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Third Person POV

Beyond the wall, 292 AC, At the some moment.

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As Jon Snow and his group of 2,500 soldiers advanced westward, crossing the vast and wild lands beyond the Wall, the landscape became increasingly rugged and inhospitable. The sky, often covered with dense clouds, cast moving shadows over the land, while the cold wind from the north whispered among the trees and hills.

The soldiers, a mix of giants, men, and dwarves, marched with determination, their armor and weapons reflecting the sporadic sunlight that filtered through the clouds. Jon, riding on Ghost, led the caravan, his eyes on his scouts walking through the region or flying in the sky, with Arya by his side, her curious eyes absorbing every detail of the wild world unfolding before them. Eragon, the little dragon, occasionally flew above them, his wings rhythmically beating against the wind, but he quickly tired due to his young age, returning to Jon’s lap on Ghost, occasionally.

The journey was not easy. The uneven terrain, often covered in snow, required caution and endurance. Nights were spent around large bonfires, where the men shared stories and kept warm against the biting cold. Maester Aemon, despite his advanced age, after Jon’s help, proved to be a resilient and wise travel companion, offering advice and stories to keep the group’s spirits up.

Old Nan and Hodor followed everything with the maester having a very pleasant journey while surrounded by giants marching by their sides.

After several days of marching, the group finally arrived at the base of a specific mountain on this side of the region beyond the wall, the one Jon had seen in his green vision. The mountain rose majestically before them, its peak lost among the clouds. The base was covered with a dense forest of pine and fir trees, while higher up, the vegetation gave way to bare rocks and snow.

Jon ordered the group to set up camp at the mountain’s base. While the soldiers worked, Jon made sure the area was safe with some of the soldiers’ wargs.

“Jon, are you going into the mountain?!” Arya asked curiously, since Jon’s goal was to recruit giants here.

“Yes, with the crown of winter I can bring them with the promise made by our ancestor,” Jon said.

“Can’t I go?” she asked innocently.

“This time no Arya, I will only take craft giants with me,” Jon said. Arya wanted to go, but she had made a deal with Jon about obeying any order from him.

Jon waited a little and then headed towards the mountain, accompanied by 20 armored giants. They entered the large stone structure at the mountain’s base, an impressive construction that served as home for the giants. There, they cared for the mammoths and lived in harmony with the wild environment, the stones being a base of protection like a wall to the outside world.

As soon as they arrived, the giants outside the mountain were immediately surprised by their approach, as it was not often they saw a human riding a wolf in metal followed by another 20 giants, equally armored in a metal they had never seen, leaving some with a mix of envy and fear.

Jon approached, placing the crown of winter on his head, signaling his intentions. If they had passed this tradition down through generations over thousands of years, they would certainly recognize the meaning of Jon with his crown approaching.

The giants stopped, asking who they were in the ancient language.

“I am Jon Stark! I am here to speak with your leader, tell him I possess the crown of winter!” Jon announced in the ancient language.

The giants exchanged whispers, before some of them entered the mountain and returned a few minutes later, leading Jon and his giants inside.

Inside the mountain, Jon found an ancestral tribe of giants, about 1,000 members in a large colony built by the mountain.

“I’m sure Thor and the others wouldn’t believe that the giants built a place like this…” Jon commented, looking around.

The entrance to the cave was immense, allowing easy movement of the giants. Inside, the walls were adorned with paintings and ancient symbols, telling stories of past generations.

Jon reached the center where a large, slightly older giant, along with other elders, looked at the boy with interest.

“You are a Stark? You have a wolf…” He commented, looking at Ghost with interest.

“I have Stark blood in my veins, do you know the promise?” Jon spoke.

“Yes, most may forget, but the leader must always remember as the elders do, never in 8,000 years has one come to demand that we obey him, why now and are you worthy?” The giant spoke with a serious tone in his powerful voice, but looked at Jon’s 20 giants with interest.

Hundreds of giants came to witness this exchange of words, very surprised by the 20 giants in EldenMetal, wondering what it was and how they had these armors, some looking attentively at weapons made for big men, as they only saw such weapons used by humans, they only used bows made by themselves and tree trunks in their war.

“You know that the end of the world is coming, winter is coming and no one would survive beyond the wall,” Jon began.

“Do you want us to destroy the wall that our ancestors built?” He said in an accusatory tone, Jon was not the first to come here, Mance’s scouts appeared asking for unity to cross the wall by force, but the giants refused.

“No, we do not intend to flee, but to fight the darkness of the white walkers, there is a land to the east of here where we have established a home for all races, we need you to make the place safer with a construction of a great number, I have the same number of giants on that side, but double of them would be of great help,” Jon spoke, looking at the giants, hoping for collaboration.

“Destroy the darkness… This is really different from that Mance who wants to flee… You say you have a land and that giants live with you, let me see if you are as worthy as you say,” the giant spoke.

“Yes, I, Jon Stark, accept your challenge,” Jon would fight, although he would have to take some potions to deal with this giant man.

“Call me Guyytlwi, and no, I don’t want to fight you, but I want to see your giants, if they come from your land, let me see if they have become strong, if you can make a giant become powerful, then our tribe will follow you!” He said.

“This is interesting, let me face him, King Jon,” Wallyk, the leader of Jon’s giants, stepped forward. Jon looked for a while before nodding.

“Interesting, may I know your name?” Guyytlwi said, picking up a stone hammer. “Give us space for a fight!” He spoke to all the giants of the space for them.

“I am Wallyk!” Wallyk spoke, moving towards the space while Jon moved with Ghost, with his spear and shield set aside, the giant took his huge 2-meter sword from his back.

“Great, I will face you, I am Guyytlwi!” He declared aloud with his deep voice.

The atmosphere was charged with expectation as the giants created a wide space for the fight. Guyytlwi, the giant leader, wielded a colossal stone hammer, its surface irregular and marked by past battles. His gaze was intense, focused on the opponent Jon had chosen to represent the strength of the North.

Wallyk, the leader of the Artican giants, advanced to the center of the improvised arena. He was imposing, even more formidable with his armor of EldenMetal, a material unknown to the local giants. In his hands, he held a giant sword, specially made for someone of his stature and strength, with a sharp blade and a reinforced handle for a firm grip.

The contrast between the two giants was notable. Guyytlwi represented the raw strength and ancestral traditions of the giants, while Wallyk symbolized the evolution and adaptation provided by Jon’s support and the technology of the North.

With a nod of his head, Guyytlwi signaled the start of the fight. He advanced first, swinging his hammer with tremendous force. Wallyk, however, was agile for his size, dodging the blow and counterattacking with a precise movement of his sword. The blade struck the stone hammer, sending sparks into the air and causing a thunderous echo throughout the cave.

The surrounding giants watched attentively, murmuring among themselves about Wallyk’s dexterity and skill, and how a giant could fight like a human with that weapon, as there had never been a giant swordsman, not to mention that they were trained to know how to fight, not act like the Free Folk with no techniques, just ferocity. The fight continued, with Guyytlwi trying to use his strength to overcome Wallyk, but the EldenMetal armor absorbed the impacts, protecting the Artican giant from serious damage. The fight could have ended, but Wallyk was allowing his opponent some leeway.

Wallyk, seeing he should finish the fight, gradually gained ground. He maneuvered with surprising skill, blocking Guyytlwi’s attacks and responding with quick and precise strikes, making the giant look like a child against an adult.

Finally, with a quick and powerful movement, Wallyk disarmed Guyytlwi, sending the stone hammer flying away without seriously injuring him. The leader of the giants stood paralyzed, his eyes indicating disbelief at what he had witnessed.

“Tell me, Jon Stark, with Stark blood and the possessor of the crown of winter, can you transform us into these giants?” Guyytlwi asked, quite stunned.

Jon, standing with his giants at a distance, spoke, “Yes, in the North you will receive food, knowledge, training, and equipment. Life in the North is appreciated by all residents, the only thing I ask is that you fight for the kingdom we are building and respect the laws.”

Guyytlwi, panting and impressed, looked at Wallyk and then back at Jon. He stepped forward, extending his hand in a sign of respect and acceptance. “You are worthy, Jon Stark, and your giants are formidable, if we can also become powerful giants, our tribe will follow you in the fight against the darkness.”

Guyytlwi’s decision was met with acclaim from the present giants. They too were impressed with the giants of the North, and if their elders and leader decided this, they would follow Jon Stark.

“That’s great, we’ll be waiting for you at the side of the mountain, some giants will come to help you,” Jon said, and Guyytlwi nodded.

Jon finished settling a few more things with the elders of the tribe and returned to the camp alone.

“Jon?! How did it go? Did you succeed, where are the giants? Are they coming?” Arya was waiting for Jon at the front of the camp along with some dwarves, she immediately asked many questions.

Jon got off Ghost and shook his head. “Yes, they are coming, let’s help them move, soon you will see all of them,” Jon said and went to his camp. He organized the giants to help the tribe move their belongings, as there were many things in that mountain and even the dwarves assisted in some things, after all, that tribe had lived for thousands of years in that mountain.

Days passed and Jon and the Articans helped them finalize their exit from the mountain. The giants and Guyytlwi were even more impressed that it was not just 20 armored giants but an army of 500 giants; they would have had no chance in a conflict, as they saw what just one could do with that equipment and weapon. Jon had gained great respect from the giants, especially when they heard from the other Artican giants what the boy could do with his unique powers.

Meanwhile, his scouts found a group approaching, and Jon saw through their eyes in the sky a tribe of the Free Folk, who were certainly following his trail. Jon asked the humans to deal with this while he maintained control of his wolves in the area.

After being approached, the leader of the tribe spoke with the Artican soldier. “We are here to accept the proposal, we’ve been looking for you for 1 moon, we want to join the North!” He said. The soldier looked at the wolf and felt it nodding its head.

Jon heard everything and accepted, he was willing to welcome these people against the white walkers, as almost no one deserved to become a slave after death in his opinion.

Jon realized there were at least three more tribes, totaling over 1,300 women and men of all ages. They entered the camp with Jon organizing the place with some men. Of course, he was highly sought after these days, but he limited himself to a few important visits, as he had to take care of most things and was spending time with Aemon and his sister.

The next day, Jon wrote a raven to the Wall and Winterfell, knowing his uncle and father would want to hunt him down after that, as the letter contained information that Arya would be with Jon after a storm and there was no way back, giving a flimsy excuse, but assuring that Arya would return in a few years and she would be trained to be smarter than any lady and to manage Winterfell better than Lord Stark himself. Jon would take care of her and keep in touch via the raven that sent the letter.

Not wanting to know how they would react to this, Jon returned to his tasks in the following days. Finally, the giants filled the camp after leaving the mountain, a thousand giants and more than 200 mammoths. Jon sighed, seeing that his journey to the North was much slower now, but more acceptable, seeing that his help would be much more useful. Thus, a group of almost 5,000 individuals began to break camp and marched westward, destroying trees and making way through the entire area they passed, as it was not easy to pass through the north of the Wall with 1,500 giants and several mammoths accompanying you.

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