Game Of Thrones: Reborn AS Pokémon

Chapter 8

In Dragonstone, Shireen, accompanied by her parents Stannis and Selyse, as well as Davos and his son, stood in awe beneath the weirwood tree. They had been drawn there by the commotion caused by their men, but now their attention was captivated by the glowing tree and the shimmering aurora in the sky.

No one could explain the inexplicable event unfolding before them. Shireen, only nine years old and curious by nature, approached the tree while her parents were distracted by the celestial display. Davos, noticing Shireen's movement, hurried towards her, calling out in alarm, "No, Shireen!" But it was too late—Shireen had already touched the weirwood tree's roots.

A surge of energy enveloped Shireen as the curse-like disease afflicting her body began to fade away. As she lost consciousness and fell into Davos's arms, instead of concern, Davos exclaimed in joy. Selyse, overcome with emotion, cried tears of happiness as she witnessed Shireen's miraculous cure. Stannis, his eyes moist with tears for the first time in a long while, turned his gaze towards the weirwood tree, his mind clouded with thoughts and emotions beyond words.

While in Kings Landing, at the Red Keep, Robert remained oblivious to the events unfolding outside the castle walls, lost in a haze of liquor and deep slumber. None dared to disturb him, fearing his potential wrath if roused from his drunken stupor.

Meanwhile, Jaime and Cersei stood together, observing the sky adorned with shimmering auroras, while the weirwood tree nearby emitted a gentle glow. Though their thoughts didn't race like others', they couldn't help but feel curious about the mysterious occurrence taking place around them.

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In Winterfell, not everyone gathered in the Godswood. Jon, intrigued by a voice only he could hear, ventured outside the castle walls without anyone attempting to stop him. While he was curious about what was happening in the Godswood, it was the mysterious voice that drew him forward. He felt it calling out to him, compelling him to move.

As Jon stepped outside Winterfell, he encountered a lone elk standing nearby, as if waiting for someone. The elk seemed welcoming, inviting Jon to climb onto its back. Initially hesitant, Jon found himself drawn closer to the majestic creature. Before he knew it, his body moved of its own accord, and he found himself atop the elk's back.

Once Jon was settled, the elk began to move, heading towards Wolf's Wood. Despite Jon's initial uncertainty, he felt a sense of control return as they journeyed forward.

As Jon ventured away from Winterfell atop the elk, he found himself periodically glancing back at the castle, unsure why he felt the need to do so. This daring action was unlike anything he had ever done in his life. Suddenly, a massive wolf pack started appeared, encircling the elk. Panic surged through Jon as he tried to dismount, but his body refused to obey. It seemed he had lost control again.

To Jon's surprise, instead of hostility, the wolf seemed to be escorting him, guiding him in the same direction as the elk. Confused, Jon couldn't fathom the unfolding events. As they delved deeper into the forest, the voice he had been hearing became clearer, calling out, "My champion, come." Intrigued and bewildered, Jon became even more curious about what awaited him in the depths of the enchanted woods.

As Jon journeyed deeper into the forest atop the elk, a dense mist enveloped them, obscuring his surroundings. He could no longer see the wolf pack or anything else beyond the faint footsteps. Despite his mounting nervousness, the elk pressed on, its steps steady and determined.

Trapped on the elk's back, Jon felt a sense of helplessness grip him. The mist shrouded everything, leaving him feeling blind and vulnerable. But then, amidst the mist, he noticed something unexpected—green sparkles dancing around him, like fireflies in the night.

As the sparkles multiplied, Jon realized they had no definite form. Intrigued, he reached out towards them, feeling a comforting warmth instead of a solid touch. Gradually, the mist began to dissipate, revealing the world around him once more.

Soon, he started to see more firefly-like sparkles illuminating around him, casting an enchanting glow over the woodland. The once shadowy forest seemed to transform into a dreamlike realm, filled with blossoming fruits and flowers adorning every tree and bush. Even the mosses seemed to emit a gentle radiance.

Amidst this surreal beauty, Jon began to hear a faint voice, causing him to question whether this was all just a dream. Yet, the forest around him felt undeniably real, teeming with life and vitality.
To Jon's amazement, he soon noticed he was being observed by a myriad of creatures—direwolves, deer, elks, squirrels, snakes, and more—all peacefully coexisting. He struggled to comprehend the sight before him, unable to reconcile the presence of such diverse and typically hostile animals, especially the direwolf he had previously seen dead in the woods. The inexplicable scene left Jon both astonished and intrigued.

As he turned to look forward, Jon's eyes widened in astonishment as he beheld something truly magnificent. Perched atop a colossal rock, bathed in ethereal light, stood a majestic creature unlike any he had ever seen. Its form was graceful and otherworldly, emanating an aura of ancient power and serenity.

With shimmering antlers adorned with radiant gems and a coat that seemed to shimmer with the essence of nature itself, the creature stood regally, its presence commanding the attention of all who beheld it. Its eyes, pools of wisdom and tranquility, gazed upon Jon with a gentle eyes.
As Jon stood in awe of the magnificent being before him, he felt a sense of peace wash over him, as if he were in the presence of something truly divine.

Jon approached the majestic creature atop the rock, he couldn't help but notice the reverence and loyalty emanating from the other creatures around him. They all looked upon the majestic being with hope and adoration, as if it were a deity to be worshipped.

Feeling his emotions intensify, Jon drew closer to the majestic creature atop the elk. However, their journey was abruptly halted when the elk came to a sudden stop. Jon realized, to his surprise, that he could move his legs freely. Without hesitation, he dismounted from the elk, only to find himself floating in the air as if weightless.

Struggling to make sense of the extraordinary events unfolding before him, Jon carefully descended to the ground. As he stood there, bewildered by the inexplicable occurrences, his attention remained fixed on the magnificent Xerneas and the wild creatures surrounding it.

With cautious steps, Jon began to approach Xerneas, his eyes darting around to ensure he wasn't overstepping any boundaries. Yet, in the next moment, his entire perception shifted.