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Jon Snow POV
Somewhere beyond the Wall, 290 AC, Some time later.
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For Jon, however, the agenda was intense and meticulously planned to ensure that every moment was fully utilized:
- In the morning: Jon trained with Brynden in his visions seeing figures from the past, honing his skills in fencing, military tactics, leadership, kingdom maintenance, oratory, philosophy, and languages. This intensive training prepared Jon to be a wise leader, skilled strategist, and effective communicator.
Jon Snow, under the tutelage of Brynden, the Three-Eyed Raven, embarked on a learning journey that transcended time and space. Each morning, while the mist still covered the ground of Arctic, Jon joined Brynden in a communion of minds, diving into the depths of past visions to learn from the most legendary figures of his world.
"Brynden, show me the fencing of Yi-Ti. I want to understand the art that shaped the greatest warriors beyond the Narrow Sea," Jon requested, eyes fixed and curious.
"As you wish, Jon," Brynden nodded, as the vision before them changed, transporting them to an ancient dojo in Yi-Ti.
"The grace and precision... it's like a dance," Jon observed, amazed, as a master swordsman demonstrated fluid and precise movements.
"Exactly, Jon. The fencing of Yi-Ti is less about brute force and more about movement, anticipation, and control. Observe their feet, their balance, how they move in harmony with the sword," Brynden explained, calm gestures indicating each significant movement.
"Now, show me the warriors of the Age of Heroes. I want to learn from the best of our own history," Jon requested, eager for more knowledge.
"Sure," Brynden replied, and the scene changed to an ancient battlefield.
"They fight with a passion and strength that seem almost superhuman," Jon commented, impressed by the intensity of the ancient heroes.
"They were heroes, Jon, but they were also men. Learn from their strength, but remember their flaws. Even the greatest of heroes can be defeated," Brynden advised, his voice laden with ancient wisdom.
As Jon continued his training, he also dedicated himself to learning war tactics. Brynden showed him the great battles of the past, explaining the strategies used, the movements of armies, and how leaders thought and reacted.
"Every battle is a lesson. I see how a small mistake can change the course of a war," Jon reflected, after hours of observation and discussion.
"Exactly. War is a living chess game, Jon. Each piece, each move counts. Learn to think ten steps ahead, to see the battlefield not just with your eyes, but with your mind," Brynden instructed, each word reinforcing the importance of strategy and foresight.
Jon spent hours discussing tactics, asking, challenging, and refining his understanding of the art of war. With each passing day, Jon Snow not only grew in skill and knowledge but also in wisdom and understanding, preparing himself to be the leader that Arctic and its people needed and to make his kingdom prosper.
Every afternoon: As the sun reached its zenith in the sky, Jon Snow and Thor met in the center of the construction site, surrounded by maps, models, and various forging tools. The sound of hammers echoing from the dwarf forges formed the backdrop as they delved into the intricate planning process for the future city of Arctic.
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Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT
Fanfiction"This is the first time I've ever written, decided to translate this fanfic and finish it." Jon Snow, a boy destined for a life of contempt by almost everyone around him, but a divine intervention can change everything. The boy who will pave the way...
