that would be broken into pieces and would fuel the fire.


    "Hi, what are you doing?" William asked, shit what a dumb question, it was obvious what she was doing.


    Emilly who was focusing on her work ends up making a surprising little jump and looks at William.


    She slightly freezes, but begins to return to normal, she was an adult, and besides what happened was just a mistake, who would say the boy had such a ... lethal weapon?


    She tries to focus and looks at her hand and then at William.


    "Can''t you think of a hypothesis? " Emilly asks with some humor, it was obvious that he was trying to fix the ''accident''.


    "Well, some ideas ..." William responds a little embarrassed by the simplicity of his question.


    He breathes a sigh of relief, things are back to normal.


    In the morning they searched again for clues and near the end of the afternoon, they could find it.

 The Maze

    It was a narrow entrance, part of it was obstructed by some stones that with only one pick could be removed, fortunately, there was room for one at a time to enter, the way down was quite spacious, enough for ten people to walk side by side.


    As they walked through the maze, William tried to remember the facts he had read.


    If he was not mistaken, the mazes were staggered in various forms, the smaller ones had a similar extent to the interior of a large noble house, would have approximately 60 rooms that would be linked by a large number of paths, his defense was only the entanglement of paths, these were the ones built by small temples, if it were the little one, he probably would probably find nothing.


    The second would be those built by the high priests of large temples, these would be twice to quadruple the size of the little ones, and as a defense in addition to using a large number of paths, it also had some traps that were scattered throughout the place, this maze. If there was a great possibility of having rare ritual books, it would be nice if the current maze were at least this one.


    The third type of maze was that made by various temples and nobles, were made with extreme complexity, had an absurd amount of traps and an extremely confusing path, the treasures that could be found in this type of maze was stupendous, with luck could in a this maze makes him almost as rich as a Lannister or with so much ritual information that he could supply any problem he had.


    And finally, there was the ''Great Labyrinth'', this would be the biggest of them all, some say that even if the entrance was in Lorath, this labyrinth would extend beneath the whole continent, so big that it would be a great misfortune to come across.


    To identify which maze you were in, besides completing it, of course, would be by analyzing some symbols that were printed on the entries.


    A symbol like ''G'' would be for the little ones, something like an ''R'' would be for the medium, for the big one would be two symbols which resembled ''C'' and another with ''V'', the only distinction would be In the ''Great Labyrinth'' which had no symbol, it was just a cave that you would unluckily enter and never leave alive.


    Carefully William approached the wall and began searching for that symbol, noting the marks on the slopes on the walls he eventually found, but to his misfortune, it was only partially visible most had been destroyed by time, the part that was visible resembled the bottom of the "C", but he wasn''t sure.


    Looking around the symbol for a missing "V" to his dismay, he found nothing, probably not a "C" but a "G".


    With a little sadness about his discovery, William began to decide whether to try to complete this maze today or another day.


    Thinking about the pros and cons he eventually decided to return to the city and come back the other day with more supplies and properly prepared.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.


    Even though it was a small maze, unlucky it could get lost for a while, it was better to beware.


    Other day.


    The expedition to find the end of the maze was beginning, it was time to pick up the treasure and then go after the clues.


    The maze was slightly confusing, but with luck after a few hours they made it to the treasure room.


    In the center of the chamber was just a circular object on a small stone table.


    William approached followed by Emilly and the other guards, he began to observe the object closely, it was a small black sphere with several silver symbols embedded in its surface, there was something that attracted him, it seemed that the small object attracted him for some reason but he dared not touch it, the said treasure might be a trap, but after looking for a while he could see nothing strange.


    "Why wait so long? just take it, "says Emilly and quickly takes her hand and takes the object.


    She took the object and then threw it in the air for William to pick it up.


    The moment the cold surface touched his hand the symbols on the sphere changed from silver to gold.


    A strange voice was whispering something in William''s ears, but it was too low for him to hear.


    Blinking his eyes he looks surprised at the sphere that was back to normal with the silver symbols and then he turns his look to Emilly.


    "See, just get it." Emilly spoke with an expression that said: I know everything.


    The floor crumbles.


    Cough, cough, cough.


    A lot of dust was in the air, it was horrible to breathe under these circumstances, so as the dust subsides, William is graced with the sight of a library full of books, but most striking, more than the books, was that impressively there was a tunnel with two very visible marks.


    These being a large ''C'' and a small ''V'' just below, to their surprise it seemed that beneath the small-grade maze treasure chamber was the large-grade maze treasure room.


    William looked at all these events without understanding what was happening.


    What was the possibility of something like this happening?


    This was certainly much harder to happen than winning the lottery.


    With a look around, he only saw books, apparently, that was all the treasure, not that he was complaining, in this room there must have been more than 3000 books, a sweet surprise, but more has always been better.


    Without waiting a second William began his hunt the ritual books.


    The books that were here mostly reported methods for to make a maze, there were about 1800 books just for that purpose, the other 400 were about metallurgy, 500 about mining and the remaining 300 were about various forms of rituals.


    It was an absurd thing, just looking at some titles William was eager to know their information. But first he needed to read the ritual books the rest could wait.


    3 months later.


    William was able to read all the books that didn''t need to be studied in a month, these being most of them, luckily they were small books they were quick to read, the problem was in separating the information, but even so, he would only read the books to understand their contexts, but those who needed study and attention took almost 2 months to finish.


    The profits from this expedition were monstrous, the amount of information he obtained was enormous, apart from that he had been able to formulate 10 possible ways to create other Lycans, he just needed to test them now.

 Full Moon

    Using all this knowledge about ancient rituals was phenomenal, William was at that time looking at 42 bandits who were tested, all at the time being partially Lycans.


    Because he was a bit sure about the success he used in the initial test, a serial killer who demonstrated a partial transformation; if it goes wrong, William would have no guilty conscience, but with a successful operation, the firsts tier of Lycans were born.


    In succession of the tests already performed and currently, 40 Lycans of the first tier and 2 of the second.


    Well, what would the tier be?


    William devised a way to control, so that nothing less than perfect, his descendants and therefore carefully chose the rituals he used to create a Lycan, limited their power to the point that was chosen, thus making William the ''Entity X'' with a power unmatched by that of its creatures.


    If William''s Lycan form made him have strength, for example, 1000 tons, tier 1 Lycan would have a strength of 10 tons, tier 2 would be 15 tons, tier 3 would have 20 tons and tier 4 would have 25 tons.


    The numbers are merely for the sake of elucidation because William''s power had no limits seen until then, but his descendants were clear limits, that would be chosen by William.


    One way for a tier 1 Lycan to evolve into tier 2 would be through William, if he didn''t want, the Lycan would not tier up in power. This tier increase was due to the amount of Lycan influence in that being.


    Another detail about William powers was, the moment the first Lycan was created him had his Warg power awakened, he managed to get into the minds of his descendants and in addition to getting in he managed to whisper requests to them, these orders have to be completed by them, without the option of refusal, it was like a program, without executing that order that Lycan would not stop.


    The big point, the loyalty was something that seemed natural to the Lycans who were like wolves they following the stronger, but William wanted to have more control over his descendants, so he does something inside the ritual, that thing was a way for the Lycans to be unable to go against or betray William, any Lycan lineage would be his eternal servant.


    William''s greatest demonstration of power was that unlike his descendants, he had complete control over his Lycan form, could also deeply control his emotions, and could also expand his size, something his descendants showed can''t.


    Tier 1 Lycans, increase their stamina, and the Lycan form was the same size as their human form, but they were more bestial more similar to wolves than for human, even unable to stand upright, their main characteristic was agility, but still strong, these monsters were much stronger than a human, those Lycans fur was black.Stolen story; please report.


    Tier 2, in human form the addition was a greater increase in vigor, had improved strength, received structures more robust, Lycan forms were still bestial like tier 1 but were approximately 20% larger than their human forms, were stronger than tier 1 and their characteristics are focused in strength, lost some of the agility of their past phase, but were faster in the straight line, the fur was a dark shade of gray near black.


    Tier 3 was the highest level William created so far, tier 3 was special, they were developed for the leadership, in human form his physical improvements were general , their regenerations were stronger than the other tiers, and in Lycan form their body isn''t enlarged, but their Lycan forms possessed more strength and agility than their others brothers and had a humanized form, but that was still far than William''s sophisticated form, those Lycans was a lighter dark gray than tier 2, but still not quite normal gray.


    How lighter fur was stronger the Lycan, purer was their lineage.


    There are 3 ways to create Lycans:


    The first was through the ritual that William did.


    The second form was made by tier 3 Lycans who could use a short ritual to create tier 1 Lycans, it was limited, each Lycan tier 3 could only create 10 tier 1 Lycans per year.


    And even appearing in this way they would all be servants of William.


    The last form was through reproduction.


    Lycans can only have children with other Lycans, they were a different species, after all, these young Lycans would be born as tier 0, is limited to human form until maturity at 15 years old when they could reach tier 1 automatically.


    Even in this method, William would still be their lord because of the origin of his ancestors.


    To William all these ''Lycans'' were not really Lycans, they were something minor, only partially Lycans, but nonetheless very useful, William planned to create some more tiers in the future which he would try to create new subspecies with other characteristics.


    Actually, William had created another ritual, but it was still incomplete, this was a ritual for creating true Lycans, something William had planned to give to his family only, this was a Lycan form based entirely on William''s form, even if it was thousands of times weaker was the only one that could come closest to him, currently only limited to benefits in the human form, not even made possible to fully transform himself, his human forms had physical improvement focusing on agility and regeneration beyond a vigor very enlarged.


    Just like William if they wanted in their human form certain Lycans parts would immerse, which would be: fangs and claws something only true Lycans could, but their bodies could not expand in size.


    William still wondered what name to give this tier he had thought of Pure Blood, but it was a lie, only William would be pure blood, not even his children would truly be pure blood.


    He needed a name that would show the strength of these Lycans but not separate them from the others, for even if they could not betray him they could lose morale and be unhappy.


    Maybe Elders were a good name ...


    It should be noted that William''s present power was small near his potential and his power in human form was not unbeatable, his Lycan form grew stronger much more easily.


    Due to their own lack of ''strength'', all other Lycans did not currently exhibit their full potential.


    William was still unsure if he was immortal, but he knew that Tier 1 to 3 Lycans had only a longer life than normal humans.


    Viewing these 42 freshly baked Lycans, a huge smile broke out on William''s face.

 Flesh

    The night was dark, the winds made a noise as they whistled past, it was not the weather, for it was mild, it could be said to be a quiet night, but in fact, unlike every other night, this was special.


    Forty-two became one hundred and sixty, but unlike the initial forty-two, these new recruits were selected from those who had the will to change their lives, but by the misfortune of fate the strings of poverty were tied.


    Among the current Lycans, only forty were women, even though William did not discriminate against them, it was still a strange idea for him to raise Lycans, his first objective was to create soldiers, but the truth was that he needed to do more than just an army, he needed to raise a race.


    With the new intent within him, he began not only turning isolated individuals into Lycans, but he also began to transform families into Lycans.


    But then you could weigh, would he use families as soldiers?


    The answer was no and yes.


    The reason for ''no'', was because of the fact that Lycans were much stronger than humans and besides the advantages in fighting they would also be better in physical work, the advantages of raising Lycans were many.


    Among all the reasons William could use to create Lycans, the main reason was to create people loyal to him.


    With these Lycans, William realized that people''s personality was slightly altered after becoming Lycans, it was already expected, but the changes were very slight, it was surprising.


    When a person turned on one of them, that person would become more active, sleep less and do more things, and as a result of this change and aggression would not be increased generally, well, unless some other Lycan was injured or his family was threatened.


    An incident occurred, these new Lycans were moved to a closed region in Lorath, but before that, when living in their normal residences, a Lycan woman had been attacked by a gang when returning home at night.


    Well, attacking a Lycan was a bad idea in itself, and when her brother saw the intention behind these men ... not even bones remained.


    The Lycans were more loyal to those alike, the aggressiveness turned out to be against those who were not part of their groups.


    William was facing the first 42 Lycans, among them was a serial killer and the other 41 were robbers, he was wondering what to do to solve.


    It was hard to think of an answer, they were very loyal to him, even when William entered their minds, he could see that loyalty, well, while he planned to give these individuals a second chance, they would be an exception.


    In the modern world there was the idea of ''resocialization'', why couldn''t he use this concept here for these individuals and give them a chance?


    Thus, these would be the only individuals he would transform from criminals.


    The serial killer was the one who worried the most William, with his whispers managed to change some things inside his personality, the power that William had over these individuals was frightening, he could make a monster into a saint and a saint into a monster.The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    Even with all this power, William only interfered carefully.


    These sub-Lycans, unlike William, felt less like feeding and were able to satisfy with animals, things just got complicated in fights.


    William went with them on some training, these were attacks on thugs, and well, even if the attack was in human form, the end result had not been very pretty.


    The hunger that arouses in a Lycan was very overwhelming, the more blood was shed, the stronger became and no doubt more frantic they would be.


    Tonight as well as some others they would attack a detachment, but this time William would take them all, the reason for so many Lycans in a training operation was simple, they would attack a group of 400 dothrakis who had arrived on the island and were causing riot, Lorath''s soldiers were not enough to stand against these dothrakis and the magistrates would not use their personal guards for this.


    They were slowly approaching wearing the veil of night to help them increase their descriptions.


    They would attack this time already in Lycan form, could not risk being incapacitated in an operation against so many opponents.


    All slowly transformed their bodies and waited for William, these Lycans acted like beasts as soon as they touched their Lycan form, lost some of their minds in exchange for power.


    But if William were with them, everything would work out, his control over his actions was perfect.


    Slowly a great white monster stood out among the crowd of beasts.


    More than three meters, William held a monstrous appearance, even the brutal front of his descendants could not prevent his appeal.


    With a great mighty howl, the Lycans pack advanced.


    Thomas was a slave today, he was following the dothrakis who had arrived in Lorath, he had thought it might be useful for his business to get involved with these men, but it was a mistake, even though he was a famous bandit in the region he could not be the one. enough to catch the attention of these dothrakis.


    When he arrived he was soon enslaved, treated like rubbish, fortunately, the female slaves were treated worse, so even if things got tough he could unleash his frustration when he could get his hands on these whores.


    But now there were many aimed at the Dothrakis and with that he had been assigned to a small battalion of fighting slaves, there were about 400 dothrakis and 200 very poorly armed slave soldiers.


    If they were going to use these female slaves the number would make a huge leap, as anywhere a dothraki would go a large number of slaves would follow him, no different here, there were over 400 slaves.


    The nights were uneven, the damn dothrakis kept drinking and fucking the whores and the slave soldiers were used to watch, that damn life was so unfair.


    You go and work and the trash is enjoying life at your expense.


    Then you might wonder why you don''t run away?


    Well, they didn''t run away because they expected to get something back, they hoped to become soldiers of this Khal at some point.


    These dothrakis had arrived in Lorath following a Khal who did not want to follow the Great Khal, perhaps it would be good to go after this Drogo one day.


    While complaining he began to hear a lot of howling, it was scary.


    Unlike the usual howls, these made his blood run cold, the wind that was pleasant for a second now was frightening.


    The mood had changed.


    Holding his spear tightly close to his body, he began to look around, he felt something was watching him.


    Looking around the few slaves guarding this side of the camp was just as he, agitated, all felt that something abnormal was happening.


    When his gaze shifted to the left, he saw something black falling on one of the slaves, it was a black monster, his body was long and had a body that somehow resembled a man, but was undoubtedly some kind of big wolf.


    He looked away ready to ask for help, but everyone was in the same situation, everyone was being devoured.


    When he went running, something caught him and lifted him up, he looked at the huge white beast that held him.


    Only a shout that was muffled by the noises of the night was heard.

 Carnage

    William was in a rage, it was the greatest battle he had ever taken part in, with each step he took some life fading away.


    Like a tornado he brought destruction in his way, so many warriors bravely tried to stop him, but it was in vain.


    He was driven by animalistic instincts and his strength and agility were cruel.


    The carnage has begun.


    The other Lycans were powerful, but William could influence the entire battlefield on his own, every cut he was given was healed for his regeneration on its own, but he fed while fighting and the blood he ingested from his victims strengthened him every second the fight lasted, the greatest horror was that arrows crashed into his body and fell without wounding, his skin was very hard, only powerful blows could hurt him.


    The other Lycans, even if they were strong, were much more susceptible to injury, the bodies of many of them were full of wounds, but in a place full of ''healing elixir'' it was very difficult for those wounds to remain for some time, only a few bites and their bodies were already ready for some more blows.


    William moved swiftly across the battlefield, and with each blow his own, one body became two, and they were mercilessly torn.


    His beautiful white fur was now stained by all the blood that tinged him.


    The Dothrakis needed to split into groups of 5 in a place with some space to have a chance against a Lycan tier 1, but they didn''t have the chance, in seconds they were besieged by several Lycans, their destinies were one, it was destiny to be massacred.


    One thing had to be said, even if Dothrakis were a cruel people they were good warriors and no doubt brave, they faced the Lycans without trembling, even when they were face to face with certain death, they continued to fight.


    It was a shame they didn''t stand a chance.


    The fighting slaves did not have the same resistance, if a swing of William''s arm could destroy a Dothraki warrior, a swing of his arm could destroy a squadron of 10 of those slaves.


    The fight dragged on for an hour.


    In the end, only Lycans were standing on the battlefield.


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    The advantages of a Lycan were undoubtedly monstrous, but what impacted most to be excellent soldiers, besides the obvious advantages, was that they could recover quickly, in a few moments their bodies would return to the perfect state of before.


    Another important point to note was about morale, Lycans were born for combat, after the fights they were very excited, perhaps in a short time little Lycans would be born.


    Some Lycans who were lucky could fulfill their wishes with their girlfriends and wives, others with bad luck, not.


    And at that moment, many Lycans could only ''howl at the moon'', or run for a bath and then run to some brothel.


    Of course, not everyone thought so, many were ''anxious'' to use these female slaves, but they knew that their Lord would not allow them to do so, they could only look with water in their mouth.


    The female slaves were terrified, but when they saw many of these monsters turning into humans, the fear was lessened, even if it was frightening to know that normal people could turn such things, it was much better than being surrounded by monsters.


    They were devastated, but they were already used to their disastrous destinies, and when they saw the look of those men they thought they would soon be back to the old routine.


    But to their surprise these men did nothing but stare at them and then their eyes turned in one direction and bowed their heads in submission.


    In the direction they turned a huge white monster was coming, the body of this monster was covered with blood, but even so its body was extremely majestic.


    Fear took over their hearts again, but they knew that it was a powerful human that was inside that creature and it made their hearts relax.


    All the monsters showed submission to this being, they were not surprised by this, this monster was much bigger than any other and furthermore it exhaled an air of supremacy, it was as if it was born to be a Lord, possibly it was a very tall man too.


    Slowly William began to return to his human form, he was able to perceive that from the look of dread of the women slaves, he passed to surprise and then anxiety.


    They looked at the monster as a man, but he was just a boy and to their surprise, he was handsome, their eyes tried to keep every memory they had of him, they tried to record the image of this naked god in their minds.


    The blood that flowed through his body through the glow of the full moon gave him a special charm, a lethal attraction, when they breathed the air that passed through his body they no longer smelled the pungent smell of blood, they only felt the desire to grab him.


    And then their anxious eyes went to search the ''gift'' that this being possessed, it should be glorious too, no?


    And then the anxiety took hold of their little hearts.


    He had a huge ''gift,'' they wanted to know if they would hold on, wasn''t that a little too absurdly huge?

 Blood and Rewards

    This battle turned out to be a complete victory, many Lycans had been wounded, but after the battle, everyone was healed.


    But unfortunately, some would not continue to walk with their brothers and sisters, 9 of them had fallen into traps and were vulnerable enough to be killed.


    When this information was reported to William, he was a little surprised, it was naive to think that the Lycans would not die or that they were unbeatable, that they could be killed like any other being, only it was more complicated to fight them.


    But even then it was impossible to say it was a memorable victory.


    The advantage of the surprise night battle proved to be gigantic for his race, probably only after a long time, tactics made to deal with his people were elaborated, until then, he should make the most of the situation.


    Several plans were emerging in William''s mind, he was ready to initiate some of the most daring.


    But for everything to work out, he needed to increase his army, and only this current number would not be able to support his future actions.


    One of the Lycans came to notify us that the Dothrakis had stored a great deal of gold and jewelry, lots of food, and some stone jewelry that they didn''t know what it was, but it seemed expensive because they were inside ornate boxes that were already very valuable.


    William''s heart took a small leap, maybe, just maybe... he had hit the jackpot.


    Walking toward the Dothrakis'' warehouse, he had realized that his men surrounded the area where the women slaves were staying, not allowing any to escape.


    William was not afraid that any Lycan would commit any crime, they were made to follow him faithfully, even when they had to go against their twisted instincts they would eventually bow to the will of their Lord.


    And their Lord had given them some orders, some laws had been created for their kind, these rules tried to civilize these people in some way.


    By carelessness they might become more ''barbaric'' and more ''uncivilized'', for by nature the Lycans were more likely to be dominated by their instincts, so the rules should be vigorous.


    At that time one of the ''Great Laws'' had been activated, that is, the prohibition of any form of sexual violence at any time, such acts were prohibited both for life in their societies and when they were at war.Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    This ''Great Law'' not only aimed to protect against one of the acts that society saw as the most abominable, it also focused on bringing to their newborn race a good stigma, when they fought against others, they would not be like the savage Dothraki.


    To his surprise, when he arrived there, he received the account that more than 60 of the women slaves had committed suicide for fear of being devoured alive by the Lycans.


    He ended up feeling bad for this information, they were senseless deaths, he was there besides destroying these Dothrakis, freeing these poor people.


    But in any case, it was impossible to prevent some misunderstandings from happening, they would inevitably occur.


    William told these women slaves that they were free now, that they could follow their lives as they wished, but if they accepted, he could give them a new life and a place to live.


    In conversation with them, he explained the pros and cons, should they accept, and also explained that no harm would be done against them if they did not want it.


    To William''s surprise, however, there was not one among the 389 slaves who refused this option.


    In a second the majority of the Lycan people went from one gender to the other in a more pronounced way.


    Out of curiosity he questioned what their motives were, and the answers were many, from just wishing they could, others because they wanted to be something ''more'' and for some they just wanted to stay close to him.


    After turning them into Lycans, William out of curiosity entered the minds of some of them, he felt abused, the things they wanted to do with him ... they felt a form of passion for him that was very wild, very ... physical ... but also had a strong respect and admiration.


    They longed for him, they wanted him so much that they willingly chose to follow him, they were like crazy fans who followed their idols anyway and if they could do some ''dirty'' things with them.


    These feelings were accentuated when they became Lycan, but it was still surprising to him this ''burning passion''.


    The reason for accentuating this feeling by being transformed into Lycan was simple, the Lycan society was a society of admiration for the strong, a Lycan woman ended up choosing among those she liked, the strongest, of course this occurs most of the time, it does not mean that it always happens, but it was already possible to say that it was one of the emerging aspects of Lycan culture.


    Lycan men targeted women with wider hips, even if it was an aspect of many cultures this greater attraction to women with wider hips, for Lycans it was accentuated by their greater proximity to me as an ''animal'' part.


    William knew things were going well, but he also knew that he was getting more complex with each passing moment.


    With the new addition to his breed, William quickly needed to expand his food stocks, it would become more difficult to hide from Emilly his ''interactions'' with ''strange'' people, but it was impossible for him just to finance the feeding of those people, it was time for the Lycas to have a place to call home.


    It was time to begin the execution of the plan to conquer Lorath.

 Silent Conquest

    It had been a week since William''s fateful night when he managed not only to expand the number of Lycans alive but also to get a little richer, but the focus in those days was on making room for all those people.


    William''s first plan was to get people out of town and start creating a place for them far away, but then a sudden thought arose.


    Why not take advantage of it to make his strength grow within the city itself? In a way that if he wanted to conquer it, they would just have to open the door to their homes.


    With this new idea, William decided to buy a few warehouses and a few shops of various products throughout the city, a way to mask and give a reason for the relationship of so many people.


    Being a free city, the city government is more liberal, even being a small oligarchy, it was easy to buy things.


    The city of Lorath may be poor, that is, its wealth was small compared to other free cities, but it had a good number of people living there.


    With the current status of the region it was possible to maintain an army of at least 5000 soldiers, already speaking of Lycans, probably half that number.


    But that was for the present time.


    It would divide the Lycans between those who would work and those who would stay as guards.


    He needed some reliable eyes to keep an eye on his wealth.


    Until then all the gold he had would fit into a few small coin pockets, but now with the acquisition of the Dothraki treasure, he owned a house full of gold.


    A plebeian would have nothing to do with so much gold, they would not actually come with a single coin in all their lives.


    These gold coins only showed their value in the hands of nobles and merchants, for others it was a very large amount of money.


    Even if a good portion of their gold was used to buy materials and stores, much remained.


    But at night all the Lycans would train, it was necessary to increase the ''discipline'' of the Lycans, it was not very necessary for them to be trained by the classic rules of battle, with swords and shields, but even so, they would be trained in these arts, even if it was in less quantity than training as a Lycan, it was necessary to have some knowledge about the weapons they would confront.


    William was thinking about the right people to raise to tier 3, he needed to train some leaders, the problem was that nobody showed a great talent for the art of leadership, he would have to find the best among them to do that, even if he was not talented, being good was enough, at least for the moment.If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    Anticipating some of his plans he would go after people with certain special skills in construction and production, the ideal would be to turn them into Lycan, but William would not force them.


    Even if the Lycans were strong they needed to be treated as special units, it would be careless of William, if he turned them all into Lycans, just with things tidied up, he could do something on that scale.


    More special units than a heavy cavalry would be to the normal Lords of that time, for besides a great deal of time ''disciplining'' their offspring, William needed to worry about the large amount of food they ate, even if they ate the same things as ordinary humans, they ate twice as much, and what made it more expensive was the need for meat, Lycans could not stay long without eating meat, and meat was something that would not be on the commoner''s table very often.


    But for the Lycans it was a way to satisfy their animal side a little.


    Thinking of this detail, William began to invest in fishing, he would not put the Lycans out to fish, it would be a waste, he hired normal humans to do it, even if Lorath''s fishing navy was large and could produce enough food for thousands of people, these fishermen were not controlled by William, and this was a major problem for war logistics.


    Slowly he would do what many modern people would kill him for doing, he would make the controlling hand of the trade in Lorath, he would use this act as the first way to ensure the weakening of the ''magistrates'', the present rulers of Lorath.


    The number of soldiers William needed to fight was as follows:


    The Council of Magistrates which is made up of nobles, merchants and priests: the whole group has about 1500 soldiers who are relatively well trained and armed with low to medium quality equipment.


    Lorath''s guard who are those responsible for the peace of the city and also the army ''in name'', are controlled by the ''three princes'' the harvest, the fish and the streets, these three princes were the former rulers of the region, but today it is more a ceremonial title, its strength may seem numerous, but it was just a crowd without any military discipline: 2000 poorly trained soldiers and almost no equipment, are best described as something like policemen.


    There are some warships that are controlled by Magistrates, but as the battles will not be at sea, it will not be mentioned at this time.


    William was walking toward the mansion he had bought, but specifically, he was walking toward the books he had moved there, before today he hadn''t had time to check if he had gotten seven dragon eggs, yes he did, he thought he had found seven wonderful dragon eggs.


    The problems were, he didn''t know if they really were, he didn''t know how to hatch them, he wasn''t a Valyrian, he couldn''t use the same ritual that Dany had accidentally performed.


    Thinking of Daenerys, he remembered the information that one of the former slaves, or rather one of the new Lycans had given him, the Great Khal Drogo was involved in many wars and was imprisoned near Meereen, could not get out of there, but had accepted the request and engaged the daughter of the house Targaryen, the marriage would take place when Drogo could finish these wars and return to Pentos.


    Only Meereen''s journey on horseback to Pentos would take time, coupled with the delays in battles, and Khal Drogo would take a few years to enjoy this marriage.


    William did not know whether it was good news or bad news, but he knew that happiness had sprung up inside him.

 Unsullied

    William hadn''t yet gotten some information about the changes that took place when he came to this world, but today he has found out a few more details.


    William was currently reading a letter, one sent by his uncle Ned Stark.


    As a result of William''s strong rapprochement with Sansa as a child, she wasn''t so excited about being the future queen, she was still very... "feminine"... but her personality had suffered from contact with her cousin.


    Besides complaining that because of William''s influence, Sansa often came to question whether it was really necessary for her to marry Joffrey, she preferred to go and live in Braavos, a city William had always told her several stories, she didn''t think that King''s Landing was good enough.


    The world William had told her was so much wider, so full of wonders, she wanted to see some of them.


    William was inevitably happy with this notification, her efforts were not in vain, even if Sansa was too spoiled, she didn''t want to ''sell'' herself to get what she wanted, she was much closer to a stronger, more independent personality.


    The letter still said that Arya was having a tantrum, she demanded to go see her cousin, Ned said he was seriously considering sending her here, but he needed to choose someone to take her... and so it was better that William come back soon.


    Little Arya already had a natural tendency to be independent, added to the tales William had told her, she was a more elaborate project of ''trailblazer,'' in the future perhaps she would really find what lies west of Westeros.


    Even if his uncle was ''rigid,'' he was still very good to his family, it was undeniable that he was trying to make William wish he could return, Ned was obviously eager to reunite them.


    After the brief family report, more urgent news had been written, Ned had received word that the ''girl'' Targaryen had engaged to a Khal Dothraki, and this worried the King, so he needed to send some spies to ''keep an eye'' on her, but the King wanted to kill her, her and her brother.


    It was also reported that it was no big deal, as the Khal was trapped in the midst of many enemies and might not even survive.Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit.


    Ned had carefully convinced the King to wait and gave the idea of sending William to interact with them, and somehow to make them ''disappear'' or lose interest in the Iron Throne.


    But even for this it was too soon, he asked if William would accept this request when the time came.


    He was also informed that the order in White Harbor was partially completed, so the second stage would begin.


    William quickly wrote a letter in response, said he missed everyone, wrote that at the time he was not planning to return, but in a few months he could go to them.


    He also wrote that he would accept to contact the remnants of the Targaryen house, but could not see a danger to the Seven Kingdoms, after all even if Dothrakis were numerous, they did not like the sea, the Khal only wished a quality ''mare'' to give birth to a good ''stallion''.


    William also talked about the other topics.


    Soon some steps were heard and Emilly''s voice followed.


    "William, your servants wish to speak with you," Emilly warned.


    He nodded, and then Emilly allowed some Lycans in.


    The Lycans greeted him and slowly entered the room, his head slightly bent down, his arm straight beside his body, and his right hand over his heart.


    "William nodded to them and gestured with his hands to warn them that he was dispensing with the formalities.


    "My Lord, a ship has arrived, they say they came from Meereen, they bring some Unsullied, they said they were yours" Lillith one of the new Lycans, she possessed good skills in administration and diplomacy, thus causing William to choose her to take care of naval trade and create trade links with other places.


    Even if many were recently removed from slavery, they were already accustomed to the existence of slaves, when they learned that their Lord had bought slaves they reacted without much trouble, who would dare to be angry with their Lord''s behavior?


    Even if these Unsullied ones did not know it, they were lucky, even as slaves they should have much better lives than many, but they still believed that even if these Unsullied had been bought, they would soon be side by side, as brothers of the same race.


    Their Lord was so good to them, and knowing that side of William, they eventually got it right.


    William needed slaves? No, he didn''t want slaves, he needed soldiers, and who better than the Unsullied?


    Unfortunately, he did not possess much gold when he asked for these Unsullied to be bought, so only 50 had been ''bought'', but it had to be said that these 50 Unsullied people would most certainly be the most disciplined soldiers he could ask for.


    The quality of the soldiers would undoubtedly be improved.

 A Date?

    William was walking with Emilly by his side, and after those two weeks he was doing hidden acts, she began to get agitated.


    For some reason, she began to get closer and closer to him over time, her personality was slowly changing, she was still agitated, but she still became nicer, kinder.


    Even though she had always treated him well, now things were different, one could say better, but it was so... strange.


    The provocations had ceased, and the conversations leaned out of the ordinary, which were about fighting and expensive swords and useful swords, for things William liked.


    It was almost a form of demonstration that she wanted to be more friendly with him and was really trying to be cool.


    But William couldn''t help but look at her with a strange face, what the hell happened to her? Why did she change?


    No matter how much he thought, William couldn''t find the reason, it was just a mystery.


    "Will, what are you thinking?" Emilly in a sweet voice questions him.


    William can''t help it, but look at her with her eyes wide open.


    She realized he was acting strange, she slapped him on the chest and spoke.


    "What? You look strange today." Emilly talks while holding William''s arm and starts to drag him along the way.


    William was still trying to understand, what the fuck is going on here?


    He was in a place he didn''t want to be, that was picking out clothes, at which point Emilly was looking at him like he was a model, not like he was the world''s most famous star.


    Oh, shit.


    William was walking the streets with new clothes, his new clothes were white with details in dark blue, and these clothes were in a noble style common to the time; these noble tunics fit him well, even if they were a little expensive, they were worth it.


    If he looked sideways, he would realize that even today, after so long, many people still looked at him as if he were some kind of tourist attraction, in fact it was much more intense.


    William and Emilly had gone to a seafood restaurant to eat.


    "Do you have something to tell me?" William couldn''t pretend anything was going on anymore and decided to ask.


    Emilly looks at him as if he doesn''t understand what he''s saying, and then a sudden realization hits her.


    "You look very handsome in those clothes," Emilly answers as he shakes his head in approval.


    "Something beyond that," William asks once again.


    She looks at him and then smiles.


    "You look really gorgeous," Emilly responds with a glint in her eyes.


    William gets a big question mark on his face.


    "Okay, I won''t roll anymore... I wonder what you''re doing to make yourself more handsome every day." Emilly speaks with great emotion in his voice.


    William remains silent trying to understand what she''s saying.


    "Seriously, don''t tell me you''re just handsome... Well, that''s true, maybe you''re the most handsome man I''ve ever seen... But that''s not the point, the last few days you''ve been out at night and every time you come back you change a little. Some too many muscles here, others there, your face, your skin even becomes more attractive, tell me, please, what are you doing? "Emilly starts chattering non-stop, every word that came out of your mouth ended up gaining an extra tone of urgency.Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more.


    William takes his hand to his face and passes lightly, he hadn''t realized it ... with a look at his muscles he realized they were more defined, and the reason he went to buy clothes? His old ones were getting too short, even though those clothes were long as a rule, they were short now.


    With this sudden perception new information began to be unveiled, Emilly was of his height, but now looking at her, no doubt she was a lower head than he was.


    So many changes and he didn''t even notice before? Well, to defend himself he could say that he was very busy with all the newcomers'' training service... wait... he always felt better and stronger when ''hunting'' and now he did it almost every day to train his descendants.


    He didn''t expect the changes to be so drastic.


    Taking the silver plate that was on the table, William tried to see its reflection.


    Wow.


    Really, Wow, he was very... charming.


    William the little hypocrite.


    He was dazzling the lupine details on his face made him look very lethal, the magnetic attraction his eyes conveyed, they were undoubtedly exposed.


    In just a few months he had lost most of his childish appearance, all of which had been replaced by the gallant air of a young man.


    A worthy first Lycan, it''s worth mentioning.


    He had already noticed that his Lycan form was more sophisticated, more majestic, however, only now had he realized the change.


    What a wonderful thing.


    Looking at Emilly who was waiting for an answer he decided to provoke her.


    "Well, I''ve turned into a man, maybe if you sleep with me you can gain some benefit," William responds provocatively in a mocking manner.


    Emilly looks at him without understanding the real implication of ''sleeping with me,'' and answers.


    "Are you saying that by sleeping I can look more beautiful?" Emilly asks with some anxiety in his voice.


    William realized that she took the phrase to a more ''lovely'' side and decided to be more incisive.


    "Surely if you sleep with me, you''ll have lots of changes, more beautiful skin, softer hair, silkier beauty, and your eyes will shine brighter, all the changes they say happen when someone sleeps next to someone else," William replies in a more cheerful way, playing with this clumsy girl.


    "You mean if I... if we have sex, I''ll look better?" Emilly spoke with a little doubt in her voice, and she didn''t know if he was trying to trick her or if it was real, after all he knew many things, much more than she did.


    She began to think, and a sudden realization took hold of her, her sister, after her sister''s wedding the things William had said had happened, and even more than that, her breasts and buttocks had become fatter.


    That''s why her sister turned red and didn''t want to tell the answer! Should she try? If she was going to test... maybe it would be good if she went with him, after all, he was the man, apart from her father, who was closest to her.


    She looked at William, and realized it wouldn''t be unpleasant for her to have a contact ... more intimate with him, but she was still inexperienced, she had boyfriends, but it never went that far ... but Will, when they met he was so cute, but then as time went on he grew and she felt more and more attracted to him, it was strange for her to feel that, it was all so ... attractive. She was not futile, but he was really seductive, his traits were so prominent, his smell... my God, his smell was irresistible, it awakened something in her, it was as if something was calling to her, awakening some hidden part.


    Her body always woke up next to his.


    It was strange to her, but after a certain day she began to dream about him, and in the dream they made... they were more than just friends... and even if she didn''t love him now, he was certainly the prototype of the man she considered ideal.


    William was struck by lightning, he had got it wrong! She had understood from the beginning!


    "But... I don''t love you ... I''m very fond of you, but you''re like a little brother." Emilly replied sincerely and timidly, her face turned a little red and averted her eyes.


    William had been struck by another bolt of lightning, a different perception popped into his mind, he decided to take a chance!


    Life is short ''for humans,'' he didn''t even know if he was immortal yet, it wouldn''t be a sin to enjoy life, would it?


    Let''s take a chance!


    "Well, it doesn''t have to be out of love, a great deal of affection is enough, even if you see me as a little brother and I see you as an older sister, we''re not bound by blood, we could, you know... enjoy something beyond... it might be wrong if we were strangers... but maybe... you know... we could ''deepen'' our relationship... we could do a few more things... it wouldn''t be so wrong after all... we''re from home..." William answered with an educated tone, a little too excited, but he took a chance! But he was terrible with words at that moment, but slowly he walked up to her and held her by one hand around his waist and took another hand to lightly caress his face.


    Slowly approaching his ear, William spoke slowly and magnetically.


    "We can create special memorials, ours alone," he spoke in a husky voice near his ear, making Emilly''s whole neck warm, all the acts and strong smell that came from his body made Emilly tremble and her cheeks turn red, she felt her legs weak as she slowly leaned on William.


    Would he have just a little bit more luck? Might Gai began to shout his typical talk of youth somewhere... but the sense here was different... a little more adult.


    The dice have been rolled! Would William be able to enjoy life a little more, even without the love of his life? See in the next episode of ... :D

 Let it burn like fire!

    Emilly felt weak as William''s strong arms enveloped her, the warmth of her body increased, something inside her was giving way, it was every second closer to showing her instincts.


    Even if it hadn''t been too long for the two of them, that moment of connection would have lasted a long time, even if they decided to stop at that very moment, the memory would be recorded in their minds.


    Even if until then, only an act of affection, a simple gesture of appreciation, a demonstration of their feelings, even if physical, had happened. It was a memorable moment.


    The first step to start a fire could undoubtedly be caused by a glowing ember.


    From the moment she contacted William in King''s Landing, Emilly had already felt something different, and every time she tried to get his attention, by bad luck, when she had the first chance to get close to him, her sister turned out to be faster.


    She hadn''t minded, after all it was just an attraction, an appreciation for beauty, nothing more certain?


    But she was wrong, how silly was she?


    Every moment she lied to herself and said that he was a little brother, a naive attempt to deceive herself, but he was not, he was the guy, Mr. Perfect.


    With each day that passed, she felt more fascination for him, it was such a strange thing, she knew that she did not love him, but she began to fear that she was falling in love, something that was never under her control.


    It was initially an attraction that passed for a naive affection, but then, after one night, all her dreams there was a man, and in all the days that followed, she and that man became closer, and had even done shameful things.


    How daring was she? How dirty was she?


    He was just a young man, even though he was already at the age of marriage, he was still so pure.


    Well, that''s what she thought until she found out that he was not so naive, she could not forget those eyes, those eyes that wanted to devour her.Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    The fire had gained fuel and was close to an explosion.


    While she let his body be embraced by him and listened to the seductive whispers he spoke to her, she was giving herself up, she was close to letting her desires possess her.


    Maybe, just maybe... even if it wasn''t forever, even if it was just once, she wanted to feel... she wanted to feel the passion burn and even if there weren''t even ashes left, she would still be happy.


    Even if it became just a memory, it would be precious to her.


    A soft wet lip slowly touched the skin of her neck, the heat she began to feel was increasing, her body was shaking, it was all so new, she had never given herself up to this point before, but it was good, she didn''t regret it.


    After the first touch of Emilly, William wished for more, wished to devour her right there, it was an almost uncontrollable urge, he felt the sweet reactions she had to every touch, to every kiss he gave.


    When his lips joined it was electrifying, a flame was gathering strength, the passion of the moment was deadly.


    Between kisses and hugs, they were getting lost in each other''s contact.


    But then reality struck them hard, they weren''t in the right place, many eyes were looking at them, damn them, they were gone, didn''t they see that something special was about to happen?


    With vigor, William held her up in his arms, just as a princess carried her, ran like a madman, he needed to get to his room it was a matter of life and death.


    The life or death of an unforgettable moment!


    As they ran, they wouldn''t stop exchanging kisses and caresses, in case William wasn''t who he was, they wouldn''t get out of the alleyways, and they''d end up like animals, getting lost in that intoxicating passion right there, in front of all those curious bastards.


    Luckily the inn was close by, with one hand William opened the door, with the other carrying a beautiful maiden.


    He hurriedly closed the door, locked it and forgot the rest of the world.


    With a feral movement, far beyond a human, like animals they began to act.


    William hurriedly tore Emilly''s clothes wildly, and she responded accordingly, vigorously tearing his as ''revenge''.


    A sweet revenge, an intoxicating passion.


    Even if hearts were not in perfect sync, their bodies began to stay.


    After a time of burning passion, a sweet groan of pain from a young woman was heard.


    After that?


    A hallucinating battle, so epic and enduring, followed.


    From late into the night, they didn''t stop.


    That night no one slept until dawn, they just burnt that passion together.


    A memorable moment, a memory they would never forget.


    Even if it wasn''t love, was it impure?


    I tell you no, it was a form of purity, it was beautiful.

 Before the Storm

    William woke up and looked at the young goddess who slept vulnerable with her head on his chest. A body so delicate and pure that he turned it into much more than a word could express.


    He carefully got up, took a quick bath, and went downstairs to pick up some food, with the food in hand, and carefully returned to his room.


    Emilly had already woken up when he returned, she had an empty gaze still, but as soon as she saw him come in with food in his hands like a juggler, she couldn''t hold on and expressed a smile so beautiful it made William freeze.


    "Look who''d say, you can be delicate. "Emilly in a sarcastic voice, she emphasized at the end.


    "I''m sorry, you''re just irresistible," William tried to defend himself, after all, what could be stopping him from eagerly devouring something so beautiful? William couldn''t, he was a little too ''crude,'' perhaps.


    With a huge smile, Emilly tried to get up, only to realize that she hadn''t regained her strength in her legs.


    With a surprise look she accused him.


    "Brute, look what you''ve done, I can''t even get up" Emilly with accusing eyes provoked him, but his gestures were only the delicacy, like a helpless being she tried to get into bed.


    "William quickly left his food and drink on the table and went to her, carefully he helped her tidy up, she was irresistible at that moment, he couldn''t help but hug her and steal her lips, but in response he was pushed.


    Emilly speaks as he pushes William and tries to avoid him, what young woman would let her ''lover'' feel her filthiness?


    William disrespected her and kissed her.


    "If you had recovered, I wouldn''t even let you rest," William replied as he laughed lightly, it was undeniable that by lighting this ''fire'' he wished he could ''burn'' more.


    "Ha, like I''m going to do that to you again, weren''t we supposed to have a souvenir? Then we have it. Now we are back to the way we were before" Emilly answers authoritatively and mockingly, she was provoking him, using her arguments to deny his desire.


    William was briefly blank, but quickly found a way to counter.


    "Yes, we have one, but we have so much time ... I''m sure we''ll have time to have more, many other memories," William spoke in a sagacious tone and rushed to feed her and cared attentively for her, he had demanded too much of her last night, now the least he could do was be careful with her.


    Even if William did not forgive his enemies and cruelty was what best defined him, to his family he gave loyalty, to his ''mistress'' out of respect, he would treat her as best he could.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    A few hours had passed, William had left Emilly in his room at the mansion and went out to see the immaculate, he needed to pay attention to other aspects of his life. At night he would return to take care of her.


    Yesterday they didn''t even go to his house, it was really crazy.


    Walking down the slightly crowded streets, William was headed for one of the houses he bought, the immaculate were camouflaged as normal people, their equipment had been illegally transported, they didn''t want to attract attention.


    It was one thing for William to buy several shops and houses, another for soldiers.


    Even if he could conquer Lorath now, there was no reason to create chaos, not one that was unnecessary.


    Lillith the woman in her mid-thirties, with dark brunette skin, voluptuous body, and emerald green eyes, was waiting for him, of all the aspects of his manager, 2 more drew William''s attention, these were not the slight scar that was on her right cheek, which gave her an appearance of being aggressive, not even her personality that was far more savage than one might imagine, obviously she knew when being neutral, calm, and so many other things, was one of her talents after all.


    But what really caught her attention were her managerial skills of a legendary level and a diplomatic talent that would frighten anyone.


    This beautiful woman had ended up at the hands of Dothrakis, had suffered, but not nearly as much as others ''suffered,'' but by no means suffered lightly, she used her physical and mental gifts to get rid of the fate of having to ''serve'' everyone, to a sad but lesser fate, which was to be the wife of a Khal.


    She did not have many options, so she told us, she lived with her family, parents and husband, near Volantis, in a small town that did not have many people, they took care of a small shop, but it was flourishing, they could already glimpse a future of riches.


    But cruel fate played with it, one night the noise of horses, the other day the bed of a stranger.


    When William turned her into Lycan, he felt something, he felt something about her, to his surprise his gift Warg made those who were talented feel, their minds were much more vibrant and shone in different colors.


    Somehow the color green and blue were linked to her talents, so it was impossible to know if it was real for the time being, even if William felt it was, it was also difficult to know what color represented what, but it was worth investing in that feeling.


    Surely she would be a good first minister, ideas for a future, perhaps not so far away.


    Lorath needed some more time, it was the simplest place he could find to conquer, but even so, he needed care, one mistake, and much would die in vain.


    Following the beautiful brunette, William was taken to the 50 men who possessed a title that was nothing less than legendary.


    All these men were young, just over 20 years old, had finished their training in a short time, were ready for battle.


    But the way to fight now was different and they would need to become more than just men.


    So 50 ''Unsullied'' Lycans were born.


    And between them two had minds that glowed red and orange, William felt he had found a general and perhaps his admiral, only to find out which was which.


    One chose the name ''Chis'' and the other ''Dakak''.


    Chis was tall for the people of Westeros, he was about six feet tall and had a skin color as black as night, his body is robust and his eyes green, his most striking feature were two scars forming a V-shaped face.


    Darak was a little lower, near 1.78, his skin color was dark, his eyes black, was totally bald and there was lack of half of his left ear.


    Both were highly respected among the ''Unsullied'', but, a shame was his personality, all were shaped the same.


    With almost all the leaders he needed for the moment had emerged, William was ready to take the next step.

 Sharpen ones Claws

    William after creating these new 50 Lycans, he began to realize that it was getting harder to create new Lycans through these rituals, it was as if something in him was not enough.


    According to the books, this form of ritual he used was one of the forms of blood magic, but unlike that which required many sacrifices, the ritual that William was an adaptation that would use his strength, his spirit.


    It was a very obscure idea, few books touched the spirit, most of them a mention of using ''spirit to connect to something'' and with that to change something in the real world, with various forms of rituals, the most commonly used for ''spirit connection'' would be in relation to something they called ''gods''.


    The understanding of the gods was even more obscure, they were cited as something that reminded the ''living spirits that had manifestation'' in the world; the greatest current example for these gods would be in relation to R''hllor the ''Lord of Light'' or ''Red God'' as he is called in Westeros, would be an ancient entity that fights against the ''Great Other'' who would be the god of ice and death.


    But in the end they would both be the manifestation of a ''Spirit over matter'', already the ritual was the opposite, the soul of the individual was used as material to then affect the spirit, each individual having a different spiritual force, which was directly linked to his soul, William thought it was something like the concept of ''mana'', but at the same time it was not, unlike the mana that would recover, the force of the soul was constant, only with a stronger soul the amount that could be used grew.


    The problem was that it was very difficult to strengthen the soul, it was much easier to create a bond with a "Manifested Spirit" or a God, as you choose to call and being your follower or summoner, you could use them as a means to replace the use of ritual, it would be to something like a spiritual magician using the strength of his contracted spirit to use magic.


    Both forms of performing this ritual or access to ''magic'' had their benefits, the rituals focused more on the body of the individual or on solid items, the use of summons extends to the manipulation and use of an ''Elemental'' power may be the power to use fire, ice, healing magic or even resurrection.


    One of the main factors for you to use these forms of magic were, to have a minimally strong soul, and to have access to the form of the ritual, which would be some symbols like the runic or ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics, depended on the function of the ritual you want, the runes were used for solid items, the hieroglyphics on individuals.


    Already in the summons you would need to agree with the manifestations of the spirit, such as being a worshiper of fire and life in order to be minimally ''worthy'' of receiving some ability to manifest the power of R''hllor, the closer to your ''teachings'' the greater the amount of your power could be used.


    It would be something like a priestess using the power of her Lord''s fire through summoning the will of that being, usually using songs that tried to attract the will of the spirit.


    Already in the ritual, as a rule he should make some symbols and then use his blood for confirmation, but things were always complicated, in the ritual you never knew if you could achieve your goal, this happens because you did not know how much soul strength remained until you were with all your ''busy'', and William felt that he had already occupied a large part of his power, perhaps his limit was just over 1200 with luck near 1500, he was not sure.


    The means to use more power as a ''spiritual magician'' or priest was approaching the manifestation of his god, the will, for the users of rituals it took time, with the years their souls grew larger and more things they would be able to do, perhaps there were other means, but for now it was just the one William knew.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work.


    But as a benefit of being the Great Lycan Patriarch, with the strengthening of the soul of his followers, his soul grew stronger, however, the increase was slow, but at least it would always be there.


    Luckily he did not need to worry about those created by ''natural'' means, but to update his followers, he needed them to be spiritually strong, so being one of his requirements to update, he discovered when he went to try to pass some Lycans to Tier 2 and could not, causing him to read the books again and with that understood this need.


    For those Lycans created by other Tier 3, well there are only 2, currently, one being Chis another being Lilith, they needed to depend on their own soul forces.


    The Lycans were Special Units, unfortunately they would not be what else would exist in their army.


    Maybe it was not a good idea to do Immaculate in Lycans, after all they were already excellent soldiers, even without that power... but, now it was obvious, Lycans would not be done at all times, many normal soldiers would be raised.


    Leaving these thoughts aside, William was organizing some plans together with Lillith about the next actions to control Lorath''s trade, with one stroke of the pen, they could steal the region''s monopoly and weaken its opponents.


    "Sir, the profits are growing, our stores are not currently being interfered with by the oligarchs, but when we are fat, they will attack us." Lillith was standing, her clothes were a little too revealing, a yellow dress with several openings that accentuated her curves, the length was medium near the knees, one could say it was short, but it was something sophisticated, however, a little vulgar because of her curves, this outfit made her tanned brown skin have an irresistible charm, it was simply impossible for William not to steal some looks, she did not mind being looked at, but William tried to avoid, it was a lack of respect with his subordinate after all.


    "So the ideal was to expand quickly and grow to the point where we could stop them, so I recommend that we follow the plans I showed you earlier," Lillith continued to try to give more weight to her ideas, and what would those be?


    Well, it was much more necessary these days to weaken his opponents, Lycans could not be generated at any time he needed to protect his strength, the ideal was to get one with one blow to drag the leaders of this region down and steal his soldiers for him.


    "Murder, eh..." William wondered if it was ideal for the moment, but he decided to leave it to her, the talents she possessed gave him that confidence.


    "We''ll follow your plans, you can do it the way you think it should be done," William decided this way, trusting the talents was something that many leaders did, and he needed to start doing it or nothing would be done, with many responsibilities on himself, things would just take longer.


    "Thank you, Will... Lord for the trust" Lillith was immensely happy with William''s gesture of trust, almost went to him to embrace him.


    Even a strong woman, in those times, it was rare to find anyone who trusted her, she was inevitably happy and excited by her Lord''s trust.


    William nodded and looked at his military leaders, Chis and Dakak.


    "Prepare some of the best men for the operations Lillith chooses, make things happen in the best way possible," William gave his order, got up, and left.


    Since he was already being ambitious, why not strengthen himself to the point where he could dominate this entire Essos region? Surely he wanted, after Lorath, if he had time, he could conquer Braavos, then Pentos, Norvos, Myr and so on.


    Maybe one day all of Essos would be his. But many plans should be made.


    At first, naval and commercial control should develop and with Lorath as a base, everything would be on track.


    Today, some intrigues have been prepared, it would be much easier to control a place without leaders, wouldn''t it?


    With that, plans for commercial expansion encouraged by assassinations in due course were planned. The Blood of Magistrates would dye the earth red.


    William was also thinking of a way for Emilly to turn into a Lycan, and he could not risk losing his soul ''capacity'' before making those specials for him stronger.


    Perhaps in the near future he should go after the red priestesses, try to know more about that "Lord of Light", see the benefits he could get from this information, maybe there is a way to make his soul grow or perhaps use other magic.

 A dark day

    The weather in the last few days had changed, from a usual sunny day to colder and darker days, a fog had arrived in Lorath, and things began to get more sinister.


    Somehow the strange weather made the quiet free city look suspicious, something was strange, and in these last days, only confirmation remained.


    Today to make the weather even more...gloomy, it was raining, a heavy rain tormented them since before sunrise.


    All those who needed to leave ended up having to face, in the stretches where there was no pavement in the streets, a large amount of mud, with a bit of bad luck you could lose your balance and fall, with luck you would just get soaked.


    But amidst such a gloomy climate that many would not even dare to leave their homes, one boy was walking through the muddy streets.


    With some form of protection that in a very rudimentary way resembled an umbrella, this boy walked fearlessly, only worried about getting dirty.


    This climate, on some occasions, could be the least of the impediments to anyone leaving home, who would have thought?


    A few days ago, some strange beings had begun to go out at night, they said they were some kind of bad spirits, as if casual encounters in front of the eyes of some unlucky one were not enough, a dark form in the darkness that quickly disappeared, they said they evaporated in the night, others, that ran over the houses looking for more victims, but what was irrefutable was that every time they were seen, on every occasion, soon after some piles of flesh were found, some remains that someday, as frightening as it may seem, belonged to a human.


    It was undeniably frightening.


    But even so, would a young man dare to leave? Even in such a frightening climate?


    Well, maybe some did, but most didn''t, that young man was the one behind these events. What do you mean by that? You might ask.


    Only those close to him knew, but even so, some who were a bit clever ended up suspecting, this young man could be beautiful, could be noble, but he was really a frightening and cruel being.


    Sure, frightening and cruel to those who had the misfortune to cross his path and call themselves ''enemies,'' but even then he could not deny his cruel personality.


    And now this same young man was walking with only concern not to get his expensive clothes dirty, he was walking towards an unexpected place, a place that no commoner dared to walk, they could not have the misfortune to anger the people there.


    But, going back to the gossip of the last few days, those bodies that had been found, to everyone''s surprise, were from some of the leaders of the region!


    If they were commoners it wouldn''t impact so much, after all, times are hard, and it was very easy to have the bad luck to find a sadistic bandit while you were trying to go home after a hard day''s work.


    But now, important people had died! Besides dying, you couldn''t even say they were human bodies when they were found, only a few unworthy of their families could tell what was happening.


    The funny thing is that there was no mourning, the other bosses didn''t even blink an eye, in fact as vultures attacked the carcass.


    But what was unexpected was that a beautiful brunette woman who ran a commercial company that had just been born was getting the juiciest pieces!


    It was so enviable, it barely arrived and had already made a small commercial enterprise grow to a point that was bothering the big ones!


    Maybe it even became the biggest organization here, a surprise, how much talent and luck did it take to grow among oligarchics?


    But that news only ran through the homes of the richest, the poor could only think of the monsters in the stories.


    They said it was dangerous to go out at night, with a bit of bad luck and you''d become a snack, even though most of those unfortunate enough to know them were near dangerous places, but still gangs disappeared overnight, so many were killed that those who were criminals either ran away from Lorath, or went into some hole to hide, in a way, these evil spirits were good for Lorath, how strange.


    But even so, the scenery was so frightening, and now someone still dared to venture into a day that looked more like night, that young man walked carefree on such a dark day, was he brave or crazy?


    The young man''s footsteps were careful, he didn''t want to get his clothes dirty, but he wouldn''t allow himself to stand in some refuge, with his rustic leather umbrella and wooden frame, he was trying to reach his destination.


    If you had the gift of observation, you could see that some other individuals were hiding in the dark shadows of the alleys and slowly following this young man.


    It was not known here whether it was to pursue him for evil or for good, whether they wanted to kill him or protect him.


    But they were still, in the same slow way, following him.


    With a good sniff in the air, the young man knew the answer, the smells for a long time were already an easy factor to manipulate, for a long time his sense of smell had become powerful.


    But with the answer about his pursuers, a surprised look crossed his eyes, he wanted to turn and go to them, but no, he would leave it as it was, follow his plans.


    Accelerating his steps carefully, the young man did not take long to reach his goal.


    In front of an iron gate with high, rusty bars, the young man walked to a man in noble but cheap clothes, who was waiting for him accompanied by some guards who were wearing silver-painted leather armor.


    Unlike the young man who wore what could hardly be called an ''umbrella'' for his rustic appearance, this old man with sharp eyes and prominent nose waited under a on the protection of a simple cover. a place commonly used only by guards, was a very humble place for someone who wanted to pass himself off as important.


    This man was there waiting for the young man, if you had been looking for some time, you would see that he was waiting for many hours and from time to time he would walk back and forth aggressively, if you looked closer, you would see that in the sharp eyes of this old man who was probably in his fifties, fear and respect were present.Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    When the young man arrived, the old man did not hold on, took a few steps, and even going out for a while he took shelter and being lightly struck by the cold rain waters, he bowed a little bit, crossing his hand on his chest over his heart and the work folded backwards from his body, a slight bow of head, and then he prepared to speak.


    The young man responded with a hand gesture indicating that he would be quiet, and then he began to walk toward the large mansion which stood beyond these gates, a little surprise crossed the old man''s face, but he followed the young man''s orders, and after waiting for the young man to take the lead, he followed him carefully and quickly.


    The courtyard of this place was beautiful, many ornamental plants and trees, a small lake, and the like, the old man just took a look, didn''t get too excited, even if it was aristocratically decorated, it was a courtyard in a very common style, many other noble houses had similar things.


    The big mansion on the other hand was grandiose and in a more striking way was undoubtedly its architectural form, it was a work from an ancient time, perhaps it had been here since Lorath had been created, but it was still a memorable building, long ago it belonged to one of the Rulers of the region, but now it was in the hand of a foreigner.


    When the young man arrived near the door, two maids opened it and respectfully let him in, a third woman came forward and began to take care of him, took off her coat and wiped the traces of water.


    With a gesture of hands the young man told the maids to leave and with another hand movement he indicated that they should sit down.


    With a little urgency the old man could not hold on, walked closer to the young man and did a little reverence again, returning to an upright posture with an expression of respect and undeniable anxiety in his eyes, began to spill the subject that made him wait so long in front of this old mansion.


    "Young sir, I would like to congratulate you on the great acquisition you have had, the fortune is smiling at you, luck certainly loves you. "The old man spoke in a way to please the ego of this dangerous young man in front of him, but only an emotionless look was received as a reward, but without care he continued to speak.


    "I am the Prince of Harvest, I can help you in many things, from what my old bones tell me, your ambition is not limited by the business you acquired the other day." In a more explicit way the old man began to indicate his reason for coming here.


    Without excitement about what the old man told him, the young man answered in a cold voice.


    "I have a name, my name is Wiliam. William Corvinus. And I don''t need your help, my ambition interests me only, you have no reason to interfere here, you can go back where you came from, I have more important business that requires my attention," William answered coldly and no trace of sympathy remained, he was the second of the so-called Princes, who had come here after his business had flourished, the first with less respect demanded that William give him half of his assets, and if he didn''t threaten to leave him with nothing, the result of that disrespect was a pile of bones being found near a sewer.


    A pity they chose the wrong person to threaten.


    The funny thing was that his heir came soon after and with fear, swore loyalty to William, and with anxiety began to tell secrets and everything he thought was important, but it wasn''t, William just listened, they could be from old families in Lorath, however, they were unimportant, but even if he didn''t need them, William could very well use them, so he got the Prince of Fishes under his control, but he didn''t make that guy into a Lycan.


    Poor princes, they were nothing more than mangy dogs who were driven from their homes and were now anxious to obtain something, even if their titles would facilitate the acquisition of more influence, it was not something indispensable.


    "Mr. Corvinus, forgive me for the lack of polishing, I know I have not much to offer beyond my title, but if you help me, I..." the old man had tried to speak, but was rudely interrupted.


    "Nothing else? Apart from your title, which I don''t care about, you have nothing else I could be the least bit interested in," William spoke sarcastically.


    The old man was left blank in shock, he had imagined it would be difficult, but wasn''t this young man much more complicated than expected? He carefully tried to insist.


    "I understand Mr. Corvinus thinks so, but... my aunt was a very beautiful woman and lucky enough to marry a man of great power..." The old man entitled ''prince'' had begun to show his intentions;


    "This man was from Braavos and his family business was the banker... well, he was one of the bosses behind the Iron Bank, great luck, right? But he didn''t stop there, my lucky cousin married another man who was the same as her father, one of the members of the Iron Bank, and luckier still inherited everything that belonged to his father because he had no other heirs, so now I have a beautiful young niece who is waiting for a suitable man to be her husband, even if she is not heir to all the wealth of her parents, because she has other brothers, her beauty is unequalled...." then the damned old man came to the point, he wanted to sell his niece to gain control of Lorath? Surely there was something wrong with this story, what was the benefit of marrying a young woman with so much potential to someone who only controlled more than half the business in Lorath? The poorest city among the free cities.


    "She''s a beautiful young woman, but very complicated, her only problem is her personality... slightly... distorted?" The old man kept talking.


    William was curious as to why they offered him the hand of a maiden of such potential, he was not in the least interested in an arranged marriage, but now understanding what had happened, he understood the motives; they were willing to give him a commodity with hidden problems in exchange for all he had.


    Not wanting to pay any attention to what the old man wanted to keep talking about, William waved to one of the maids to drag this man away; he didn''t have to say much to know she was a Lycan; it would be easy for her to drive this man away.


    "Sir...Sir Corvinus, you got me wrong, I want nothing from Lorath, only your good will, I don''t want to be driven off my family''s land, I want my people to stay in Lorath" The old man was desperately trying to convince William of a failed business, it was not worth it. With a nod of the head the maids carried a desperate old man out.


    Things happened very quickly, Lillith''s plans were very well planned, and the executioners were experts in persecution.


    First she discovered the habits of the nobles, with these routines discovered, things were plotted, choosing those she wanted killed and killed.


    Each death in its own time, always before things happened, she planned how to maximize business gains, and William had to praise, it worked.


    From a company with a lot of potential, to a company that controlled more than half of all the merchandise that came to Lorath and was resold, were several workshops installed in the city itself. With one small order and the military supplies destined for the Magistrates were stopped, with another the money destined for Lorath''s ''soldiers'' was stolen and that same money was used to bribe them.


    One could say it was early, but one could say it had already taken too long for things to stay at that point, but in three months things were ready.


    The rivals were weakened, their soldiers were out of morale, or they were controlled by William, and the funny thing is that many of the naive ended up choosing a partnership with him.


    William wanted absolute control over Lorath, there could be no mistake in this place, everything should belong to him.


    From the grain of wheat to the fireplace, to the soldier''s armor or the merchant''s ship, everything should come from William.


    Now the only thing left was that the training of all the soldiers was ready.


    Today there were 800 Lycans, of those in the army there were 500, the other 300 were specialized in other things like espionage and research, but the main point was the need for these individuals to have children, it was necessary for the Lycan army to start growing naturally.


    These 500 Lycans were being trained to be unstoppable soldiers, trained to be a special force that really was special.


    Chis slowly entered the room, with the helmet being held by his right arm against his chest, looking at William, he bowed and began to tell something that William had been waiting for a long time.


    "Sir, the soldiers are trained, ready for combat. Chis spoke stoically, only his eyes showed the respect he gave his Lord.


    Rising from his chair, William commands.


    "Prepare the men, by nightfall the Lycans go to war. "William replied in a dominant way, it was about time little Lorath had a new lord.

 Emillys choice

    It was necessary to set things straight before he left, first William needed to warn Emilly, even though it had been so long, he had not yet told of his ''special'' condition.


    Even though their relationship over all this time had been good, very ... intimate, by the way.


    He was still afraid of the reaction of those close to him when these people discovered that he was something more than human.


    As such he formulated an explanation for this, a bit simple, but involving a lot of legend of the people of this place with this it could be possible to convince that it was something ''possible''.


    William began to walk slowly to the second floor of his mansion, this house was acquired shortly after the death of one of the Magistrates, it turned out to be a little cheap at the time, no doubt a great deal, the house was spacious, even if it was old it was very comfortable, the details and furniture were sophisticated, typical for aristocratic families.


    Even if Lorath was the poorest free city, it does not mean that the profits of those who controlled it were small, the gold shone brightly in secret rooms inside the house of these ''important people''.


    Even if the relationship between William and Emilly had grown closer, they still slept in separate rooms, and at some special ''times,'' they ended up infiltrating each other''s rooms.


    After the first act, their ''games'' began to take on more tones, more details.


    They were much closer now, that was undoubtedly a reality, William wanted very much to be accepted by her, in his total condition.


    Secrets always drive away those who are close, he didn''t want that to happen to him.


    Maybe now was the time to move on, beyond all they knew of each other, to some form of mutual trust.


    Emilly also possessed many secrets, as a result of which she accepted William''s secrets better.


    Slowly opening the door to the young lady''s room, William began to get a little anxious about her reaction the moment she discovered that he was a Lycan.


    If things worked out, it would be excellent, even better if she accepted to become one of them, and what he would make her be, no doubt would be the ''real Lycan,'' in those he called ''Elders,'' even though they were not very close to full potential today, had many advantages that any other Lycan form, funny as it may seem, was much more like a vampire than a Lycan itself.


    As the physical changes in its half ''Lycan'' form would be the appearance of 4 fangs, the eyes would be brighter and if desired, sharp claws would appear.


    Another reason to do she in an ''Elder'' was to motivate him to find ways to complete this form.


    Make them stronger, make it harder for them to die.


    Emilly was sitting in her chair, reading a book that was on the desk, she paid a lot of attention, it should be something really interesting.


    William approached her silently, arriving near her with a gesture that showed his affection, gently stroking Emilly''s head.


    Not expecting to be touched at a time like this, Emilly ended up receiving a little fright, but when she saw William, she couldn''t stop a smile from growing on her face.


    "What? It''s not night yet." She spoke in a way that provoked him, trying to imply that he was just looking for her to... to perform certain activities...


    "I don''t come to you just for that, you know I''ve been too busy these past few months," William tried in an agitated way to defend himself, he felt guilty for not giving her his due attention, but he needed to work things out in Lorath in the best way possible, and the more effort he put in, the faster he would be able to take the time to enjoy each other''s company.


    "Hummm" Emilly spoke with a spoiled face, she understood that William was working hard, she knew that even if it wasn''t ''love,'' she felt she was desperately in love, but she couldn''t be sure it was reciprocal, even if he spoke, even if he acted like one ... in fact it was that after a while she wanted to get closer to him, and he was unfortunately busy, with only a few nights left that they could ''unite'' and try to drown the longing for a future that wasn''t even truly born.


    "I''m sorry, I know you''re busy, I know we''re enjoying life together, but I want more, you have to satisfy me or..." Emilly speaks in a more understanding voice, but in the end she went back to her troublesome personality and threatened him by looking at the bed.


    "She decided to end her threat, she knew that it was cruel, because he had other obligations, but she needed more of him, she needed more affection and attention from him.


    William was a little sad to see that he was failing as a lover, but he needed to solve many things, his presence was necessary to raise the morale of his offspring, he needed to organize things, select plans, even if he had the support of Lillith, Chis, and Darak, there were many details to be arranged.


    "I... I''m sorry Emilly, I know I promised you many good memories, but soon after I started running around, but... there''s just a little more to come. Actually, I''m here to tell you a few things. "William tried to pack things up, but those things needed a little more time.


    Emilly looked at him and seeing that he had a sad look in his eyes, she couldn''t stop herself, got up and walked toward him, and when she got close to him, she hugged him.


    "I''m sorry, I still have that personality... I''m actually very happy, life is good and things are interesting. "She''s trying to lessen the burden of guilt William was feeling.


    "You don''t have to tell me everything you do, or even stop doing those things, I don''t demand that of you. Just... just don''t leave me alone, okay?" She talked to an older sister, she still used to act that way, well, everyone has their... fetishes... right? And William would like to have a big sister like her...


    He held her tightly, and slowly approached his lips to her delicate lips and lightly kissed her.


    "Thank you, thank you for understanding me," William replied gratefully, even if he couldn''t keep his promises until that moment, it doesn''t mean he wouldn''t go in the future, does it?


    Moving slightly away from his hug he looked deep into her eyes, he was gaining the courage to tell one of her secrets.


    "Emilly, I''m going to tell you something very serious, it''s a secret for now, but soon everyone will know. "He spoke assertively.


    "Do you know a little about me, about my past, about my mother, and about my father?" William begins to get into the subject.


    "Yes, we''ve talked about that, his mother''s name is Lynnda Stark and he''s the younger sister of the current ''Hand of the King'' of Westeros, his father was Marcus Corvinus a nobleman who came from a faraway place that no one knows for sure from where. "She says.


    "That''s right, and I ended up inheriting certain things from each... you know the Stark symbol is a giant wolf, right? So... the reason for that is that they have a very strong bond with them... makes even several Starks have some special abilities." William begins his argument in an educational way, trying to convince her.


    "Close to wolves and special powers, what are you talking about?" Emilly starts to get curious, but she was still suspicious, maybe William was playing with her.


    "Yes, close to wolves somehow, I''m not sure, but skills involve entering the wolves'' minds and even commanding their bodies as if they were theirs... but it''s rare to hear anything these days..." William.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.


    "You mean the Wargs? I''ve heard stories about them, are they real? "Emilly talks a little excited and holds William to answer it.


    "You''re kidding, right?" She asks with a suspicious look.


    "Yes, that''s what I''m talking about, but not exactly this..." Before he could continue, she interrupted him.


    "You mean you can do these things, really? Show me." Emilly started acting like an excited kid, even if she was still a little suspicious, she''d rather it was true.


    "It''s not really that..." William tries to answer.


    "I knew it! You''re kidding! "She lets him go and walks away with an accusing look.


    "No, I''m not. It''s about that, but I haven''t finished the story, so wait a minute." William responds, trying to get close to her again.


    "Okay, say it," Emilly decides to wait for him to tell the whole story.


    "So the Starks are close to the wolves, but the Corvinus... Well, I don''t know... but, I know the result of mixing their bloodline does, I know what I can do. "William steps away from Emilly, he would show her his powers.


    Approaching an iron candlestick, William took him by the hand.


    "Pay attention," he spoke, and then with the force of his arms the solid iron candlestick was bent.


    "WOW, you''re strong," Emilly reacted animatedly to the scene she saw, it was a sturdy object, you could bend it, but not that way, not that easily!


    To be sure of what was going on, she approached and took the candlestick and tried to bend it, just as William had done, even though she was strong because of her training, she could only bend a little.


    "You mean you''re stronger than an ordinary man because of your lineage?" Emilly wonders what William was trying to say.


    "That''s amazing, I''ve seen other people who could do something like that, but they were full of muscles, as big as a horse." She continues to speak.


    "That''s just the beginning, there''s more to it." William carefully approached her.


    "More? Show me, fast, fast." She jumped into William''s arms and as a spoiled child was forcing him to show her.


    "Okay, but don''t be afraid, it''s weird, but... is it normal? "William, with a little uncertainty about how he should talk to minimize the impact, he was about to enter the most delicate part, he wanted to go slowly so as not to frighten her.


    He reached out his hand and made his fingernails grow, became lethal claws, and before Emilly could react to that scene, 4 long fangs appeared in his mouth, it was near the sight of a vampyre showing his fangs, there were only 2 other fangs at the underside as a bonus.


    "Wow, what is that? That''s what you meant by close to wolves? What''s that for? Is it sharp? Can I touch it? " Emilly got excited about the scene and started approaching and extended his hand to touch.


    William let her pull over, that would make the next scenes she''d see more... easy to digest.


    "Careful is sharp," he warned, and then went and took the candlestick again and tore it in two using his claws.


    "Wow, that is so cool! "An excited Emilly was looking closely at the cut mark on the candlestick.


    "It''s a hidden weapon, nobody expects it from there, when they least expect it, bang! you catch them off guard, I wish I had, too." She starts talking excitedly about some scenarios that these claws might be useful and with a more muffled voice she grumbled that she wanted to be able to do that, too.


    William undid this partial transformation and embraced her, he was glad she ''accepted'' that part of him.


    "That''s one thing, there''s more to it, but now I have to tell you, don''t be afraid, okay? It''s me, I wouldn''t hurt you, okay? "William began to prepare her for the last step.


    "There''s more? I want to see it, don''t worry, I''m not scared, go quick, show me," she began to speak impatiently, she wanted to see a lot of these crazy things he could do.


    "Don''t be afraid," William warned one last time before he began to walk away. Slowly he began to take off his clothes.


    "Oh, that I know, I was really scared the first time I saw him... the second time, too... but now I''m not scared anymore, I really like ''him,''" Emilly had misunderstood, and she began to try to stop William.


    William, who was taking off his pants, almost fell when he heard what she was saying.


    "Relax, it''s not that." He spoke as he threw his pants aside.


    "Look, pay attention," he warned.


    She began to wander her gaze over William''s naked body.


    And then he began to grow larger and turn into a Lycan form, the young lady''s eyes opened, and her delicate little mouth opened in surprise.


    She screamed. And then she began to run... she ran to William and hugged him.


    "That''s very nice, I always wanted to have a dog, but my dad never let me have one" she began to wander between her desire to have a dog and how cool William looked, she began to run her hand over his fur, and disturbingly began to treat him like a pet.


    William froze to death without knowing what to do... it was true that his Lycan form was beautiful and even majestic, but it was frightening too... his confidence in his image took a blow.


    With a deeper voice coming from his Lycan form, however, that you could tell it was William, he asked.


    "Aren''t you afraid?" He asked a little confused.


    She looked at him in her celestial blue eyes that were enveloped by a dark black, where it was supposed to be white, it was a frightening sight, but it was still beautiful, and a smile manifested on her lips.


    "Afraid of you? Of course not," she answered promptly, she was really amazed by this revelation, but... it was so cool. He was so cute!


    "I''m glad you''re not afraid, now I have to tell you something else" he said as he tried to push her away to get back to her normal shape.


    "NO! Stay that way, no matter what you wanted to say, stay that way! "Emilly agitatedly tried to stick to William, she''d really liked the Lycan way... she kept passing her hand on William.


    "Okay," he surrendered to her.


    "I can... this form of mine is called the Lycan way, and I can pass it on to others." William began to explain about the Lycans.


    "I WANT, please give me that skill! I''ll do anything! I''ll do that ''dirty thing'' you asked for... "Emilly was excited about the possibility of becoming a Lycan, it was something that made William feel happy, he sighed in relief.


    "Answer me! I really do that..." Emilly was trying to negotiate with him, even if she didn''t need those things, he''d quietly generate only hidden problems.


    "Relax, I told you this, not only did you want to know more about me, but I wanted to give you this ability..." William replied in a way that comforted her.


    "I love you, you''re very nice, the best! "She began to jump up and hugged William tightly.


    "But before I do, I need to count the problems of being able to turn. Lycan is not just a skill... It''s also a race, and it has some peculiarities... just as wolves need to feed on prey, those prey may be animals, but the main one would be humans... "William began to tell the pros and cons of being a Lycan, but in the end Emilly accepted, she was a little upset that she couldn''t turn into a ''Big Wolf like William'' as she had said, but she was extremely pleased she could have claws and more strength, agility and improve her senses, vision, hearing...


    The specific details that made her want to become a Lycan, William didn''t know the reasons, but he could guess some, the fact that most frightened her was the food, but William softened and reassured her by telling her the means they use, said that there was no need to hunt them, but there were beings that deserved to be hunted, and that the main problem for not hunting would be that a Lycan gets angry, more angry and would need to hunt and eat animal meat very often, in the end she accepted to be transformed into an Elder.


    But he couldn''t transform her today, the ritual for that is more complicated than normal, and tonight there would be the conquest of Lorath, after those battles he would prepare the ritual for her to become a Lycan, William began to comfort her, she wanted very much to transform? William was happy about it, things were much better than the way he thought they would be, he was making a storm out of a glass of water?


    This is a magical world after all.


    Emily had insisted on participating in the nightly operation, but William struggled to convince her that he couldn''t, she became agitated, but decided to wait.


    Even if concern dominated her for a while, she believed that nothing bad would happen to William. With a hug and a gentle kiss goodbye, he left, he was going to meet his soldiers, the night had come, the smell of blood would be strong.


    Chis had been in charge of most of the Lycans, they would use guerrilla attacks and try to frighten the soldiers by attacking them from the flanks, doing their best to draw attention to their activity, even if it was a guerrilla attack, they would show themselves enough to draw attention to their sodado enemies as much as possible.


    Then the second group of Lycans commanded by Darak would infiltrate the mansion and attempt to assassinate the leaders.


    William would participate in Chis'' early operations, but if things turned out the best way, he would move on and join Darak''s infiltration group.


    The place where they were going to attack this time was special, it was the biggest power center in the Region, it was a huge mansion that was barely called a castle, it was surrounded by a wall 3.5 meters high which had several guards keeping watch. Most of the guards stayed in lodgings that surrounded the protective wall from outside, with an alarm they would position themselves and then things would get complicated, so it was necessary to draw attention in one direction and for another to invade, it would be a way to maximize the benefits, it was not necessary to kill all the soldiers, perhaps a part of them could be recruited to form a human army for William.


    The soldiers who were bribed, when the invasion began, would retreat and hide, but before that, they would pass on as much disinformation as possible to the others.


    The soldiers who were without morals, for not receiving their wages for so long, probably gave up the fight or would fight unprepared, anyway the victory was the least that could be obtained that night.


    The focus of this operation was murder and occupation. After assassinating all the leaders and their heirs, the Lycans would occupy the places that could be used as a defense, and then in an operation with the soldiers who had been bribed, they would begin to isolate the city in a way to prevent any attempt at resistance.


    Those were the plans, now it was time to execute it.

 Guerrilla

    The night was moonless with this darker, a night suitable for the Lycans to act, but even so, the proper care should be carried out, it could be a simple mission, but it should be carried out perfectly.


    Any mistake that might happen could destroy William''s plans and turn the easy occupation of little Lorath into a long and tiring battle.


    The Lycans were to act as a modern "Black Ops", they could not stick to resistance battles, a means was needed for them to make the best possible use of their advantages.


    Soon William had discovered that the Lycans had some weaknesses, and when it involved fire and silver, fire was a very easy and quick means of counteracting the regeneration of the Lycans, And silver did the same thing, among these things the worst was undoubtedly silver, when it came into contact with the bloodstream of the Lycans, besides preventing regeneration, it poisoned them, their forces were eventually diminished and death would be certain if there was no help.


    Silver poisoned Lycans are vulnerable to other attacks, it was something like a critical blow in a game, if he was suffering over the effect of silver in the bloodstream the subsequent attacks ended up being more lethal.


    The effect of silver poisoning was weaker as Tier of the Lycans went up, but it was still a very distinct weakness of them.


    On this mission, as he discovered there were some special soldiers, the so-called ''Silver Guards'' who wore an entire suit of silver parts, it could be said that 80% of their armor was made of silver and their swords, by William''s misfortune, were also made of silver.


    William''s luck was that there were few Silver Guards, in total only 30, but they were still dangerous, a wound on a Lycan ''tier 1'' and he would become fragile, even if they were still strong it was very dangerous for them, their advantage was severely diminished.


    With this information, William was beginning to devise a plan to minimize these problems, the main idea was armor, but the problem was that there were no armor made for Lycans and no master blacksmiths in Lorath, and blacksmiths could plan nothing but iron mesh armor mostly made of leather, and it would still take time.


    For this battle it was necessary for them to face these problems without armor or way to maximize their defenses, the blame for this urgency came from William, he needed to get control of Lorath quickly to have time to stabilize it, in the shortest possible time he would have to go to the Targaryen and do something to take Dany away ... he didn''t care about Viserys, probably would abandon him for his own luck, a lunatic like him would probably live lost in the world until he met his death, maybe William would kill him, but it all depends on the wishes of Daenerys.


    Since time waits for no one, William needed to be quick, he needed to settle things in Lorath and then go to meet Dany and after that run to King''s Landing to see how things were in the capital of Westeros.


    Looking at the Lycans around him, William began to transform his body into the great white tyrant, that day that would be remembered as the one who had his first tale contact the ''conqueror of Lorath'', the first time that the world would really know of the existence of the being that would from that moment known as White Terror, even if it wasn''t the only one of his titles, it would be special, because it would be one of the first that he would get.


    At that moment his body was infinitely close to 4 meters high, he was extremely intimidating, even his form being majestic it was impossible not to be afraid of such a big being with such a different appearance than we commonly see.


    William had realized that in a greater form his strength and resistance against damage would eventually be improved, and when he was less so his speed was greatly improved, but today he would initially choose his greater form at least at first.


    When the Lycans saw their Lord, they longed very much to be able to howl, to sing for their Lord''s glorious appearance, but they could not and with the newly acquired discipline they remained in their places, even if they were looking fervently at their glorious leader, they remained in position waiting for orders.


    This night would be memorable.


    But even so, the streets would be covered in blood.


    Shadows quickly passed through the streets over the houses and were rushing in one direction; that night many were able to perceive this event and with fear locked themselves in their homes and began to ask their Gods for protection from these evil spirits.


    The city guards, or ''soldiers'' of Lorath, had long been idle, with the disappearance of the money that was to be used to pay their wages, they wanted to stop working, but William paid them, using the money he had stolen, of course, but even paying for the wages of these men, William changed their obligations, now they were just policemen, they were to repress crime, they would no longer be used in war.


    When these men saw the movement of the shadows they wanted to go check, but a beautiful brunette woman followed by four other women who seemed to be their bodyguards arrived and handed them a letter, in this letter there was William''s order, that order was: do not meddle in the affairs of the city hall this evening.


    With this order they nodded their heads and closed their eyes, the suspicious movement involved the one who was now paying their wages, they were not fools to disobey.


    The Lycans were already in their positions, waiting only for their Lord''s order, William was standing in the shadows, sniffing the air, a map popped into his mind, and to his surprise a party seemed to be taking place inside the mansion, it wasn''t a bad thing, it was just another chance for things to go according to plan.


    In his odor-generated mind map, William could see that there were about 1,800 people, probably close to 1,500 soldiers, and the rest were guests and their families, as well as the staff who were working at the mansion.


    A good portion of the soldiers were on standby.


    It would be a guerrilla battle of 370 Lycans were on the west side of the mansion and another 100 Lycans were on the north side, those 100 would participate in the infiltration. William hoped things would work out, mistakes should not be allowed.


    Waving his head in confirmation, the action began.


    A small group of 70 unprocessed Lycans had bows in hand, approached the mansion from the east side, set fire to the arrows and released them against the soldiers'' dormitories, shortly after the shooting for the second time, the soldiers located them and set off an alarm, a group of 300 soldiers began to go after those Lycans.


    With the attention of the soldiers on the east side, the Lycans attacked the west, quickly and brutally the confrontation began, the Lycans would attack the soldiers were fragile, kill as many as they could and then retreat and attack in another direction.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.


    William would participate in the guerrilla attacks, but he would not be along with his soldiers, he would operate alone on the shore, he trusted his men''s ability.


    Walking toward the wall, attacking small squads of soldiers, William began to enter a berserker atmosphere.


    It was very simple for William, all he needed to do was approach these inattentive soldiers, and with one blow from their claws they would die, but all this ease seen by William was not what these people saw, they could only feel dread.


    There were five soldiers walking around while they talked, they were talking about anything, they didn''t pay much attention to the environment, who would dare create confusion here?


    Surely for them this detail was surreal, it didn''t make sense that someone would dare to create any form of disturbance in a place where the most important people of Lorath were gathered.


    But something was quickly approaching them, they had no idea that their deaths were so close.


    A great white figure arrived and ripped two of his friends apart with no chance of defense, when the other three went to react, their eyes ended up seeing a huge white monster looking at them.


    One moment their brains could not process the information and everyone was already dead.


    The Lycans'' claws were brutal, but William''s was the very definition of a reaper.


    Blood poured down the ground, the armor was simple leather ripped off like nothing, even metal couldn''t stop that attack, a mere hardened leather could prevent something? Perhaps just the chance of suffering for its users, after all, death was instantaneous to them.


    Guirmalhen was a mercenary close to retirement, until he received the proposal to become a captain for the Magistrates'' guard in Lorath, the salary was good and the life calm, there were not much problems in this place, of course there was always some confusion, but for these things the ''Soldiers of Lorath'' would act, so otherwise his job was to control a group of 100 men and serve as a guard for the Magistrates, and once in a while do some crimes in their names.


    That night was special for the Magistrates, they were more united than ever, an outsider had emerged and this lucky bastard with some speed managed to control a big slice of Lorath''s business, tonight the Magistrates met using their old rules to face the outsider and then steal... I mean, take back what belonged to them.


    But then a strange thing happened.


    A recruit came running in and handed him some information.


    "Sir, I have a message from Captain Lorin of the Eastern area" the guard was out of breath, he must have run here.


    With a nod, Guirmalhen asked him to proceed.


    "Sir, bandits shot arrows with fire in some places in the east wing" the guard managed to speak a little better, but he''s still exhausted.


    "And why would the west wing get involved at that point? The east wing has more soldiers than we do." Guirmalhen was an old man trying to enjoy this job as if it were a vacation, his days of chasing after other people''s problems had passed long ago.


    "Sir..." The recruit tried to pass on the information, but...


    "Enough, you''re dismissed, Lorin is incompetent, but he''ll manage, it''s his problem, not mine" Guirmalhen paid no more attention to the recruit and started looking for a book on his bookcase.


    ''Fuck Lorin'' Guirmalhen thought, with luck he might even get a raise when compared to his clumsy ''mate''.


    He started reading some books until another soldier came to him.


    "Sir" The soldier called attention and waited.


    Guirmalhen didn''t want to pay attention, but the damn soldier stood there staring at him.


    "What?" Guirmalhen in a lazy voice asked.


    "Sir, some garrisons are missing." The soldier reported it.


    "They must have run away from their shift and gone to the edges" Guirmalhen spoke wickedly, there was some envy in his voice.


    "Other men went after them and didn''t come back either Sir." The soldier was trying to express his discomfort, it was normal for these ''soldiers'' to run away and go to a brothel, but today it was very strange, usually they invite the others, but this time they just disappeared.


    "Guirmalhen gave the order and turned his attention to the book, it didn''t matter to him what these men were doing, today he just wanted to read their books.


    Some time later.


    "The soldier didn''t wait for this lazy captain''s reaction and delivered the message.


    "Stop talking shit, who would attack us? The evil ghosts of rumors? "Guirmalhen asked in order to satirize the soldier''s message, for him there were not those who could rival them, who would care about Lorath?


    "Sir... some bodies... partially devoured were found... the ghosts are really attacking us" the soldier spoke with a little fear in his voice.


    "Go away, get out of here, stop attacking me, invent something better next time" Guirmalhen did not believe that these soldiers were trying to scare him, as they dared?


    The soldier looked at his superior with indignant eyes and left, he would run away, he was not paid to fight ghosts, not even his captain believed it was real, that they get hurt.


    Some time later heavy footsteps were heard.


    Guirmalhen was feeling that something was looking at him, the damned soldier must have come back, this time he wouldn''t let this worm out easily, he was daring? Then Guirmalhen would show the price for being daring.


    Rising up in anger he took his chair and was intending to throw it at the soldier, but what he saw made him freeze to death!


    He was the damn soldier, but not in one piece.


    Something big and gray was there holding half of something that one day was the soldier, while holding the remains the gray beast looked at him with a satire look.


    Darak began the infiltration.


    Things in Lorath turned out to be simple, there was nothing close to military discipline, and the morale of these soldiers was low.


    They spent most of their time running away from their services and going to the edges, on duty drinking or gambling, today the price was charged.


    With speed the attackers led by Chis opened a breach in the defense of the mansion and with effort their attacks took the attention from the West to the East, where the other Lycans began to be part of the regiment led by Chis.


    The soldiers who had followed the 70 Lycans who were in human form were ambushed by Chis and easily killed, even if they were a large group, close to 250, they were attacked by a larger ''2x'' group, the Lycans quickly surrounded them and killed them.


    At that time the existence of the Lycans was unknown so their appearances served as a means of diminishing the fragile morale of these soldiers and with the lack of military discipline, when they ran out of morale they tried to run, but unfortunately for them, at that time most of their enemies were to be slaughtered.


    They did not even try to fight to defend themselves, it was almost as if they knew they were going to die and with that they desperately tried to escape.


    A bad option, Lycans were perfectly bred to be hunters.


    With the soldiers trying to go and check what was happening, Darak managed to infiltrate successfully, quickly hunted the captains and then headed for the mansion.


    It was a massacre, everyone was terrified of the Lycans, they were sheep trying to run from a wolf.


    If they were not afraid and tried to face them, things would be more difficult, but luckily the existence of the Lycans was hidden, their physical advantages added to the effect of fear which shook any and every moral existence that the enemy could have.


    However the silver weapons proved to be great enemies of the Lycans, even with all the disorder, almost as much as the attack against the Dothrakis who were drunk or asleep, here all the soldiers were exhausted by being on their feet for many hours, the casualties caused by a miserable 30 soldiers using silver were 8, a number greater than the deaths caused in the battle against the Dothrakis if taken in proportion.


    In that battle there were 9 deaths, in a battle at a numerical disadvantage and in that operation at a numerical advantage, they ended up having 8 casualties.


    Of course it should be visualized that when entering the mansion the Lycans separated and tried to maximize the amount of deaths, thus being easier for the Silver Guards to surround them with numerical advantage


    Of the 100 Lycans who participated in the invasion against the Magistrates, 8 were killed and 5 were weakened due to silver poisoning.


    It was necessary to create armor for the Lycans urgently, or in future battles when their existence is not so frightening, perhaps large numbers of them would die.


    But that operation has been a success so far, at which point it remains to take up the defensive positions.

 Where to go

    William was sitting in his mansion, now the service was in the hands of his men, he just had to wait, in fact he could have done it from the beginning, but he chose to go along with others beyond raising morale, to satisfy his will by battle.


    On the table in front of him was a long sword of a metal lighter and brighter than iron, the sword was long enough not to be a medium sword and was short enough not to get in the way of a fight inside a large residence, the blade was sharp and the handle was sophisticated, more like an artifact than a weapon.


    Cursed silver sword'' William cursed, even if they were beautiful swords, these weapons were the Lycans'' greatest enemies.


    Luckily the use of silver weapons and armor was rare because of the price, these extravagances would only be found in rich places that tried to squander their riches, funnyly enough this squandering turned out to be a great idea for them ... even if in the end it wasn''t used properly, it was definitely a headache for William.


    William moves his hand to the silver blade and lets a cut be made on his index finger.


    He feels a slight itch on his finger, but soon it stops and everything goes back to normal.


    Even if these weapons had advantages over the Lycans, it wasn''t the same for their Lord, when the silver came into contact with William the damage was much less, it just created discomfort and hurt a little more, but these weapons couldn''t stop his regeneration and couldn''t even weaken him.


    However, it must be said that the use of silver was much more useful against William than any other material until then, it would be as if of all the resistance to solids the resistance against silver was the only one that William did not possess.


    The damned weakness of silver was a predisposition of the Lycans and from what everything indicated it was accentuated in beings who went through the ritual, it was as if silver tried to separate man and the monster, making a way to trap the monster and force man to appear and as William was 100% a Lycan, the effect of silver on his bloodstream ended up being different.


    Perhaps only a much larger amount of silver was needed...


    But it was undeniable that armor was needed, and William had already ordered Lillith to look for blacksmiths and master blacksmiths to make them, now it was necessary for him to wait, at some point those armors would be created.


    Looking at the little ornate box in the corner of the room, William wondered, would his plans work?


    There were so many eggs, he wished to use a way to gain control over the Dragons in the same way the Targaryen and other people of Valyria did, and to do that he needed to do something that one of the scrolls he read in Castle Black made him think of.


    This would be a ritual to connect his blood and spirit with the dragons, to make a predisposition for them to be connected, but this was something that could only be desired unrealized.


    The rituals he knew until now did not help him to do that, but those books he read in Lorath were undoubtedly useful, he knew that the probability that some ritual connected the Valyrians with the Dragons should be possible and knowing that the people of Valyria always tried and tested several experiments in different places, was another point for him to believe that at some point he would discover how exactly to do that.


    At the time he had only the basis of an idea on how to do something that was merely like that, which would be the ritual he used to create Lycans, using blood and spirit to make other beings follow in a predisposed way another being, but for now the form of the ''beings'' that followed him was the same, the basis was human, he needed to find a way to go beyond that limit.Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.


    There were some things William had discovered that could help him, in a book he read about a certain place that needed a son of Valyria to access, William planned to take Daenerys to that place, and hopefully he would find a way to control the Dragons.


    There was so much to do that it began to stress him, but to organize his ideas he began to organize them:


    1o Control Lorath and use this place as a base for anything he wanted to do, leave Lillith as mayor of the city as he prepared to leave; as he had complete confidence in Lillith''s loyalty and ability it was the best choice and at any time he wanted, he could go into her mind or some Lycan close to her and see the things that were being done in Lorath.


    2o Travel to Pentos and meet the Targaryen, create a way for him to take Daenerys with him when he goes out, everything needed to be fast, he couldn''t roll too much, the proper thing was to go out with her wanting to go out, but if it was not possible, he would have to kidnap her acting against her will could generate various frictions with her, but it was necessary.


    After that point things would start to get more hectic, and it probably wouldn''t be long before wars started, but this time William would make the North go to war in a different way than the reason for the series.


    A few light steps began to echo in his direction.


    The door opens, and a beautiful brunette woman enters, Lillith of course.


    With a small bow and returning to her normal posture she smiles and begins to tell the news.


    "Lord was a success, all the necessary places are being controlled and the soldiers who ran away show no desire to participate again in any movement contrary to our control. "Lillith speaks with a voice full of satisfaction, most of the plans had been devised by her after all.


    "But the Prince of Harvest fled to Braavos, we couldn''t catch him. He was the only one who managed to escape, but there is no big problem, in case the Lord queiro, we can send some Lycans to hunt him down and murder him" Lillith continued speaking with a somewhat disturbed look, even if the operation was a success, all the leaders and their heirs were beheaded, the escape of a person who possesses a ''title'' was something that irritated her.


    William remained a moment in silence contemplating the sweet news; everything was moving in the way he wanted.


    "Send some men after him, but first investigate whether he is planning something or spreading information, we must prepare for countermeasures before killing him," William gave the order, he did not wish to leave things to chance, even if the odds of this old man creating something evil for him were small, he might end up telling delicate details or even complicating William''s future life.


    Lillith nods her head slightly in agreement and then resumes talking about the next steps.


    "Lord the next step of the plans must begin to be executed, we need to hire human soldiers and occupy the territories of Lorath which are on the continent, it may be a small bay with few people, but it is still a part of the territory, it is also necessary to create a title for you and then we need to indoctrinate the people of Lorath in a way that are loyal to you and then" Lillith began to speak in a fervent way, it was almost as if he was a devout believer speaking of his cult of his god, speaking of ways so that more people could reach the "Light".


    "I''ll be the hidden leader for now, but you shouldn''t be sure about my name, not now, for now we need to hide any information, the title of Lord or whatever, it''ll have to wait. "William answers promptly, he wanted to be crowned Lord of that territory, but it was still early and if things were done prematurely many problems could happen.


    It could be considered an aggression from Westeros and the ''Free Cities Alliance'' would retaliate, in that scenario all would be lost and William and his people would have to retreat quietly with their tails between their legs.


    King Baratheon could ask William to return the territory so as not to create trouble for Westeros, or even ask William to pledge allegiance to him, causing the territory to be placed within the King''s control.


    So many other scenarios could happen... at that time the ideal was to act as a big company and focus on increasing wealth and with that on the number of soldiers, everything should be handled with care.


    "Lillith, we''ll be like a big company, I can''t show myself now and this company must be controlled by capable people, you must understand what I want... "William began to express everything he wanted, it was somehow his lack of responsibility to do so, but he planned from the beginning to be supported by the shadows and that even if this emerging nation were to become a great power, by the time things in Westeros needed it, he would use only hidden help, he would start walking alone again, he would need to run after his goals, at some point he would come back and be the Lord they wished to have, but for now it was time for him to be just someone''s nephew again.


    The time for the journey to Pentos was coming.

 Wolf

    Sitting on his bed with his back against his bedside, William tried to read one of his favorite books, leafed through it slowly, and his eyes sparkled from time to time, lying sideways with her head on his leg thighs was a beautiful young woman who also had a book in her hands.


    It was a nice, harmonious scene, although the world outside was hectic these two were somehow trying to enjoy some time together.


    The room was spacious, but it was nowhere near the old glamour of their mansion, but as an excuse not to use several rooms these young "friends" started sharing the same room, the same bed.


    But why was everything different? Well, a few days ago William, Emilly, and a few others left Lorath and were on their way to Braavos, this place where they were staying was the largest room on the ship, even if it was beautiful if you paid attention you would smell a "strange smell in the air.


    Because they were confined inside a William and Emilly ship most of the time they stayed inside the room reading books, talking, telling stories, telling about their dreams, and enjoying each other''s company.


    Before leaving Lorath, William had chosen a few new people to transform into Lycans and with effort he managed to balance the ratio between men and women, all having the same value, but now it was necessary to enable the ''natural'' continuity of the Lycans.


    The number of Lycans that eventually became William''s current limit was 1417 and most of them were women, he commissioned Chis and Darak to train all the Lycans and with a special focus on those assigned to be in the ''special force'' and those who did not wish to participate in military acts directly, Lillith who had been in charge of the management of the whole Lorath would choose where to place them by having these people participate in an indirect way or even in the logistics she would decide, for the time being Lillith was also in charge of taking care together with Chis and Darak of the selected Lycans to act as spies, but at some point it would be necessary to find a talent for this area.


    In fact, several points had to be looked at and several specialists needed, it would take years for Lorath to be ''perfect'' for all of William''s plans, things would take even longer if he didn''t try to expand.


    Among the many orders given before leaving, in addition to building more docks and farms to support a greater number of soldiers and civilians, William asked that the hills and mountains that separated Lorath from Norvus be searched, probably good iron mines could be found in those regions, with luck some precious metal could be found.


    A certain share of the profits would also be used to try to bring artisans, blacksmiths and all those who possessed some talent in manufacturing to Lorath, as well as, of course, to collect money and discreetly buy as many Immaculate ones as they could.


    William chose to leave with a small convoy of 8 ships in which besides a few reliable men who would remain in Braavos to start developing the infrastructure of the company in place, a part would follow William for the rest of the trip, but still it would be something much more discreet.


    Emilly had asked William to stay for a while in Braavos she wanted to see her sister before she left, but still it would be something quick, at most 2 days and then they would travel back to Pentos.


    "Will, did you know I''d stay like this?" Emilly began to question William in a strange tone.


    "Of course he did," William answered provocatively.


    She stood up and looked into his eyes and began to tickle his belly.


    "How dare you? She made up all the excuses, but you''re actually a little naughty." Emilly in her lecture tone continued to speak as she tried to teach him a lesson.


    William acted as if he were guilty and tried to avoid Emilly''s dangerous hands.


    Things, well... Before William left, he made sure he could turn Emilly into a Lycan. The ritual was much more complex than the previous ones, in addition to using his blood to draw hieroglyphics on Emilly''s back, arms, and forehead, it had to be a full moon, and some sacrifices had to be made, those being gold, Silver, some rare resources like Wyvern''s bone, and finally some animals to be the harvest of life, all these sacrifices were arranged together in small cauldrons, and as William''s ''spirit'' tried to make the connection these sacrifices would boil and their gases would vanish in the night.If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    After the ritual of the sacrifices had been performed, it was necessary for William to keep the song in the ancient language of the forest people until the shadow of a wolf appeared in place of Emilly''s shadow, then things were done.


    But then new things began to emerge... as time passed certain acts of the Lycans began to show strength, strong traits of how their culture was developing.


    The most outstanding traits would be; loyalty to the members of their species; fanaticism for the strong; a greater willingness to participate in physical activities such as dances, fights, and even work; apart from small acts such as staying up late at night or preferring to do group activities even if they could be done individually.


    With these traits certain qualities... emerged, being that due to the loyalty it was difficult to see one Lycan treat another with lack of respect, the hierarchy was without a shadow of a doubt something respected that was a very good cultural trait, but the others... were different?


    The greater willingness to participate in parties could be said to be a common trait of several cultures so there was not much to talk about, only the form of dance, music and sports was different, more focused on demonstrating the physical talents of its people.


    But when we came to the veneration of strength we came to a peculiar characteristic of this new people... the idea was simple, the strong is venerated, just as someone venerates an actor? Or similar? Basically the same principle, but in a much more intense amount. In general all Lycans ended up choosing partners through this vision... men with more than one wife was common if he was strong and the same rule applies to women, the stronger the woman the more likely she was to have more than one husband.


    But things aren''t entirely like that, just a large enough amount to say it was a cultural act...


    Usually when the strength between the parties was similar they didn''t find new partners, but the rule could get strange when the strength was disproportionate...


    Even if the trait was... peculiar, it did no harm, everyone respected each other for it and the problems arising from these acts were no greater than the common acts of any other society.


    The problem that Emilly pointed out was due to these inherent habits of her kind that were manifesting themselves in her, besides beginning to respect William almost fanatically for being the patriarch and the most powerful Lycan, she ended up being guided by her other instincts which made her libido a little... out of control.


    These little problems are common in Lycans were awakened, they end up embracing each new detail very tightly and only after some time, they manage to regain total control over themselves.


    The traits that ended up being out of control differed from one individual to the other, usually ending up extrapolating in something they liked or that they ended up doing for habits, such as hunting, fighting, dancing, eating and having sex.


    Sexual intercourse is common when new Lycans have a wife or husband, girlfriend or boyfriend. It was at the same time a form of uncontrol for pleasure as an explosion of their breeding instinct.


    These special traits of the Lycans were also accentuated in the Full Moons, causing several cultural activities to be held in those days.


    For Emilly it was a combo of all this and things ended up being driven to a very high level.


    Even if it was strange to see someone acting in an unnatural way, someone who acted most of the time with a little maturity started playing like a crazy fan who ended up conquering her idol... it was something that would soon calm down... even if throughout the trip this problem was only amplified due to the closed environment, it was something passing.


    William tried to comfort her, it was only until she got control of herself, but maybe it was a little more difficult because William had so much natural ''veneration'' for who he was, which would cause any Lycan to die for him.


    Emilly who was nudging him began to hug him and rub his head on his chest in a way similar to a small wolf seeking attention from his parents.


    "I know... but you don''t help me" Emilly started complaining again.


    Things turned out to be similar all the way through, after diverging from other activities the instinct always returned at some point... and things got ''different'', and the cycle continued.


    A knocking sound came from the door.


    William stood up, carefully pulling away a small wolf with moist eyes, and walked to the door.


    On the other side was a young Lycan who served as William''s maid and bodyguard.


    "We have arrived in Braavos, my Lord." The young Lycan passed the message on to William and then slowly left.


    William looks at Emilly and had to drive her away.


    "We''re in Braavos, we shouldn''t be late" William wanted to go to see Amelia quickly and then as quickly as possible he wanted to go to Pentos.


    Emilly gets up quickly and grabs William.


    "We can do that later, but... maybe we won''t have time in those two days..." Emilly


    The trip turned out to be in vain... Amelia left a few days ago for Volantis, she was going to study with her aunt for a few months.


    With plans being streamlined, William said goodbye to several of his followers who would stay in Braavos.


    The journey quickly followed its course, but a few weeks later they would be in Pentos.

 Pentos

    The ship was slowly approaching the port of Pentos, this city was huge, many times bigger than little Lorath and perhaps bigger than Braavos, this free city is located between Braavos which was in the north and Volantis in the south, being east of King''s Landing directly through the Narrow Sea, it is a place surrounded by fertile coastal plains which are known as Flatlands.


    The basis of this great free city''s wealth comes mainly from trading and cheese marketing, often treated disparagingly as ''cheese sellers''.


    In Pentos, wealth equals power, and is governed by a prince and a council of Magisteres. The prince ends up having only a ceremonial function, something like what happens in Lorath, but here the princes are chosen among the forty richest families in the city and preside mainly over dances and parties.


    William looked at this glorious merchant city, its buildings that resembled ancient Greek structures with some mixture of the typical architecture of the desert region of Essos, which was similar to the ancient Persian structures, the beauty, and splendor of this place was impossible to miss.


    Several ships were arriving, while countless others were leaving, the trade was alive and robust.


    "What do you intend to do by coming here? You haven''t told me yet. "Emilly who stood next to William questioned him, they were almost at Pentos, and he still hadn''t talked about his motives, it was bothering her.


    "My uncle asked me to come here," William replied vaguely, he couldn''t say he was here because he wanted to see another woman, could he?


    Emilly looked at him for a second and then spoke again.


    "You''re anxious. Is there something here you want? Emilly asks again.


    William moves a little uncomfortable, he was really here for several reasons, but one of the strongest was knowing an ''idol'' of his, he was just like many other Game of Thrones fans, one of those who loved the Mother of Dragons.


    "Well, it''s my uncle''s mission, but I really want to see something that''s here." William began to explain things as the ship approached the harbor, he tried to speak in a way that would lessen the impression that they were there especially to see another woman.


    "It''s the Targaryen, my uncle asked me to ''get in touch'' with them, and I''m really looking forward to meeting Da...them." William looks at Emilly and starts smiling to cover his slip.


    "The ancient lords of Westeros... it makes sense that the Hand of the King wants to know about them, but wouldn''t it be easier just to have them killed? "Emilly looks at William with a little understanding, things started to make more sense.


    "I must also say I have some plans for Miss Targaryen." William decides to spice up her mood a little and talks in a way that provokes Emilly.


    She looks at him and poses as "What about me with that?


    Then she turns her eyes the other way trying to avoid eye contact with him, a way of ignoring him.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.


    William approached her and tried to tap her shoulder, but she dodged.


    A jealous woman can be a very sweet thing sometimes. Sometimes...


    William starts to laugh.


    "I want to know more about her blood," William spoke masking part of the truth and trying to make Emilly lose her jealousy.


    She looks at him with a dubious look.


    "I have seven dragon''s eggs... Well, I believe they''re all in good condition. Maybe there''s a way to make them hatch. "


    William tried to explain the details better.


    When she heard this new information, Emilly took her hand to her mouth and covered it.


    "Emilly''s muffled voice came out of her hands, her eyes showing amazement at the information.


    "Are you serious?" Emilly began to get excited, William was already so powerful and the Lycans already possessed so much potential, what would happen if he could control Dragons?


    He could create a kingdom as powerful as Valyria was!


    Perhaps he could even go beyond what Valyria''s kingdom had accomplished!


    William held her shoulders firmly.


    "It''s a secret. I told you because I trust you, but don''t talk about it anymore," William spoke in a voice.


    "But it''s still just a test, there''s a lot to do before," William tries to explain.


    It was a little unfair to Emilly because William knew how loyal each Lycan was to him, he knew full well that she wouldn''t betray him, and that her act would only make her more excited about trust, but it''s natural for people to keep some information to themselves, but he knew she had some secret from him, and it made him want to pressure her into telling it, but he controlled himself.


    Curiosity was strong... but he would control himself!


    "Sure, I can be trusted, I''ll never betray you," Emilly speaks somewhat moved by William''s sharing yet another secret with her, she holds tightly to the bar of his dress and thinks she should tell his secret to him... but it was still too soon... it was a family secret, not just hers, she could not break the trust of her relatives.


    It was tormenting her.


    "They''re with a rich merchant, I need to get close to him and then find a way to get to the Targaryen..." William began to explain the details of his future acts.


    Talking to Emilly, they sent some of the Lycans who were following them as bodyguards to look for the necessary information.


    It had to be known that the only information William possessed until now was that they were in Pentos at the home of a wealthy merchant.


    Not even the merchant''s name was spoken and the town was ridiculously large and populous, it was not so simple to find the location of anything.


    With all the guards being sent to look for information about the Targaryen, William and Emilly started looking for an inn to spend the night.


    They could find a small mansion and settle in, but it wasn''t worth it, they didn''t plan on staying more than a few days here.


    As quickly as possible, they were to find the Targaryen and then convince Miss Targaryen to go with them.


    William convinced Emilly that they needed to figure out a way to take the girl named Daenerys, because his brother Viserys was crazy and it wasn''t very good to hang out with crazy people, was it?


    Emilly had told them to kill Viserys and kidnap Daenerys, but William went against that first plan, it was too risky, and it could create hidden problems.


    Maybe Dany hated them forever, if they chose to do that, it would be very sad for him, it couldn''t happen, it would be disastrous at the very least.


    Therefore, at first, the plans would be; after finding the Targaryen, find a way to create a relationship with the nobleman who was hosting them and then getaway to get close to the Targaryen.


    William and Emilly eventually chose a good lodge that was almost as expensive as the price of a few houses in Lorath, it was a dazzling place, and they would enjoy this interim until they solved this mission as if it were a vacation period.


    The next morning one of their guards arrived and brought the information he so wanted.


    They discovered the trader''s information and where he lived, now all it took was for William to find a way to get close.


    The merchant''s name was Illyrio Mopatis, to make things difficult, he is a merchant prince and Magister of Pentos, someone who was in a high hierarchy.


    William would need to use his wealth to get closer, things would have to be more wasteful, and otherwise, he would not be able to get close to his goal.

 How to trick a little madman

    William was a few days away in Pentos and at that time, he was forced to interact with the futile nobles in order to somehow get closer to his goal.


    Yesterday a fortuitous event took place, the wealthy merchants of Pentos held a large auction at which large quantities of ancient relics and works of art were sold, many things were taken away, and the money came in explosive form.


    To commemorate this great event, the magistrates decided to do what they knew best how to do besides making money and this is a celebration.


    A grand ball was being planned, and for William''s happiness, he had been invited to attend.


    William stood in front of Emilly, hoping she would help him choose the outfit for the occasion.


    Emilly looked at him with glowing eyes, and he looked great in that outfit.


    It was a dark blue noble garment with gold details, a thinner tunic than those worn elsewhere because of the warmer weather in the area, but it still kept the air of luxury necessary for such events.


    William turned and went to the mirror.


    "How do I look?" William questioned as he tried to see himself.


    Emilly with a little smile went up to him and pinched his ass.


    "Very charming," Emilly answered as he adjusted small details back into William''s clothing.


    William looked at Emilly again and smiled.


    The hours were flying by, William must have been luxuriously dressed or just problems would arise from this trip, the more he flaunted the greater the chances of everything going well, for this suit he chose the most expensive outfit he had ever worn.


    It was an outfit that cost enough to buy a ship!


    Slowly entering the carriage he had hired, William began to be taken to the place where the party would be held, in this case, the party hall at Illyrio Mopatis'' mansion.


    Arriving at the site the view was dazzling, a grand mansion that stamped that its owner was incredibly rich.


    Waiters and guards were everywhere.


    William calmly entered the room and was bombarded with a colossal amount of smells; there were simply too many people gathered there.


    Would it be a little difficult to find the Targaryen?


    Obviously not, their gray hair made it easy for William to locate them.


    Near the center of the hall where many lustfully dressed men were chatting, was the owner of the Illyrio Mopatis place and a bit shy, but still close to him was Viserys Targaryen.


    Viserys was wearing a noble outfit, but of not so expensive value, it was luxurious, but also simple.


    He was a guest of this place, a wager or investment from Illyrio.


    Even if Illyrio Mopatis was a defender of the Targaryen house, he could not force others to take this young man seriously.


    What made Viserys to be left aside, only small words were addressed to him, which made him act as if he was in control of everything.


    The little madman acted like a king... but was treated like someone who had sold his sister to the Dothrakis barbarians, which was the only reason that allowed them to interact with Viserys.


    If the engagement of Daenerys and Khal Drogo did not exist, Viserys would be forced to remain in the rooms of the mansion hidden from prying eyes.


    William looked around trying to find the special person, the great Daenerys of the Targaryen house, but unfortunately, the women had not yet begun to attend the party, now it was time for the men to talk business, only after some time would they enter.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    Without wasting time, William went to talk to Illyrio Mopatis and the little madman of the Targaryen house.


    William quickly began to talk to these rich pigs and insinuated that he wanted to buy some merchandise and maybe some land in Pentos.


    Things that eventually caused some of the merchants to start explaining what products would be good to sell and where to sell them, they tried to make their product look more valuable than it really was.


    William only pretended to be interested, but he evaded all these ''good deeds'' and began to ask about the Dothrakis, and what was happening near Meereen.


    The merchants spoke of several rumors, little new information, but one thing caught William''s attention, one of them said he heard from someone that Khal Drogo had already solved his problems and was coming to Pentos.


    Viserys'' attentive ears picked up this information, and a sardonic smile appeared on his face.


    William decided to talk to the little madman.


    "Hello, my name is William, what would your illustrious name be?" William asked Viserys in a noble way, trying to make Viserys sit flattered.


    Viserys, who was smiling because of information about his ''brother-in-law,'' was surprised that anyone began to talk to him.


    "I am Viserys of the house Targaryen, legiti... a guest of Mr. Mopatis" Viserys spoke almost revealing his true face, but with a slight facial distortion he spoke again while smiling.


    "Viserys Targaryen, the dragon of Westeros, I have heard much about your highness." William pretended to be surprised and tried to act as if he were honored to be in the presence of this ''illustrious'' man.


    Viserys could not stop a smile from dominating his face, this fellow''s ego is a serious problem.


    Even if he was a prototype villain, he was undoubtedly one of the simplest people to deceive, his ego was a great weakness.


    It was as if he couldn''t think of the possibility that someone might deceive him.


    The conversation between the two of them continued, William tried his best to make Viserys feel good about him, and things were going well.


    With many words given, William was trying to pass himself off as a great merchant who owned as many ships as the Dothrakis had horses.


    Viserys naively ended up taking much of what William spoke as the truth, this poor little madman was actually very alien to the things of the world.


    "You come from Westeros?" Viserys asks surprised at the information.


    "Yes, Your Highness, in Westeros the Houses still remember their true lords..." William began to deceive Viserys in a deeper way, eventually lying that it would be simple for Viserys to regain the Iron Throne and that things were easier than he imagined.


    It was only a sadness that someone from the Targaryen family was married to a Dothraki barbarian.


    "It''s really unfortunate that someone of noble blood has to marry a barbarian, but that barbarian has 50,000 men" Viserys began speaking in a benevolent way, as if the unhappiness that was happening to his sister was not his fault but King Baratheon''s for forcing him to have an army.


    With a few more words, William supported Viserys'' motives and said that when the time came, he would offer his ships to take the Dothrakis to Westeros and then regain his throne.


    Of course, it was all just a trick, William was just creating an easier way for him to interact with Daenerys.


    At that moment, William realized that women were entering the ballroom.


    His eyes kept looking for someone, he was feeling anxious, the time was here, and soon she''d be here.


    Then a 14-year-old girl with white hair and violet eyes, possessed of overwhelming beauty, an almost inhuman beauty, wore a simple, delicate blue dress that, though simple, couldn''t diminish her beauty, she slowly descended the stairs while she was accompanied by two maids.


    Daenerys was very beautiful, her facial features her delicate body, and she was without a doubt a beauty without parallel in the world. Dany''s beauty was greatly enhanced in this magical world.


    William found himself holding his breath, the long-awaited moment had arrived, but it was too fantastic for him to keep from running to her, so he closed his fists tightly and tried to look away.


    Unlike the way William remembered her, the way she was after all the tragedies she ''should'' have experienced, she was now a shy, docile young woman, staring at the ground as she walked, she had so little self-esteem.


    William longed to care for her, but now looking at her, he could not control himself, he would care for her and help her to be strong to overcome her fears and limitations, he would help her to be stronger than she ever was, and he would prevent any tragedy from happening to her.


    William was still talking to Viserys, but it was inevitable for him to look at this beautiful girl from time to time.


    He began to confuse Viserys'' thoughts and began to put forward the idea that Daenerys needed contact with other noblewomen and that William''s older sister could help her become firmer and less ''docile,'' with which Dany could learn to control her future husband and make things simpler.


    Viserys began to like the idea, after all, if she could control the barbarian Dothraki it would be too simple for him to ''regain'' his crown.


    The naive little madman eventually accepted, and the next day Daenerys would be taken to ''walk with William and his sister'' and the next days Dany and William''s ''sister'' would begin to interact more so that Dany would be well taught.


    With that as an excuse, William approached Dany.

 A dance

    William using the excuse that he should talk to Daenerys so that she doesn''t feel scared of having to go out with strangers in the next few days.


    With slow, nervous steps William moved toward the small, delicate woman who possessed an epic but tragic future, one who would be called the mother of dragons but would end up dead at the hands of her lover-nephew.


    Of the many things William could change, that person''s destiny would surely be one he most desired to change.


    Daenerys was facing in another direction, she didn''t see William approaching, and when he was near her, he couldn''t control himself and didn''t catch her eye with his voice, but rather took his hand lightly and leaned against the girl''s arm.


    It was inevitable to try to feel and see this reality, even if a small slip of noble etiquette was accomplished.


    The maidservants accompanying Dany looked at him with strange eyes, but luckily they were one of those women who could not react to the presence of a handsome man, thus causing William to slip out of that slip of etiquette with ease.


    But the little violet-eyed girl was eventually surprised by his act, and with a small display of panic in her eyes, she looked at him.


    For a few seconds that seemed like decades, a young man just over 15 and a young girl just over 14 exchanged a look, a strange look that was undoubtedly rare.


    William''s gaze was mostly a display of affection that a fan would have for an idol, but there was also every demonstration of his willingness to protect her, no doubt there were even more feelings in his gaze, as was his delight in looking at such a beautiful young woman.


    But his gaze was greeted by an inexplicable hunger coming from this young lady, she in her deepest loves longed for something she found in this young man''s eyes.


    She who was a little princess evicted from all her dreams, who was humiliated by her closest relative and who had been sold as a breeding mare without the slightest demonstration of affection, used as a mere object, betrayed in such a way, now had seen in the eyes of this boy something that she wished her brother to show her.


    It was a small connection between the soul of someone who by his nature was protective, with someone who by nature wished to be cared for.


    That small moment of connection was interrupted by the young man himself.


    "Hello, I''m William Corvinus, what would the beautiful young woman''s name be?" William asked uncomfortably, he had most of the time a firm hold on himself, now he was acting like a young man, he was acting his age.


    Dany was nervous, she communicated most of the time either with her maidservants or with her brother, and every time the conversation was simple, from her brother only oppression and from the maidservants it was something more futile, just empty conversation.


    But now, unlike at other times, someone wanted to talk specifically to her, trying to show some form of etiquette, she straightened herself as much as her shyness allowed and with a small gesture began to present herself.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    "Daenerys" she answered with a very light voice, it was a low and shy voice, she wanted to act at the height, but something about her still stopped her.


    William had hoped it would be something like that, but he was still a little short-sighted, and it was hard to talk to someone shy when that person made him feel the same way.


    But for him, a small amount of time was all it took to get back to who he really was.


    William makes a little joke, even if it was so small and simple, the young woman who received the description had a slightly red face; she was very inexperienced.


    "It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Daenerys..." William leaves space for thought, it was a moment to force her to complete her name, perhaps with luck, those small interactions would reduce the young lady''s shyness.


    Dany for a second did not understand the pause the young man made in his speech, she was very nervous about interacting with someone of the opposite sex so that she stayed for a second just looking into the beautiful blue eyes of the young man, in a way she had been frozen, she did not possess many social skills, but with the perception of what she should do she began to answer him with a little anxiety.


    "Targaryen... I mean, my name is Daenerys Targaryen." Dany answered quickly, trying to speak quickly to lessen her embarrassment.


    William replied with a small smile, he already knew who he was talking to; it was just a little formality of etiquette before the reason he came here.


    With a little persistence, William began to develop small conversations with Dany, slowly getting closer to being called friends.


    From time to time little laughs were exchanged, and the relationship between the young people improved.


    Most of the people who attended this party knew who they were dealing with when they saw white hair and purple eyes, but now perhaps once they saw a young man interacting with her for the young lady.


    A man in his early 30s approached, he was wearing a lightly pastel yellow garment, followed by 2 other men who were dressed the same way.


    With a cough, he tried to get their attention, when William and Daenerys looked the man extended his arm toward Dany.


    "I''d do me the honor," the man said, insinuating that Dany would dance with him, but no surprise, she didn''t understand what he was saying.


    The somewhat clumsy man spoke with a thicker intonation, he was angry to be ignored and was about to scream.


    "Dance with me" the second time he spoke he already showed that he didn''t care about her wishes.


    Dany was nervous about what was happening, for being submissive to her violent brother, she was already used to these orders that hid threats from behind, she did not want to dance, but was afraid to say no.


    William seeing this scene had to stop it.


    William tried to interrupt subtly, giving the man a chance not to be humiliated.


    "Are you with her? If you look in the mirror, boy, wait a few years before you can talk to me..." the man was showing his ''pleasantness,'' he couldn''t see that William was being kind.


    With persistence and violence, the man tried to get close to Dany and drag her to dance with him.


    William would never allow that, with one quick movement he reached in front of the man and with one hand in the center of the man''s chest he prevented him from continuing to walk.


    "Take off that damn hand... Ahhhh"


    Several pairs of eyes looked at the scene.


    William was beginning to get angry, and his ''goodness'' was being revealed, without giving the idiot any more opportunity, he push him around, the man fell like shit on the floor.


    Without waiting for the reaction of the idiot and his friends, William turned and, holding Dany''s arm carefully, he took her to the dance floor.


    A handsome man and a beautiful woman stole everyone''s eyes.


    It was a magnificent scene.

 Brides were made to be stolen!

    The party had been good, but this new day was being much better, it was a beautiful sunny day with a good breeze coming from the sea, even though it was not the main point for the walk that was happening now, no doubt was a factor to make things more pleasant.


    William was being accompanied by two beautiful women, all looking at these three beautiful people, a man to take the breath away from any woman, and two women so beautiful that they seemed to come from some fairy tale ... one older than him and one younger ... much would feel mortal envy, he was rejoicing in their good fortune.


    Emilly walked with a lot of dominance, her attitude in public and with other people is always severe, her easier personality was only directed to those close to her and mainly in private places, her attitude in public was dignified and wild.


    Dany, on the other hand, acted like a small child, shyly followed her two new ''friends'', she interacted with them from time to time, but still, in a coy way, she did not dare to act for herself yet.


    But slowly she gained more confidence, more experience in social relationships.


    ''Life is so good... '' William thought vaguely as he looked at his companions, he was here only for a short walk, and then he would go with Dany and Emilly somewhere where they would improve the relationship, ideas about what to do to entertain these two beauties was the only thing that remained in his mind.


    "Where are we going, Will?" Emilly asks uncomfortable, she didn''t understand why she acted so nicely with this girl.


    William didn''t just need her blood? Why do you treat her so well?


    Of course, she knew through William that this poor girl had several problems, the biggest of them being her lunatic and violent brother.


    But weren''t there several tragic people in the world? He didn''t care about the others, why should he care about her?


    Emilly looked at this beautiful young lady from time to time.


    It was inevitable for Emilly to be uncomfortable with the things that were happening.


    ''She''s very beautiful... William, you naughty bastard!'' Emilly began to curse poor Lycan.


    Emilly was afraid something like this would happen, some other woman would come and somehow steal William from her.


    With a little discomfort, she held her hand close to her heart, her little heart was uncomfortable.


    William seeing Emilly''s reaction couldn''t help himself, he didn''t want her to get hurt.


    He lovingly held her arm and smiled at her.


    Emilly watching William''s action felt a little more comfortable.


    "A little walk, after him we''ll find somewhere to buy some jewelry and things to remember," William answered as thoughtfully as possible.


    He knew Emilly was feeling uncomfortable about the things that were happening, but he wasn''t here to get a second wife... he planned to take care of Dany, but it didn''t have to be that way... didn''t it?


    He wasn''t very sure about his wishes...


    It is very difficult to be faithful to his wishes, is not it?


    Looking at the little young lady who was uncomfortable with the new things, he tried to comfort her.


    "Dany... may I call you that?" William questioned nicely while looking at her.


    "Yes, of course. I don''t mind..." Dany answered shyly, it was all too new for her.


    "Dany, what would you like to see or buy?" William asked as he held on to his head so as not to caress this cute young lady.


    Dany was a little silent, she didn''t know what to talk about... she always got the goods and was never questioned about her desires, at which point she felt lost.


    "You choose, everything is good for me" Dany answers weakly.


    "To his bed then? You wouldn''t mind, surely..." Emilly responded in a way that provoked her, she was already feeling uncomfortable about things that were happening and this young lady''s weak way could be sweet, but she was acting that way with William! And William already had one sister, he didn''t need another!


    Dany didn''t quite understand why William''s older sister was upset, but she remained silent and looked down.


    William seeing this nudged Emilly''s ribs.


    "Don''t be mean to her, she doesn''t usually walk around," William tried to defend the little lamb while he tried to relieve Emilly''s mood.Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.


    Emilly is a little bit resentful, but he looks with pity at this young lady.


    "Emilly decides to apologize, and it wouldn''t have been her fault if it was William for being so hungry!


    Her accusing look turned to William, who responded with a cough and turned his eyes away.


    "All right... I... I''d like to go to the bazaar and buy a jewel..." Dany answered with a little more courage, she hated herself for being so shy, she was wanting to change, but it was so difficult...


    "Jewel, what kind of jewelry would you like to buy?" William asked, trying to relieve the strange air that was present.


    "It''s a dragon''s jewel... I''m told the big bazaar is selling relics from Valyria! I always wanted to see some dragon and those jewels..." Dany ended up getting excited about the new subject and the conversation between the 3 ended up getting easier and more fluid.


    In time Emilly ended up getting closer to Dany and started acting like an older sister... Well, a protective big sister, not a strange big sister like she acted with William...


    It was inevitable that she wouldn''t get attached to Dany, she was very cute, and her personality was easy to handle, even if she was excited about her desires she kept trying to please Emilly who was somehow close to her.


    They were close to the lookout, the streets were narrower here, it was a beautiful place to have a good view of all Pentos.


    "Wow, this place is beautiful," William commented as he contemplated the atmosphere.


    "Very beautiful indeed," replied Emilly.


    Dany just nodded, she was holding up a dragon-shaped ruby necklace with little gold features that framed it, that was the gift William had bought her, she felt so happy with these new friends, she didn''t want to leave, she preferred to stay with them who were good for her.


    In a way, William was the brother she wished she had, and Emilly was a sister she never dreamed she could get!


    ''How good it would be if they were my brothers of truth...'' Dany thought with some sadness, she had one of the worst kinds of brothers anyone could have.


    But what could she do?


    When they were leaving they saw 3 men approaching.


    " Oh, oh. Who we have here. The young man who needs to be taught a lesson" was the damn man who ''asked'' for a dance with Dany at the party the other night.


    The three men blocked the path of the three.


    Emilly was ready to draw his sword and kill that three trash, but William stopped her and with a nod indicated they should withdraw.


    You didn''t have to care about garbage, right?


    But the men didn''t know the danger.


    "Yesterday you humiliated me, today I will humiliate you," the man spoke as he drew his sword from its sheath.


    "Come with Daddy, I''ll teach you to behave, after the beating I''ll fuck those two bitches right in front of you," the man began to speak in a vulgar way as he walked toward William.


    William looking at this scene couldn''t help but laugh.


    "Are you crazy? But don''t worry, it''s going to hurt a lot," the odd eye for William''s action, but he didn''t care, after all, what a young man like that might do to him?


    Emilly was already drawing his sword, but William stopped her again, she looked at him questioningly.


    "Divert Dany''s attention, she... is too young," William instructed her thoughtfully.


    "It''ll be quick," he complimented his speech.


    "Don''t belong," Emilly responded as he walked away with Dany.


    Dany tried to stop William from staying, she was nervous about the things that were happening.


    "Come back here, I didn''t let those bitches out." The man spoke as he pointed to his followers to stop them from leaving.


    William stopped in front of the three.


    The first man shouted and ran with his sword raised to cover his head toward William.


    "Do you want to dance?" William asked when he saw that ridiculous scene.


    With a sideways move out of the way of this idiot''s linear movement, William threw a quick punch to the man''s unprotected neck because of the impulse the man fly to back.


    William wanted to play a little, but he couldn''t control the strength correctly.


    Blood began to leak from the corpse''s mouth.


    "Uhhh, too bad I don''t dance with men," William replied as he smiled at the other two men.


    "You''re screwed," the other replied, both drew their swords and ran to William, one on the left and the other on the right.


    "Clever" William said.


    With one forward movement, he was faster than the men''s reaction, causing him to escape this cock attack.


    With a roundhouse kick that would make Van Damme clap, the head of one of the men made an abnormal twist, a loud bang was heard.


    The second man was shocked by his friend''s death so quickly, with no reaction he took a kick in the middle of his chest that made him fly, to his misfortune he passed over the small protective wall and plummeted over 30 meters.


    "But they''re not smart enough," William said satirically.


    William went to the wall and looked down.


    It was a nice fall.


    Following the path, the girls used to get out he soon found them.


    "You took your time," Emilly spoke in an unsatisfied manner.


    "I felt like having fun..." William apologized while he was passing the hand on his head.


    Dany stared at him worried, trying to see some injury.


    William saw this act of hers, and to comfort her he smiled and ran his hand over her head.


    "It was nothing," he said.


    The little lady turned red with shame.


    A cough was heard.


    "We still have places to go," Emilly spoke jealously as he tried to get William away from Dany.


    "Okay" William answered as he took a hand to hold hers.


    Emilly gave a little smile and they kept walking.


    After a while when they got ready to take Dany home one of William''s Lycans came running.


    "Sir, I have some urgent news," the young man said as he tried to recover his bellows.


    William nodded to him and approached to hear the news.


    "Khal Drogo and 20,000 Dothrakis have arrived," the boy said.


    William was a little frozen by the news.


    He waved his hands and pointed the young man back to the ship.


    William was thinking about what he might do now.


    Well, now there was only one thing left to do.


    Steal the bride and leave.

 How to steal a dragon

    A storm had come so unexpectedly that it forced William to the wall.


    He had to act quickly or his chances of getting the bride down the drain.


    ''No way I''m leaving Dany here, let Drogo be satisfied with Viserys,'' William thought wickedly.


    What could be better than to steal a beauty and leave a trap behind for someone, who would be your enemy from now on?


    William began to laugh internally.


    ''Maybe Drogo will be happy and marry Viserys if it isn''t his bad luck.'' this playful idea came into his mind.


    Unable to control himself by the image he thought of ''Drogo and Viserys getting married.


    It would be a good payment for that garbage who sold his own sister.


    "Why did you start laughing like a lunatic?" Emilly asked while strangely looking at him.


    Dany was also looking at him with curiosity.


    One second his face showed concern and the next he started laughing.


    ''What a strange face'' Dany thought.


    William tried to stop his smile, but it was impossible, trying his best to stop himself, he tried to pretend it was for some reason.


    "Something I''ve prepared has been accomplished, come with me, I''ll show you something..." William began to speak strangely.


    Emilly looked at it without understanding, they should take Dany home, why does he want to show her something now?


    "But we weren''t ready to take her," Emilly asked as he wondered about William''s actions.


    Dany shrank when she heard it was time for her to return home.


    She''d rather stay here with them, it was much more fun for her.


    A carriage stopped and they boarded, heading for the harbor.


    "Where are we going?" Emilly asked again, but before William answered, she had an insight and she understood something.


    She quietly raised her thumb to William, showing that she had understood.


    They were going to ''kidnap'' her.


    She approved of them leaving, even if the city was beautiful, she preferred to leave this strange place immediately.


    William realized that Emilly had understood, and so he sidestepped the issue.


    "Dany, you like dragons a lot, right?" William asked the young lady who was suspicious that something was strange.


    "Yes, they''re very nice, very cute," Dany answered childishly, it was one of her favorite things.


    "I have dragon eggs..." William was trying to attract the girl''s interest to make it easier for him to deceive her and take her away, but before he could speak his entire sentence, a white figure threw himself on top of him.


    Daenerys leaped from his seat to William''s, began to hold his arm and look at him with puppy eyes.


    "Really? Can I see?" Daenerys started talking anxiously.


    William was a bit frozen by Dany''s unexpected action, but he managed to react, even in a sillier way and reacted.


    "Sure, sure, anything you want," William looked hypnotized into those violet eyes and answered empty.


    Hearing a cough coming from the other side, William and Dany regained consciousness and realized the ''bold'' acts she had done.


    Even if it was a simple act of holding another person''s arm and standing slightly close to that person''s face, that was a lot for someone who did not have much social experience.


    Dany''s face turned red and she tried to return to her seat.


    "I... I was planning on taking her to see, but they''re on my ship... it''s going to take a while, OK?" William trying to get back to his old polished way.This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    It was so complicated to react in a normal way when someone you somehow treat in a special way attacks you...


    The carriage quickly arrives at the ship, Emilly leaves alone and goes to see if everyone is close to the harbor so they can all leave.


    It would be sad to forget someone around here.


    "She''ll be back soon," William said.


    Dany nodded in agreement.


    She was nervous about being alone with William, but she trusted him.


    He was so good to her, he wouldn''t do anything bad, right?


    Well... in a way, he would do only ''good'' things for her, even if she didn''t realize it at first.


    William took her to his room and Dany came in strangely.


    "It is here, in the trunk" William spoke to diminish the distrust of Dany.


    He pointed to the chair in the corner of the room.


    "Sit there, I''ll take you to the table so you can see," William explained to her.


    Dany looked into his eyes and felt he wasn''t lying to her.


    "Okay," Dany answered and went to sit in the chair, she kept wiggling her fingers anxiously, she really wanted to see those cute little dragon eggs.


    William went to a corner of the room and inside a secret compartment, he pulled out a box that had three eggs in it.


    William carefully took the box to the table, placing it in front of him, and he slowly opened it.


    When the box opened Dany saw three ''small'' dragon eggs, two were green and one was red, they were as big as an adult''s head, and their ''body'' was enveloped in small scales that resembled the skin of a reptile.


    They were certainly beautiful ''things'', they were like precious stones, but to those who know what they were, these eggs were priceless.


    Dany stretched out her hands to hold one of them but stopped before touching.


    With her desire filled, she looked at William and asked.


    "May I have one of them?" Dany asked while he was looking like a little puppy.


    "Sure, but be careful, they''re heavy," William answered as he encouraged her to pick one up.


    With all possible care Dany took the red egg, she held it and hugged it. She was very happy.


    They felt the ship move.


    Emilly walked into the room and threw an excuse. It was very obvious it was a lie, but since Dany was paying attention to the egg, she just nodded.


    Sweet naivety, things turned out to be simple.


    She was being ''kidnapped'' never to be returned and she didn''t even know it, besides, she was happy looking at the dragon egg!


    Well, it was a good thing for her, but still funny.


    William stood next to her smiling, and now one of her problems was solved.


    After almost an hour Dany realized something was strange, the ship still seemed to be moving, and it seemed to be faster than before.


    "Shouldn''t we have stopped?" Dany asks with an interrogative look.


    William, who was reading a book while waiting for her to notice the news, raised his eyes and closed the book.


    He walked slowly toward her.


    "Well, things have changed..." William started talking slowly.


    A little fear arose in Dany''s eyes and she stood up as she hugged the dragon''s egg.


    "What do you want? My brother will..." Dany started trying to change William''s mind, she was afraid of what he wanted.


    "Don''t be afraid, I only want your good..." William spoke calmly as he tried to get closer to her.


    "Don''t come close! "Dany spoke as he retreated carefully.


    "Okay, calm down. It looks... Drogo arrived in Pentos... I could not allow your brother to sell you. "William speaks to ease her fear.


    Dany was frightened by the information, the man your brother sold her to had arrived.


    She was more scared, she had no way out of it!


    "And why do you care?" Dany asks suspiciously.


    "Because I care about you," William spoke bluntly, trying to make her relieved.


    "We want your well," Emilly, who was walking into the room with a tray of food, supported William''s speech.


    Dany was left with no reaction, could good people like that really exist? She didn''t think so.


    "Tell me, why do you care?" she tried to demand the answer, everything was so strange, she didn''t know if she could trust them.


    William looking at her reaction, he didn''t know what to do.


    "We really like you, but..." Emilly started talking, but stopped and looked at William.


    She thought Dany should know the whole truth, it would be unfair to deceive her even in part.


    "I need something you have... but in return, I''ll give you something," William answered calmly, but he wasn''t sure if it would help or make it worse.


    Dany knowing they wanted something from her made her calm down a little, if they wanted something, she''d help with it and it would all be settled, right?


    "What would that be? I have nothing with me..." Dany spoke wanting William to keep talking.


    "I need your help with something... that is... your blood," William spoke impulsively.


    It was obvious that Dany would be frightened by this information and took a few steps back.


    "MY BLOOD?!" Dany let out a little scream while she was scared.


    "Calm down, I don''t want your harm, it will be just a little bit, almost nothing," William spoke more carefully.


    "Why do you need my blood?" Dany asked to see if it was true or just a trick.


    "Do you know the story behind your house?" William spoke as he pointed to the eggs.


    Dany looked at it, and a gleam of perception appeared in his eyes.


    "Dragons?" She spoke dubiously.


    "Yes, I have a method to wake them up, but first I need to do some things, and one of them would be the blood of a son of Valyria," William spoke with excitement as he approached her.


    "Are you serious?" She asked less carefully as she approached him.


    "Yes, and if I do, that egg will be yours," William spoke excitedly as he pointed to the red egg Dany held in his arms.


    Dany looked at the egg in her arms and a little smile was born on her lips.


    "And then I''ll give you the freedom, I won''t let you marry a barbarian who''s old sufficient to be your father," William spoke protectively, perhaps she''d be happier about it.


    Dany looked down and didn''t answer.


    After all, he was ''controlling'' her fate and saying he was giving her ''freedom,'' but she knew she''d be happier about it, so she was reassured.


    "What other things do you need?" Dany asked as she sat back in his chair.


    "We''re going to the Summer Islands, there everything we need will be found, it will only take a little time," William replied as he was relieved, she had accepted the idea that she was being ''kidnapped'' in a calm way, but there was still some resentment in her eyes.


    There are many secrets on the Summer Islands, and a little adventure between a Lycan and a little Dragon would happen.

 Strange creatures

    Soon small islands began to appear on the horizon, finally, after several days, they had arrived in the summer islands. This place has a very interesting history, but what makes William come here are the secrets that the ancient Lords of Valyria hid very carefully on one of these islands.


    The summer islands are an archipelago in the summer sea. It''s located southeast of Westeros and southwest of Volantis.


    The inhabitants of these islands are among the greatest sailors in the known world. Their ''swans'' sail faster than any other ship of the ironborn, are made of rare wood that can withstand any attack. The inhabitants of this island are also excellent archers, their bows made of gold heartwood, are capable of firing arrows strong enough to pierce steel plate armor, even from a great distance.


    Every detail about the Summer Islands is interesting, it was inevitable that William would covet this place, but unlike Lorath, the world paid much more attention to this place which made any plan to dominate this territory have to wait.


    "We''re almost there, there''s no need to get angry," William was trying to lessen Daenerys'' mood, the last few days of coexistence were complicated, even if she was happy with her winnings, she felt betrayed by those she met.


    She said nothing, just walked toward her room and began to wait.


    "Don''t worry, she''ll get over it soon" Emilly spoke with a look of confidence about what she had said.


    William nodded and saw her walk toward Daenerys'' room.


    Even though Dany felt betrayed by their behavior, she ended up forgiving her friend more easily and treated him so differently.


    ''She''s got a little trauma with men... damn Viserys'' William cursed in his mind, if it weren''t for that lunatic''s fault things would be so much simpler...


    Everything was more complicated because of one person who didn''t even matter anymore, it was so frustrating!


    Well, what mattered was that now they had arrived on the Summer Islands, they weren''t here for anything everyone knew, they were here for one of the secrets of the people of Valyria.


    ''A tomb hidden in the middle of the sea, made by the people of Lorath by the order of an ancient Great Lord of Valyria,'' William thought about the information he read in the books he found in the labyrinth of Lorath.


    The entrance to this place, according to the book, was a big old tree that split in two, its trunk somehow created the entrance door to the tomb, but it also served as a way to mask the entrance.


    The tree was exuberant, but even so, it was hidden in the middle of several other trees, it would be a bit complicated to find even having all the necessary information.


    "Sir, a pirate ship is following us" One of the sailors warned while signaling the location that the pirates were.


    "Can we get ashore before they reach us? " William asked again, he was already sick of fighting at sea, he needed to step on dry land.


    "Sadly no, sir, they''re using a ship made of rare wood, they''ll probably be here very quickly. "The sailor spoke while denying with his head.


    "Okay, get the men ready," William replied as he began to walk toward the girls to inform them.


    Slowly William approached Dany''s room, where the two girls were talking.


    Opening the door he was greeted with an accusing look from Dany, trying to avoid the discomfort he spoke quickly.


    "Pirates are attacking us, Emilly stay here and take care of Dany," William spoke up and left quickly to wait for the attack, he didn''t want a fight for no reason, it was better to give her the space to overcome it.


    As William was returning to the outside he saw that several arrows were stuck in several places on the ship.


    "They''re already close?" William shouted still standing in the doorway without taking his head out, even if he didn''t die easily, who would want to turn on a porcupine?


    "No, sir, they''re far away, but their bows are really good." A sailor who was taking shelter behind a little protection answered him.


    "Any wounded?" William asked as he tried to assess the situation.


    "No, sir, we''ve been waiting for that, so everyone''s taken cover. "The sailor spoke as he crawled elsewhere.


    William shook his head and then tried to smell them in an attempt to create his ''mind map,'' but unfortunately, they were still far away.


    ''Shit, because at sea the range of smells ends up being limited?'' William complained.


    For some reason when they were at sea the range of scents he could smell was severely reduced to at least 60% of what he could feel.


    After a while, some grunts of pain and the smell of blood had appeared. Some wounded, bad news.Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.


    Even though they were undercover, these bows were very strong and with the bad luck of some sailors, their protections were eventually destroyed.


    Even so, the wounded were not serious, they just hurt a lot.


    "They''re here," shouted one of the sailors.


    William looked quickly at the pirate ship and saw that they were at the right distance.


    Several ropes had been thrown towards his ship and the pirates were splitting into a group that would invade and one that would cover with their arrows.


    The sailors began to get agitated, it was almost time for the conflict to really happen.


    And then a war cry from the Lycans emerged.


    "LYCANS!!"


    After the screams, dozens of Lycans turned and attacked the pirate ship.


    The Lycans jumped and climbed the ship, killed everything ahead, the pirates were surprised and scared.


    Some screams were heard and everything was slowly returning to calm.


    William ended up watching the scene, the Pirates were good archers, but terrible warriors and afraid, the moment the Lycans attacked, they all gave up their lives.


    Frozen by the novelty, only a few were able to react and with their bows wounded several Lycans.


    Fortunately, it was just the wood, there was no silver, even though this wood was very resistant and good to drill, they only ended up hurting most of the affected Lycans.


    Unlucky for those pirates this ship was full of Lycans and their strategies did not work.


    Dany''s ''protection'' function was actually a way to prevent her from seeing the Lycans, it was too early for her, maybe she was terrified... There were many variables, and the problem was that she was currently upset with William, all indications being that she wouldn''t react well to this new information.


    The Pirate ship was quickly plundered as were several others who dared to attack this ship, and luckily for William, this ship had a good number of good bows made of rare wood and a considerable amount of arrows.


    The price of these things was very good, but he would use them to equip some sailors.


    Unfortunately, there were not enough sailors to use the two ships, and the pirate ship was not suitable for William''s needs.


    Finally, they decided to abandon the ship adrift, even if it was a small waste because it could be sold for a good price, there was nothing to do.


    A few hours later.


    They were already docked near a beach and were going with small boats to the beach, most of the sailors would stay on the ship, look for supplies, and trade goods with the people of the island, a small group would be responsible for taking the supplies William''s crew needed.


    The entrance to the tomb turned out to be easy to find, many of the smaller trees had been felled and the larger ones had been preserved, and this one, in particular, attracted much attention because of its artificially arched shape.


    To William''s surprise, the entrance gate to the tomb was exposed and apparently many people tried to break into it.


    Luckily, no one had been able to enter.


    "This is it?" Emilly asked as he approached and looked at the marks that scratched the entrance.


    Dany was curious and approached and began to pass his hand on some symbols of little dragons that were encrusted and untouched.


    They were beautiful symbols, a work of art, but unfortunately, those who tried to invade didn''t care and most were destroyed.


    "I think so," William replied as he read the book for more information.


    "Ouch!" Dany let out a little cry of pain.


    "What is it?" Emilly approaches to see what is happening.


    Before Dany can answer the entry shakes and opens slowly.


    "What have you done?" William asks as he approaches, he was curious to see.


    "I ran my hand over the drawings and ended up cutting my finger," Dany replies as she shows the little wound on her finger.


    Apparently, her blood turned out to be the key to entry, is that all the blood was needed for?


    That confused William, it shouldn''t be in the lobby, it should be in the vault that the blood was needed...


    Perhaps the information was too inaccurate.


    "Are we going in?" Emilly asks as she looks suspiciously at the entrance.


    "Yes, that''s why we came after all. "William answers as he leaves behind a backpack with supplies.


    He returns with one large backpack and two small ones.


    "Just the three of us are going in, there''s a small number of supplies inside those backpacks and enough for a month for three people. "William speaks as he delivers the two smaller backpacks to them.


    "One month? Are we gonna be there all that time?" Dany asks while she was surprised, she thought it would be quick.


    "Don''t be frightened, Will usually exaggerates." Emilly talks as he lets out a little laugh to reassure that little sister.


    "It''s no exaggeration... it''s just to be safe. "William tries to defend himself, they don''t know what they''re gonna find in there after all.


    "Got it." Dany answers while ignoring William''s excuse.


    ''Why are things like this? ''William wonders, it was so unfair to him, he wasn''t the evil wolf... was he?


    William left some orders for his men and began to enter the tomb.


    After a few hours walking the corridor began to change and from a path built something like a cave began to appear in front of them.


    "Why did it stay that way?" Emilly stops and stares at this strange change, there was no point in having a marble corridor or something like that until now, and after that, it was a raw stone from a mine or cave.


    "I have no idea... but let''s continue more carefully," William replies as he looks around he feels something is near them.


    "Here it stinks, it smells very strange" Dany complains as she tries to cover her nose with a cloth.


    "It''s a tomb... it''s been closed too long... it must be normal" William tries to justify the reason for the stench.


    It was a very nauseating smell, but luckily, the Lycans had some form of resistance to strong smells, it was an advantage because if they didn''t they''d be screwed!


    They walked a few more meters, but then William stopped and motioned for them to stop and be quiet.


    He walked a few forward and looked around.


    ''Shit, there''s something here,'' William began to analyze the environment and could see traces of something.


    He began to walk towards a rock carefully, and he bent down and picked something up and began to think.


    Emilly was holding hands with Dany, who was frightened by William''s actions, she began to walk and wanted to ask what was happening, but then a low, pig-like scream sounded in the distance.


    "William, what''s happening?" Emilly couldn''t resist and broke the silence in search of the answer.


    William stands up and shows what was in his hand.


    "A skull?" Dany asks in surprise the thing that was in William''s hand.


    "But shouldn''t it have been a tunnel sealed a long time ago?" Emilly asks as he approaches to get a better look.


    The skull was as small as a 10-year-old''s skull and the jaw was a bit elongated, all the teeth were sharp, she didn''t know what it was.


    "What''s this skull, Will?" Emilly asks with curiosity.


    William just looks around and doesn''t answer her.


    Dany gets agitated and starts holding Emilly''s clothes.


    "What''s going on?," Dany asks in a frightened voice.


    William slowly turns around and looks at them both.


    "I don''t know what it is... But I know still have these things here... and they''re coming" William said in surprise.

 Strange creatures 2

    The three of them had been walking for some time, the screaming sounds were slowly getting closer to them.


    Dany sometimes asked them to come back, the light from the torches wasn''t enough to drive away their fear of the unknown.


    William tried to comfort her by saying that it was all for the better and that the danger shouldn''t be too great, since it was a closed tunnel that wouldn''t have much food, so it would have few of these creatures.


    And because of the size of the skull they found, William said they were probably small creatures who would be frightened when they saw them.


    But those were just empty words, William knew that because these creatures were confined in such a rough place they must have developed to be more cruel and aggressive.


    Slowly William''s lines were denied by the environment, for some reason, the more they walked the wider the path became and at some small points tunnels appeared on the walls.


    Luckily, these tunnels were too small, and with that, it was unlikely that it was the main road, they were not in danger of getting lost.


    The upside of all this was that Dany started to get closer to him, of course, she wanted to feel safe, but this action of hers helped to make things easier to resolve.


    William was walking as he held a short sword in his right hand and a torch in his left, from time to time he smelled it in the air to see if there were any creatures around.


    Several times he felt that inside these tunnels, which surrounded them, some was being who remained silent ''watching'' them, at first he prepared for the conflict, but the creatures that were hiding just stood still, it seemed as if they were waiting for something.


    "Will, I don''t want to be in this place for a month," Emilly spoke as she looked away, she wasn''t too scared, but it was horrible to have to stay in such a damp, stinking place for so long.


    "Neither did I, but the purpose of this mission is very important." William responds as he sighs in a stressed-out mood.


    Even if he wasn''t afraid, it was really stressful to be in such a closed environment and being watched by God knows what.


    "Think, at the end of it all the dragons will come back into existence!" William was trying to put a little ''glitter'' in the middle of this strange atmosphere.


    Emilly remained silent, she didn''t know what she wanted anymore; this place stank after all!


    "For the dragons! "Dany who had been quiet for a long time spoke with a little willpower, the goal of this mission was something so magical, that this place would explode!


    "How long are we here?" Emilly who was a little more convinced by the purpose of the mission asked with doubts, but it was something difficult to answer.


    "I have no idea, but soon it will be time for us to stop and rest," William said as he continued his vigilance, it was hard to know how long it had been, for they were in a dark place without even a point of reference, could only be guided by Dany''s fatigue and his desire for food.


    It was much harder to be guided by the Lycans'' senses when speaking of time, for they were much more resilient, and William, for example, if he wished, he could go days or even weeks without sleep, his sense of time was fucked.


    After a few steps William stopped and signaled for them to stop, some of these things were shyly moving toward them.


    It would be the first contact between them.


    "One of them is coming here," William whispered to alert them.


    Emilly held tight to his sword and Dany hid behind the two of them.


    "Calm down, he''s not attacking. "William whispered again.


    The smell was their first contact with this being, and it had to be said, they stank a lot, it was a level far beyond the stench of a fish or an animal that had been dirty for a long time, the smell was very rancid.


    The creature was using the stones as a cover and carefully it was getting closer.


    When this creature arrived in William''s field of vision, he felt like throwing up, he was a very disgusting being!


    It was a humanoid, but it walked with its four limbs, its body was small and thin, it looked skeletal, its arms were long and thin, its arms were at a strange angle, it resembled the paws of a spider.Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    The skin of this creature was light grey and slimy, it seemed to have some kind of goo wrapped around some parts, its face was the strangest thing possible, its face reminded the face of a person, but it was in a young shape and at the same time wrinkled like an old man, its eyes were big and wide, but the color was grey, probably blind.


    This creature had a few hairs, but they were few and scattered and his ear was big and pointed.


    This creature''s mouth was big and without lips, it kept its mouth a little open and a triangular tongue came out from time to time.


    For a simple view and you could say that this creature was the mixture of Gollum and a Falmer, it was a strange and very ugly being.


    "He''s very ugly, don''t be frightened, if he doesn''t attack we''ll leave him alone." William warned the girls about the creature''s appearance and at the same time signaled that they shouldn''t attack him just because he was an ugly creature, after all, it wasn''t just because he was ugly as misfortune that he deserved to die, right?


    The creature gained more courage and began to walk faster in their direction, but he was still careful.


    Soon he arrived in Dany''s vision and she held on not to scream, these things came from someone''s nightmares, horrible, it was impossible not to feel scared.


    The creature ''stared'' at the three of them and raised its head as it tried to smell them.


    William and Emilly prepared to defend themselves if the creature attacked them.


    The creature approached William wanting to touch him, but suddenly it stopped and retreated in fear, he felt something and prepared to flee.


    Realizing that these strangers didn''t move, he became interested again, but he didn''t dare approach that being, he felt extreme danger when he approached.


    Sniffing the air the creature began to walk towards Dany, the girl was terrified of this action and tried to hide behind Emilly.


    "Don''t let him come near me" Dany was talking scared.


    The creature was still trying to reach her.


    "No!" Emilly moved and blocked the path of the creature, with the fright the creature retreated.


    The creature was scared, but still had an interest in Dany.


    "Perhaps it feels that Dany has Valyrian blood?" It inquired William while it realized the interest of the creature for Dany.


    "Or maybe he just wants to eat her because she'' s the most fragile," Emilly answered protectively, she had the sword ready to send that creature to hell.


    "Could be" William agreed as he approached the creature.


    "Send him away" Dany spoke as he tried to get as far away from the creature as possible.


    William got tired of the creature and amazed her, that being didn''t seem to want to attack them so it was better not to kill him.


    The creature got scared and ran away, but after a few feet, he stopped and kept looking at them.


    The trio started walking while the creature followed them from afar.


    After a while without any further encounters, William decided to stop, Dany was already very tired and hungry.


    "Let''s eat fruit today," William spoke as he thought the smell of roast beef might bring trouble.


    "I want some meat," Protested Emilly as he looked with doubts at William.


    Dany supported Emilly''s speech with his look.


    "Maybe the smell attracts more of those things," William spoke as he pointed to the creature that followed them from a distance.


    Emilly''s senses weren''t as good as William''s, so she didn''t realize that the creature was still around, but when William spoke she could ''see'' the creature.


    She took a stone and threw it at the creature, trying to scare it.


    "That shit''s still here!" She was cursing while throwing other stones.


    William looked at her action, and even though he didn''t want to hurt the creature, he didn''t care about the creature either, so he let Emilly do what he wanted.


    "I want a fruit," Dany, who was scared of one of those creatures, certainly didn''t want another one to appear, and knowing that strange being was around, she agreed with William''s idea.


    "Fuck them, I don''t care about them, I want meat, and if those things come we''ll kill them!" Emilly spoke as she became angry, and in addition to suffering from the stench, they would have to restrict their diet because of these ugly things? No fucking way.


    "Are you sure?" William asked as he stared at the creature, even if it was strange, it seemed harmless... maybe it wouldn''t be a problem to have others with it.


    "...but I don''t want others to come," protested the little white-haired girl.


    "Don''t be afraid, look, they are cowards" Emilly approached Dany and pointed to the fleeing creature, Dany couldn''t see, but Emilly''s line was accepted.


    They then ended up preparing a dignified meal with meat and other foods and as a result, other creatures were looking at them from afar.


    "It must be 20." Emilly spoke in surprise at the number of creatures looking at them from afar.


    "No, there are at least 50," William spoke as he gazed at those who were farthest away.


    Most of these creatures were like the first one they saw, but among them, there was a bigger one, almost twice the size, and one thing caught William''s attention.


    Unlike the other beings who did not appear to have a "gender," without sex organs, the bigger creature had a male organ.


    The other creatures acted in fear surrounded by this one, and at some point, this bigger creature attacked a smaller one and ate it, after it moved away the others attacked the remains of the body and devoured them to the bones, they were cannibals of their own people.


    "It''s getting dangerous, we must go faster," William spoke as he watched another of these larger beings emerge.


    "But I''m exhausted... I need to sleep," Dany spoke as she stared into the darkness, listening to the sound of these creatures and becoming afraid.


    Emilly who was looking at the creatures regrets her choice, things were stranger now.


    "Maybe we should kill them, it might get complicated if we don''t decrease their numbers..." Emilly talks as she points her eyes at Dany, if more of these things came up and decided to attack them, it would be hard for them to keep Dany protected.


    She was sorry for her actions, she never thought so many of these beings would live here.


    William listened to Emilly''s speech and thought about what to do, but then things forced him to act.


    Several other of these male creatures appeared and the small ones fled, the larger ones were more aggressive and were preparing to attack them.


    "They will attack us," William speaks as he prepares for the conflict.

 Strange creatures 3

    William had retreated into a narrower, dead-end passage, he stayed a few steps ahead of Emilly so that his movements wouldn''t get in the way of her and neither would his, the creatures were running close to them, and they started screaming, their screams were annoying, and they''re making William angry.


    These things were acting like monkeys, screaming and throwing little stones, the damn things were trying to provoke them.


    At the moment there were 12 of these bigger creatures, but a few others were hiding behind them, probably almost 100 in all.


    These larger versions of the others were more robust and taller, the small ones of before were like children of 7 years in height, these already reached the size of a tall adult from the north, but even so, they were much thinner than humans.


    "Why don''t they attack?" Emilly, who was on guard, asked as he watched the strange action of these creatures.


    "They''re smart, they''re provoking us, they want us to attack them," William responded while keeping an eye on all the movements of these things.


    Emilly remained silent, she was able to understand a little about the behavior of these creatures and what their purpose was.


    "Damn them!" Emilly screamed as he picked up a rock and threw it at one of them, the creature was hit on the forehead and staggered a little and then started screaming louder and was ready to attack.


    "Why do they want you to attack?" Dany who was hiding behind Emilly asked, she was scared of these monsters, but she felt safe with her friends.


    William and Emilly remained silent and did not look at her.


    Something clicked in Dany''s mind.


    "They want me?" She spoke vaguely.


    "They want me, don''t they?" She speaks with a trace of fear in her voice.


    That''s really it, for some reason these creatures had a strong interest in Dany, and they were trying to drive William and Emilly away so they could get to her.


    "I don''t know, but don''t worry, we''re here. "William responded as he picked up a rock from the ground and threw it at one of them, unlike the small rock Emilly threw, the rock he threw was big, and so when he hit one of those creatures over the head it opened his skull and brain matter was scattered in the air.


    The creatures were surprised by this event and began to drag their ''brother''s'' body.


    Soon they ran and attacked the group, they no longer wanted to provoke.


    These creatures were clever, but still dumb beasts, and without an organization, they ran for William to kill them with his sword.


    William held his short sword tight and tidied up his posture, everything Ser Rodrik taught him would be used now.


    The creature at the front leaped William.Stolen story; please report.


    With a quick movement of the sword from top to bottom and moving his body to adjust his posture to the blow, the sword hit the creature that was cut in two parts, and he prepared for the next ones.


    The next ones arrived together and there were 3, William could make a horizontal stroke, but he would risk breaking the sword and even if it wasn''t a big problem, he would prefer to take another action.


    With a circular leg blow, William hit the one in front, sending him flying toward the other, causing the two of them to hit each other and get in the way of the next ones.


    The third managed to deflect, but lost speed and was greeted with a quick sword stroke that took his head off.


    After beheading the third, William kicked him toward the group that was running to him, in a way to stop the fast advance.


    It was necessary to diminish the possibility that one of them could pass him.


    It was partially effective, but there were several running, about 30, and only a few were obstructed, the rest without worrying about their ''brothers'' running over, trampling and killing those who fell.


    These things were fast and agile, luckily they weren''t very strong or resistant, William could kill them with one blow, his punches or kicks were more than enough to kill them or at least incapacitate them.


    Unfortunately, the tunnel was wide enough for some to pass, by that time there were more than 70 of them, apart from a large number of those who died and slowly built a wall between them and William''s group.


    These things were played without worrying about their lives, they wanted something and that ''thing'' was probably Dany, but to their misfortune, when they managed to escape from the ''God of Death,'' the few who passed were faced with the ''Lady Death.


    Emilly may have been much weaker than William, but she was a trained warrior from her childhood, and with the improvements, after they saw a Lycan, she was a ''Goddess of War,'' even making Athens jealous of her.


    With her black leather clothes glued to her body, Emilly was incredibly sexy, but the function of this outfit was protection not beauty, it was leather to allow her to be agile and she was.


    Her favorite weapon was the long sword, but since the space was small, she wore a short sword like William, but unlike him, she wore a small shield.


    The creature that passed ran unrestrained in her direction, Emilly with a decisive blow beheaded her, it was her favorite blow.


    A quick, strong blow to the neck, and then he struck the shield to throw his body out of his way, or against another opponent, and continued with a new beheading.


    Her service was much lighter than that of William, who stood like a farmer cutting wheat, and like a Spartan kicking Persians, every second a hurricane in human form.


    She was much more majestic in her actions but still fearsome.


    Dany seeing these two powerful warriors in front of her ended up losing her fear, she was a little nauseous from all that blood, guts and bodies torn to pieces, but a fire burned inside her, she wanted to be able to fight too!


    She held tight the little dagger she used as protection and hoped to have a chance to attack something, even if some part of her was still shy and stopped her from doing such madness, she was looking forward to getting strong.


    That''s what she wanted, she wanted to be strong for herself!


    Her eyes glowed with delight at the glorious performance of William and Emilly, they asked one of them to teach her.


    ''William and Emilly are so beautiful, I hadn''t seen...'' Dany thought vaguely, in the end, heroes and heroines have a call for more, heroic acts are always attractive.


    William was kicking the last of those things, the creature flew like a ball, and the head that hit the wall exploded like a watermelon.


    "It was cool," William spoke with a little joy, a Lycan and its habits.


    Emilly, who had a little smile on her lips, couldn''t help but agree with her head.


    "Very disgusting" Dany who was back to normal, ran near the wall to vomit to be dinner.


    William and Emilly laughed.


    "You''ll get used to it," Emilly approached Dany and tapped her little sister on the shoulders, she tried to support and encourage her.


    Dany looked briefly at her friend and then went back to her ''job'', her face turned pale.


    ''I don''t want to get accustomed to it!'' Dany complained while vomiting.


    "Girls, we have company again, we need to get out of here," William spoke as he gazed in surprise at the thing crawling toward them, toward the corpses.


    Emilly and Dany turned and saw a creature that released a blossoming light and had a large, long body covered with something like stones.

 Lost World

    The trio was some distance away from the battlefield they were looking at that giant and strange monster.


    The creature was as wide as four men and its length was at least 20 meters, its skin was like big rocks and if it stood still it could be confused with the environment, from the cracks in the rocks a strange kind of plant or parasite was attached to the body and these things glow in the dark with a fluorescent light.


    "Is that a Fireworm?" Dany asks as she looks at the monster that is focused on its ''food''.


    "I''m not sure, but it must be something like that, maybe some different kind of Giant Worms," William replies as he gazes at the monster with a surprised face.


    "You say that because he didn''t spitfire? But... maybe he just didn''t do it for now." Emilly starts talking about her point of view.


    "The only thing I''ve heard about anything that matches the characteristics is the Fireworm." Emilly keeps saying what she thought.


    "Yes, me too, but have you ever heard of those other creatures?" William tried to explain his point since there were unknown creatures, perhaps that monster was a variant of the well-known Fireworms.


    "True... but at least it explains why the environment has changed so much, these things dig through walls." Emilly decided to give up her argument, it wasn''t something important, even if it was fascinating to see such a creature, it was still something that scared her.


    "I wonder if there are any more strange things in here?" Dany asks as she looks around and approaches William.


    "Probably yes, but still, you needn''t be afraid, remember how we fought? We will take care of you." William tries to reassure her, it was frightening to think that anything they heard might be somewhere in that tomb, and even unknown things were here.


    "What should we call those creatures?" Dany asked as she stared at the bodies of the dead monsters.


    "I don''t know, maybe Gollum?" William spoke as he found those things like Lord of the Rings Gollum.


    "Gollum"? What does that mean? I think Ghoul would be better." Emilly makes her point.


    "Well, I thought the name Gollum was good for them, but Ghoul is good too... What do you think Dany?" William thought the name Emilly spoke was good too, maybe Dany had some idea for it.


    ¡°... I don''t know... let''s think some more, then we''ll decide" Dany spoke with some doubt, that would be the name these creatures, they would have needed some more certainty about it.


    Everyone agreed that they needed more time to decide what the name of this species would be, but for the time being, they would distinguish the small from the big ones with the explanation ''elite'', the normal ones were either cubs or some kind of slave, while the bigger ones were the warriors, so for the time being the small ones would be called creatures and the big ones would be called elite creatures and when the name was decided their qualification would stay with ''elite'' for those bigger ones.


    They walked again could not waste time, Dany was already tired it was necessary to find a place for her to rest and overnight.


    While several of the creatures were watching them and some were following them, occasionally an elite creature would arrive, but as he was alone he would hide and not follow them.


    Little other insectlike creatures were around, they were a form of giant cockroaches, these cockroaches were the size of a pigeon, the girls were very disgusted with them.


    In time some fluorescent mushrooms began to appear on the walls, and from time to time small fountains of water were found on the wall.


    "A mushroom forest, have you ever seen anything like this?" Dany asked while looking at all this sea of mushrooms, there were all kinds and sizes, if they had to be unlucky even poisons would exist there.


    "Never" Emilly answered as she stared at that scene before his eyes, it was somehow magical and beautiful that image.


    "I''ve only read it in books," William replied as he acted as the girls did, it was impossible not to marvel at this underground world.This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.


    The more they walked, the more things were emerging, from monsters to an underground mushroom forest, even a legendary Fireworm, or whatever.


    Maybe they''d find a hydra or medusa down here? Well, this wasn''t a tale world about Greek myths, but who knows...


    "There must be a good place to camp." Emilly talks as he points to a place that was relatively dry and protected, it was a good place indeed.


    "Okay, let''s stay there," William agrees and starts setting up the tent.


    The girls look around to make sure nothing was around.


    "Why does he take a big backpack and two small ones?" Dany asked curious about William''s decision.


    "He''s silly and wants to act like a pack donkey." Emilly answers with malice.


    William who was setting up camp listens and almost falls.


    ''I just wanted to be a gentleman...'' William thinks in reply, perhaps he should abandon his archaic idea and be more modern... ?


    The girls started laughing low as they looked at him.


    "He got angry," Dany speaks provocatively, she was learning some tricks from her friend.


    "Yeesssss, but he''s cute when he''s angry" Emilly talks as she looks at William''s expression.


    Dany did not yet know that these two were not blood brothers and sisters, she had not suspected Emilly sleeping with William all night, her room was close to theirs, but it had good sound isolation in the couple''s room, and their nocturnal ''talks'' were not heard by the young woman.


    But this information was about to be revealed to her, not that the couple were going to make their `talks'' while she was assisted, but that it was impossible for them not to interact in a more intimate way than a brother and sister were supposed to act...


    Of course, if you think of Cersei and Jaime, or the ancient Targaryen kings, this behavior was common, but Dany was about to be surprised, how would she react?


    William planned to make two small tents for them to sleep in, it would be him and Emilly, and Dany in the other, at least that''s what he thought.


    "We''ll sleep together, right?" Dany looks at Emilly and seeks her confirmation, even if the girl was already more used to the place and her fear was slowly disappearing, it was still scary to stay in this place, she did not want to sleep alone.


    "I''m going to sleep with Will" Emilly speaks with some doubt in her voice and sees the despair that comes in her friend''s eyes and she becomes uncertain if she would do that, but she couldn''t sleep away from him anymore, what could she do?


    "Why? I know you always sleep together... I think it''s lovely, much better than the way I was with my... and Viserys were, but please I''m afraid." Dany begged while grabbing her friend''s hand, she was too scared to be alone, she thought it was cute that the two of them stayed in the same room every night... but, she was scared now.


    Emilly was in doubt, her protective nature was making her want to talk yes, and thus relieving her friend''s fear, but she looked at William, who was shocked by the news and was a little saddened by it.


    "You can sleep with her..." William even said that he was accustomed to sleeping hugging his older sister''s body, he knew it was better that way, Emilly could protect Dany ... well, even if it was impossible for anything to come near him without him knowing.


    "Please," Dany spoke as she gained more confidence from William''s words, but the decision would still be Emilly''s, so she looked at her friend with puppy eyes.


    Emilly was about to give in to her friend''s request, but then an idea came up.


    "I only accept if it''s the three of us together" Emilly spoke with a mischievous smile on her face, and she knew Dany was still faking to be angry with William, and in that way, she would force her stubborn friend to be ashamed and stop acting distantly towards him.


    Dany turned red from her friend''s words and looked to William for help.


    William was surprised by Emilly''s words, and he couldn''t help but get excited about the idea.


    "Could be "He spoke as he avoided Dany''s begging look and looked forward to the outcome, who would say no to that idea? He certainly wouldn''t run from that.


    Dany turned red and looked at her friend.


    "I cannot sleep side by side with a man..." Dany tried to put some sense into your friend''s head.


    "Who says it''s going to be on the side? It''ll be you on one side, me in the middle and Will in the other." Emilly talks with a smile of fulfillment, she was excited about the idea of sleeping with them but she didn''t want Dany to be so close to Will, she was jealous after all.


    A small disappointment sparkled in William''s eyes, but he remained silent.


    "...If that''s the case, fine." Dany decided to accept, her face turned red, but she''d be close to Emilly and away from William, so she was fine, right?


    Emilly smiled and told William to just set up a tent for them, well he was already doing that anyway.


    When they lay down Emilly grabbed William and left a free hand for her fearful friend to hold.


    "...Aren''t you guys a little too close?" Dany looking at that scene couldn''t help but ask, she felt a bit of discomfort seeing them that way, it seemed very... romantic?


    "I can only sleep like this," Emilly answered without looking at her friend.


    Before bed, Dany was sure she heard the sound of a kiss, but she was not sure and now with the entrance closed she could not see very well.


    ''They are strangers'' Dany thought before he fell asleep, what brothers slept like that? She''s never heard of it before.


    Actually, she has, but she just couldn''t connect the dots because of her tiredness.


    The other day.


    They managed to walk a good distance, some small groups of elite creatures attacked them, but they were easily destroyed, not a large group with more than 10 was found.


    They had arrived in a wider place and because of the large number of flowering mushrooms, they could see that it had a radius of at least 80 meters to all sides and that at the highest part there were some flying creatures.


    "This is really a lost world..." William spoke in wonder at all the things he saw in his path.


    "Look what it is?" Emilly pointed to a great flying figure.


    They all looked and saw the thing when the thing stopped the little white-haired girl couldn''t help but scream when she saw the winged creature.

 Fantastic Creatures and where to find them

    "Dragon?" Dany shouted as she looked in surprise at the winged creature.


    The creature had reptile scales and long wings, its body was robust, but small its color was moss green and with gray spots.


    "No, that''s a Wyvern, look he had a beak instead of a mouth," William speaks as he points out one of the simplest differences between the two species if you''ll look at the head of a Wyvern more like a pterodactyl.


    "Is it a Brindled Wyvern?" Emilly asks as she looks in wonder at the creature, even if Wyvern was easily found by those who wished to adventure into the Sothoryos region, this was the first time she saw one of these creatures in her life.


    "Beak? I can''t see straight." Dany was trying to see the beautiful winged reptile better, unfortunately, she couldn''t see so well, even if the mood was lit by the blossoming light of this mushroom forest, the human sight suffered because of the low light.


    It was a smaller, glare-free version of a dragon, but for someone who loved dragons so much, it was already a very interesting thing for her.


    "Well, I think it must be some mutation of brindled Wyvern... maybe they were created or changed because they''ve been stuck here so long," William answered Emilly''s questions, it was inevitable that some changes would happen when creatures stay for so many generations in a place so different from their natural habitat.


    "True, they''re smaller... about ten feet tall;" Emilly agreed with his argument, that would make sense after all.


    Wyvern was walking through the wall like a bat.


    "Is it hunting something?" William eventually spoke his thoughts, and the girls held their breath as they realized it.


    "It wouldn''t be us, right?" Dany asks with a little discomfort, even if it wasn''t a dragon, it would be sad for her if he attacked them, the result would also be something horrible for her, in which case some of them would die, and she felt sad that somehow this little Wyvern wouldn''t stand a chance against her two demi-god bodyguards.


    Of course, she wouldn''t want either of them to get hurt, but the best thing for her was that this Wyvern would just leave.


    Soon the Wyvern threw himself and went towards a mushroom that was on top of a big rock, the mushroom was big and long, a little strange actually.


    When Wyvern was on top of the mushroom, the mushroom moved.


    "Is it alive?" Emilly talks as she looks shocked at the mushroom that seems to stand up and stand guard against Wyvern.


    It was another monster, a humanoid who possessed the body in a similar way to the mushrooms, but with structures that resembled a humanoid being, the head, if it can be said that way... it was a big hat and wrapped in it there were several other little hats, it was a body that would cause itching and discomfort in someone who possessed


    tripophobia, because several small and big holes were all over this creature''s body, a disgusting sight.


    The Wyvern threw himself on top of the ''mushroom man'' and used his beak to pull large pieces out of the creature''s body, the prey, on the other hand, was desperately trying to get rid of his attacker, but unfortunately, this Wyvern was very aggressive and much stronger than the ''mushroom man''.This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    "What a strange creature!" Dany says as she watches that ''mushroom man''.


    "This place is strange!" William says as he walks again, even if it was fascinating to see this predation, there was no reason for them to stay here and waste time.


    "Hey, wait for me!" Emilly, who watched the predation, didn''t realize that William and Dany were already walking.


    They continued to walk, and along the way new plants and strange little animals appeared, luckily there were few encounters with the elite creatures, so they didn''t waste any time, but William still saw that the first creature they encountered was still following them.


    ''What a strange creature, if it were cute I could adopt as my pet, but it''s very ugly,'' William thought as he became suspicious of that creature''s strange behavior.


    A few yards ahead there was a fork in the road, and the one on the left had a door, the whole wall was intact, only a few mosses and mushrooms grew around it, a place that hadn''t been dug, like the entrance to the tomb.


    They obviously realized that this should be the right way and so they walked in that direction, Dany made a small cut on his finger and the door opened just like the entrance gate.


    When they entered there was one more small fork, in fact, they were two doors that would lead parallel to the front, they would need to choose which way to go.


    "What now?" Emilly asks while suspiciously looking at those doors.


    "Well, one of those would probably be an easy path, the other a difficult one," William speaks as he searches his book to see if he could get some useful information.


    "What do you mean one easy path and the other difficult?" Dany asks without understanding what William meant by that explanation.


    "Basically one of those paths is a trap," Emilly answers to her friend.


    "The right way would be without danger, the trap... well, it could be anything." Emilly talks while continuing to explain to Dany.


    "And how do we choose?" Dany asks while she gets scared of the possibility of entering the trap.


    "That is his job." Emilly talks while pointing to William, there was no way to be sure of the way, the best they could do was deduce through some information.


    "I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to know first?" William speaks as he saves the book.


    The girls looked at each other and talked at the same time.


    "The good news."


    "Well, the good news is that the trap is not certain death, it''s organized in an arena..." William speaks as he tries to explain the information he found.


    "Arena? What do you mean?" Emilly asks intrigued.


    "Many creatures will be there, in various rooms and we will have to pass through it" William speaks as he deduces the information, it could be something dangerous, how simple it could be for them.


    "And the bad one?" Dany asks.


    "The bad news is that there was a way to know which was the right way ... but the clues for that would be on the way here. And as we know, everything here was destroyed and dug. There''s no way to avoid that trap, other than to get lucky." William spoke as he spoke the last point he discovered.


    "What the fuck!" Emilly complains about the problem that has arisen.


    They were a little silent while they looked at the doors and then Dany decided to speak.


    "For which one we go?" Dany speaks while looking suspiciously at the doors.


    The two answer simultaneously.


    "The left" speaks Emilly.


    "The right" William speaks while pointing.


    Dany gets a confused face and Emilly and William look surprised and talk together again.


    "Left then" William speaks.


    "Right then" Emilly speaks while pointing.


    Dany makes a surprised face and waits for them to speak again.


    Emilly looks at them both and goes toward the right door and opens.


    "We go this way..." Emilly talks and takes a step into the room.


    The door closes.


    William is surprised and runs to the door and tries to open it, but it won''t open.


    Dany is paralyzed as she watches the whole event.


    "Emilly, are you all right?" William screams worried.


    "Yes, but..." Emilly''s voice comes from the other side of the door.


    "But what?" William speaks.


    "That''s the right way... you''ll have to go through the trap..." It was noticeable that Emilly was sad, but there was nothing to do now, it was unexpected that the door would close in such a short time.


    "All right, we''ll meet you on the way out," William answers trying to reassure her, he turns and looks at Dany.


    "For now it is only us two." He talks while smiling, but the smile didn''t reach his eyes.


    It was a surprise event, a complete accident, they didn''t think they''d end up separating like that.


    And now what will William and Dany find?

 Dark?

    William was walking near Dany the girl was terrified of this place, it was a narrow, dark path, William chose not to light a torch so they could count on the surprise factor and maximize protection.


    Obviously, it wasn''t just so that Dany would hold on to him and not let him get away from her for even a second. Who would do that?


    "It must be a short place, it makes no sense to be too long and the creatures here must be dead, it''s been closed for a long time and unlike the other places, it hasn''t been excavated here. "William tried to calm Dany, but the girl was very frightened and only made small sounds in agreement, not even talking.


    Soon they approached the entrance to the first ''arena'', now they were going to find out what they should expect to find on this path.


    The first thing they noticed when entering was that the walls had some strange symbols that glowed in grey and made the place a little visible.


    The place was about 200m2 and it was square with small entrances in the corners that were small for any human to pass through, it was small for a duel, it was probably that reason for being small, it was an attempt to make things difficult.


    "There''s nothing here?" Dany asked as she whispered, she didn''t want to warn anything that was hiding in this place.


    "There''s something, but take it easy, it''s coming slowly towards us," William spoke as he used his hand that he didn''t hold the sword to get through the girl''s head.


    Dany trembled to hear that there was something in this suspicious place, but she was somewhat reassured by William''s action, and she nodded in agreement.


    "Will is strong, shouldn''t be dangerous... Dany was trying to convince herself and at the same time that some form of courage was beginning to be born inside her, her will to have the strength to defend herself was growing and she would soon be unable to control herself and try to overcome her limits, she was not born to be a coward, she was born to be a legend!


    "When this thing comes I want you to stay behind me and pay attention not to go too far. I won''t let anything bad happen to her," William began to explain how she should act, now that Emilly wasn''t about to be the second line of defense Dany needed to be more attentive to her defense.


    "If anything comes near you, you shouldn''t be afraid and then you should try to run toward me. Never run away from me, close I can take care of it, but far away may be late, you understand?" William spoke calmly, and in the end, he was a little harsher, he needed her to do the right thing in case she ran away in despair.


    "Okay, I''ll do it right, don''t worry Will...William." Dany spoke and ended up calling him by the way she thought, she didn''t treat him so informally out of her mind, a bit of discomfort surfaced in Dany''s young heart.


    William was focused on the things that were coming out of the little tunnels and didn''t realize the intimate way Dany called him, and without him noticing, she was returning to be that friend he had in Pentos.


    Three things were coming out of the tunnels, it was some plant-based creature, several yellowish vines started to drag a big red ball that should be the body of the thing, it was a strange creature, it was like a spider, but the whole creature was a living plant form, at least it was what it appeared to be.


    It resembled a spider because it had several lianas in front of its body, but it was much more grotesque than a spider, the lianas possessed about 2 to 3 meters each, and each of these creatures possessed at least 10 of these lianas.


    The first creature that managed to bring its body out of the tunnel was the smallest of them, but still, it was much larger than any human, the paws or vines, stuck firmly to the ground and brought the creature forward by moving it.


    Dany wanted to follow her impulse to scream and ask William what that thing was, but she managed to control herself and not shiver and fear, and she focused on the creatures, she wouldn''t make things worse than they were.


    William didn''t want to waste time, much less give the other two creatures a chance to join the first.


    Even without knowing if those things would attack him, he took the initiative to attack.


    With one quick move they approached, and even though the creature was only a short time away she used her vines to attack him, the moves were as quick as a soldier human''s attack.


    William was quicker than the vines'' attacks and deflected most of them, At the last of the attacks, he used his sword to deflect, and then close to the creature he used it to cut the body of the thing.


    A loud metal noise hitting something solid was heard.


    ''Shit the sword almost broke'' William cursed in his mind as he looked at the result.


    Even though the sword was of excellent quality and its attack was powerful, the creature suffered only a small ''injury'', in fact, only a small mark of the sword remained on his hard body.


    With a quick reaction, William decided to kick it against the wall.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.


    The kick was strong and the creature was thrown several yards back, but it was not enough.


    ''It''s too heavy. "William thought surprised as he dodged the vines that were attacking him, the creature was too heavy and his attack didn''t do what he wanted, even though his body grew stronger each day he wasn''t strong enough to be called unstoppable, and now a resilient enemy emerged, a headache.


    Well, things weren''t so dramatic, William realized that his kick had wounded the creature, apparently it was resistant to cuts, but not as resistant to blunt damage.


    Knowing what he was supposed to do, William began to move toward the ''monster-plant.


    The vine blows were more organized and more difficult to dodge, but they were still too slow and he managed to get close, and this time he used kicks and punches, he was trying to break and crush the creature with his blows.


    No surprise a noise of something breaking was heard and the creature stopped moving.


    But before William could celebrate, the other two appeared, and they were bigger than the first.


    He was supposed to use the same tactic, but it would be more difficult, the vines of these new ''monster-plants'' were 4~5 meters long, and that made him have to be more careful, he still didn''t know if they were poisonous, if they were they could be even more dangerous.


    Maybe in the last plan, he would have to turn into Lycan, but things were still easy, and it was not necessary for him to use all his assets.


    This time the whip attacks of these creatures are much more complex, these monsters attacked simultaneously, and William needed to use his sword to deflect several attacks.


    He advanced quickly by making a path in ''Z'' to hinder the attacks of these things, and it was working.


    When he got close enough he struck, but couldn''t hit hard enough to kill him and had to retreat and prepare his advance again.


    The ''plant monster'' that was hit got slower and out of its 14 vines only half kept moving, but things didn''t get much easier, these things learned and were making more complex movements and the advance in ''Z'' was a bad idea, it wouldn''t work again.


    William advanced while the creatures circulated, and from time to time he changed their movements so that their patterns were not easy to identify and worked partially.


    A vine ended up hitting him in the arm and tore off his leather armor, and he managed to make a cut on his arm and blood began to flow.


    ''Shit'' William cursed for being careless, even with all his advantages he was wounded, even though the wound would soon heal was undoubtedly a humiliation.


    But it was justifiable, he didn''t train with everything he could do, and that made even the potential there, things weren''t accomplished perfectly.


    Dany, who was watching from a distance, realized that William had been hurt, and she became apprehensive, her heart grew weird, she was worried.


    William became a little angry, and his body grew a little stronger and faster with a more brutal advance he reached out to the creatures and struck them hard.


    First a kick ended the life of that wound, and then a flurry of blows in the second and the thing died.


    They were strong creatures, no doubt a lethal threat to humans, but they were brutalized by William.


    Dany came running to him and looked at him worried.


    "Did you get hurt?" She asked as she searched for the wound.


    "No, just cut the leather armor, look," William showed him the spot the ''monster-plant'' had hit him in, now it was just vain in the armor and there was no trace of blood or injury.


    Dany couldn''t see very well, so she used her delicate fingers to pass the place to make sure nothing was wrong.


    Her eyes were filled with tears, she was scared, the blows from those monsters were too many and too fast, she couldn''t even see straight, she just listened to the sound of the blows against the ground and it scared her, she was afraid of losing William, she was afraid of losing her friend.


    Tiny tears flowed down Dany''s delicate face while a smile was on her lips, she wanted to say something, but because of her somewhat out-of-control emotions she couldn''t, she just stared at him as tears flowed down her face.


    "What is it?" William asked worriedly as he carefully held her shoulders as he looked into the anguished face of his friend.


    "Nothing" Dany managed to speak, but her emotions eventually faded, and she began to cry and hugged William as she resolved.


    ''Why is everything so difficult?'' Dany wondered while all her fear eventually escaped in a burst of tears, she suffered so much, and when the seams seemed to get better they found themselves in a place like this, a place that was so scary full of strange things that they tried to kill them.


    She didn''t want to suffer anymore, she wanted to be happy and she wanted her friends to go too, but now she couldn''t do anything but stand behind them while they were risking their lives and protecting her!


    She felt guilty for being a burden in this place and hated herself for not having the strength or courage to do anything!


    "Dany spoke as he lifted his face a little to look at William, who looked at her worried.


    "For what? There''s nothing you''ve done. "William was trying to console her.


    She sobbed some more and if she forced herself to speak, it was so hard for her to speak now.


    "I... I don''t help, I just disturb you! "Dany spoke while a strong wave of crying hit her, why was she weak? Why was she so fragile? She hated herself for being like that.


    William looked at her in surprise at her speech, he knew more about her than she knew about herself, he imagined it was several things that made the ''dam'' break, but he tried to speak only using the things of the moment.


    "Don''t talk like that, I basically forced you to come here for my selfish desires, you''re strong to walk in this scary place! "William didn''t have much skill in that area, but he was trying to comfort his friend.


    Dany was trying to hold back her cry, but it was hard for her to feel horrible about being the way she was.


    "You... you''re my friends! I have to help, you''ve already helped me so much..." Dany was trying to express some of her suffering, but her emotions were out of control.


    William was at a loss to know what to do, he didn''t know how to help her and being struck by her emotions, he felt a strong desire to care for her and protect her, this damn personality of his made him take impulsive action.


    He used his right hand to lift Dany''s delicate face a little and with his left hand, he wiped some of the tears from her face and then a pair of violet eyes and a pair of celestial blue eyes met and out of his lucids he acted on the impulse, and their lips met, with that a wet kiss from the tears of a young girl was born.


    The sadness of the young woman was eventually forgotten and a little happiness was being born.


    It was a delicate kiss, but still strong, he was trying to erase her fears, he was trying to say that he would be there for her.


    And she answered the kiss with anxiety and fear, she longed for affection and was afraid of losing those she cared about.


    It was a small connection between the soul of someone who by nature was protective, with someone who by nature wanted to be cared for.


    A spark of a romance was born, but it was not possible to know whether that romance would persist in the face of the uncertainties of such a dark, complex and rude world.

 Consequences and Doubts About the Future

    It had been a while since they had kissed, now things were strange between them, Dany somehow felt strange, but she didn''t know how to act, she just kept avoiding contact with his eyes, somehow she felt angry that he took advantage of her weakness, but somehow she was also happy with what happened.


    It was so confusing to her.


    ''Shit. What have I done? Emilly''s going to kill me,'' William was a little surprised at his behavior, he had no idea he''d be so impulsive.


    It was undeniable that he felt something special about Dany, but he was already in some form of relationship with Emilly and now he just complicated things.


    He had no idea how to fix things, in a moment of impulse he ended up throwing himself on the fire and things will come out of his hands.


    He knew that Emilly was very jealous and this world was certainly not an anime, he was definitely screwed.


    If it was a political marriage, just using benefits to unite people in a polygamous relationship could happen in this world.


    But an affective relationship with two women for love?


    He didn''t have that hope. Well, maybe a little...


    "Let''s go... they must still have a few more things to do and then we''ll meet Emilly." William said something random just so they''d keep going, there was no point in them standing here in such a bizarre atmosphere.


    Dany was walking a little further away from William, she had several thoughts in mind, and she didn''t know how to act from now on.


    ''Emilly as her brother can be so bad...,'' Dany kept thinking that from time to time.


    William was really screwed.


    The hallway was getting narrower and the ground was slippery, some form of slimy liquid was everywhere.


    "Watch out for this slippery one," William warned in a low voice. He was still wondering what would happen when Emilly found out.


    They walked a few more feet until Dany, who was distracted by the things that had just happened, slipped and fell toward the wall.


    "Ouch!" Dany let out a little cry of surprise.


    William reacted quickly and reached out to her trying to help her avoid getting hurt, but things went wrong.


    The sound of tearing clothes was heard.


    Dany had gotten his clothes stuck to the wall, and when William helped her, he ended up pulling her and stealing her.


    "What are you doing?" Dany asked in surprise as she held up her clothes so as not to reveal something that he shouldn''t have seen.


    "I''m sorry, I didn''t want..." William tried to defend himself, he acted on his reactions and that ended up creating a little extra problem...


    ''What the fuck is going on today?'' William wondered.


    Dany was surprised, but she knew it was not his fault.


    "If you turn around I''ll change clothes" Dany spoke while looking for another outfit to wear.


    William followed her request and waited for her to change.


    Things were getting weirder and weirder between them, the universe making little intimate things happen from time to time.This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    The path began to get wider, and they found themselves in another small ''arena''. But this time only a few bones were waiting for them, the monsters must have died a long time ago and no one else ended up here.


    Emilly was sitting while she waited for William and Dany, and when she was thinking about getting some sleep since the area she was in was no danger at all, she heard the sound of a door being pushed.


    "I think we''re out," William spoke as he looked back at where Dany was.


    Soon the sound of footsteps was heard and William prepared for the confrontation, but he smelled a familiar smell and then Emilly jumped up and grabbed him.


    "You''re late, too long.," Emilly spoke as he hugged him tightly.


    "Some things have happened...and we''ve been delayed," William responded as he hugged her guiltily.


    Then she let him go and went to hug her little sister.


    "How are you? Did William do something wrong?" Emilly spoke as she looked at her friend''s clothes, she realized she''d changed her clothes and realized that William''s smell was in Dany and the smell of Dany was in William.


    "I... I slipped and my clothes tore, William held me down so I wouldn''t get hurt," Dany replied as she tried to hide her face, she felt ashamed of what had happened between her and William.


    But it wasn''t yet the time for her to tell her friend that her brother was so rude.


    "...Didn''t you have any problems here?" William asked, trying to deflect the subject, he planned to tell her what happened when they were away from this place, it would be awful to tell her here.


    He wouldn''t do anything else wrong, but he couldn''t pretend he hadn''t done anything wrong.


    "Nothing happened here, it''s almost a perfect place to rest." Emilly answers as she hugs him again.


    This time Dany chose to stay in a separate tent.


    While they were getting ready for bed, William couldn''t hold on and had to count.


    "Emy, I have something to tell you," William held Emilly''s hands lovingly and prepared to tell.


    "What is it? You''re not resisting and you want to do something naughty.? I have to tell you I don''t want to spoil it with my friend''s ingenuity, she may end up seeing." Emilly started wandering around for some random conversation.


    "It''s not that..." William was thinking of a way to speak to minimize the impact.


    "Dany had a crying crisis and went bad..." William began to speak about the circumstances of the facts.


    "What happened to her?" Emilly asked while showing concern.


    "Relax, I''ll tell you everything. "William spoke as he tried to lessen her anxiety.


    William told how things happened and then Dany had the crying crisis.


    "I... I was affected and something did... I kissed her," William spoke as he looked into Emilly''s eyes.


    Emilly remained silent, trying to understand what he''d said to her, and then a tear dripped down her cheek.


    "Are you breaking up with me?" Emilly asks as she is struck by a feeling of sadness.


    William felt awful to see her that way.


    "No! I''m telling you what ended up happening, I don''t want you to go away from me." William speaks as he tries to express his feelings.


    "How can you do that? You''re a bastard! "Emilly talks and walks away from her while tears begin to flow down her beautiful face.


    "I''m sorry! Yes, I am! I know I was wrong, but it doesn''t change my feeling about you "William tries to express himself, an excuse couldn''t work things out, she''d have to get over it on her own.


    "How dare you say that? You betrayed me! And you cheated on her! You are shit!" Emilly started fighting with him as her emotions got out of control.


    "You used me and now you want to use her?" Emilly couldn''t understand what he was doing.


    "That''s not... that'' s a lie! I didn''t lie to you and I didn''t lie to her, I''m telling you, I know I was wrong and I don''t expect you to forgive me, I just want you to know that. I don''t want to lose you!" William defended himself while trying to make his feelings explicit.


    "THEN WHY DID YOU DO IT?" Emilly screams and ends up getting Dany''s attention.


    "Don''t know. I don''t know! But, it does not change what I feel for you! " William speaks while wondering if he had any salvation. He made a wrong, he blamed himself for doing what he did, but there was nothing he could do to go back, he didn''t even know if he wanted to go back.


    Emilly kept crying and looking at him.


    "Get out of here I need some time to think." Emilly says as he turns to the other side.


    "Okay, I''m really sorry, but I can''t stop myself from feeling what I feel. "William speaks in a low voice and leaves the tent.


    When he comes out, William sees Dany looking at him, she wants to know what happened, But, he didn''t want to talk now, so he leaves and walks away.


    A sleepless night awaited him. It was impossible to escape the consequences of his actions, now he would have to endure the results, but he would fight for what he wanted, he wouldn''t give up.


    The other day they woke up and a strange atmosphere surrounded them, Dany did not understand what was happening, but remained silent, they soon entered a very wide place.


    It was the Boss''s room, and there in a side standing asleep was the giant monster over 18 meters long and over 3 meters high, an opponent they would have to challenge.