Jaqen H'ghar: The story behind the Faceless Man
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  • LECTURES 4,381
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  • Durée 14m
Terminé, Publié initialement sept. 22, 2015
Contenu pour adultes
We are all curious about the faceless man, Jaqen H'ghar.
Who is this man? How did he become the faceless man?
This is my own take of his backstory
Hope you guys would enjoy..

NOTE: Sorry for my way of story telling.. I tried.. It's also hard to speak in a Lorathi speech pattern... I tried anyways... Also, I am aware that the book and the TV Series shows different stories and I haven't read any books yet (though I researched a bit) so I'm just gonna mostly base this fan fiction according to the TV Series.
And again... THIS IS ONLY A FAN FICTION...
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Before I begin, I just want to say that this story does include some mature themes. I will also give out a warning a chapter prior to these scenes. Getting that out of the way, let's go onto the story description... *This book contains explicit content* *EXTRACT FROM THE BOOK* I stared at him, cooking and whistling, something that I could not do, or should I say, wasn't bothered to do. I decided to move away and to try and find an exit but I didn't even take one step back when I heard his voice. "Princess? Is that you?" I saw him raise his head before shooting his eyes onto me. The sudden gaze caused to heart to race while it froze my body as if I have turned into ice. I felt the fear engulf my body, eating me inside out. "You aren't scared of me... Are you?" he asked me, I sensed the envy in his voice. That mixed with his harsh tone caused a wave of goosebumps to course through my body. I wanted to begin by asking him where was I? Why was I here? Why was he here... I wanted to ask him, but I couldn't, the fear was just all too much for me. "Come on... Speak to me... Ask me..." he began. "Ask me 'why am I here' and all of that crap... Entertain me with your fear." I saw him slowly gripping a knife that was on the countertop, with his eyes still on mine. The sides of his mouth slowly began tilting upwards. All the bitterness and the cold, it was all so visible in his eyes. I looked at him in horror, noticing him as he took his first steps towards me. "Talk to me... Because this might be the only time you will ever be able to talk, " he said this sentence in such a calm tone, it caused me once again to shiver with goosebumps. "W-what do you mean...". Never in my life have I stuttered, until then.