17. The new Leviathan

(Any character here looks like the ones in the series, any new character or change in appearance, I will let you know and post the image in the comment.)

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"Hi son, how are you feeling?" I wake up and see my old man sitting in a chair next to my bed.

"Better than I expected. Did your plan go well?" I look at him curiously.

"More than right. It went so well that I can still give you 1% of your power back, or you can start from scratch. The choice is yours." he smiles at me.

"I prefer no. Things have gone too far already. It's time for me to rest and meet with Hestia, and be with her." I smile at him, who returns my smile.

"And what do you want to do with your legacy son?" he looks at me fondly.

"Leave only the potential father, and pass it on to someone you believe is deserving. It's time for another legend to take over," I sit up in bed. "I will leave everything in your care. No one would be more capable than you anyway." I start to laugh, and he follows me.

"All right. I'll do what you asked. Go and rest, my son. Go be happy." he hugs me and disappears.

'I hope my successor is more controlled than I am.' I get up and leave to enjoy Elysium.

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"Welcome son." Morgan Freeman greets me in what appears to be a white office.

"I died right? Is my family okay? Can you take a look at them so that nothing bad happens?" I look at him desperately and pained.

"Relax son. I've seen what you've been through in your sad head. The depression has dropped you deep into the abyss without end. They will never forget you, but they will recover. I guarantee it." he smiles at me.

I calm down, let out a long sigh, as if a gigantic weight had been lifted from my shoulders. He points to a chair and I sit down where he indicated.

"I called you here, because I would like to put you as guardian in my son's place. He has grown weary and asked to move on. Would you like to continue his legacy?" he looks at me calmly.

"Sorry Lord God Father Morgan Freeman, but what would that be?" I look fearfully and curiously at him.

"You don't need all that son. Just father is enough. Well, you've read those fics from your world right? You even tried to write to get some out of the darkness of your mind. I want to give you the chance to make it true.

I will give you some 'missions' in some worlds, just so you learn about your power, after that, you will work as a guardian, where when evil starts to win, you will show up to correct the way."

I just stand there, still, understanding almost nothing. I'm not a smart, strong, fast, knowledgeable guy or anything like that. So why me.

"Dad, why me?"

"Because there is no one who is suitable for the job. To tell you the truth, there was you and many others who barely come up to the need of what I need. But I still chose you because you know what fear is, fear of putting it all away."

I just nod my head. It makes sense.

"So what do I need to do?"

"Pretty simple really. I will send you to a world in my multiverse and there you will have to live according to the world. Don't regret anything, don't be afraid to make mistakes. Just enjoy and learn from your mistakes.

I will give you the legacy of my son, you will be Skyggedrage Leviathan, and your legacy begins as soon as you walk through those doors. I will send you to a dangerous world, but I believe you will know it. You will initially be in a protected place, and you will have a few different followers.

So enjoy that world and enjoy your new life well yes. We will see you again one day, to continue your journey." he motions me to the door.

"Dad, can you tell me my abilities?" I really wanted to arrive more prepared.

"Oh, didn't I? I guess I'm getting old," he jokes. "You have gained a supernatural physique, which means you will get stronger as you get older. But I'm warning you, stronger doesn't mean taller or bulkier. Don't worry, at the age of 6 you will look 6 years old and not 30 with a height of 1.80cm. I find those stories bizarre from your world." he laughs and I start laughing too.

"If that's the way it is, I'll be going then." I start to head for the door.

"Don't stop enjoying life kid, and don't be scared at all, the two groups will be your friends." he waves me goodbye as I walk through the door, and I understand what he meant too late.

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I wake up in what looks like my bed. It is comfortable. The white stone walls, old wooden furniture, very reminiscent of those medieval movies, you know. Beside me, a table, with some very old-fashioned clothes for my taste.

I get up and go to the window. I am surprised by what I see. A beautiful city spreads out around my window, and I realize that I am in the center of this city. Some of the houses are wooden and others are made of stone.

The roads are dirt, a lot of mud and dirt. But still, a beautiful town. I am assaulted with memories and information from this body. Apparently, according to history, my parents were from the Redwyne family, sovereign lords of the Tree Island.

After the murder of my great-grandparents, my grandparents took over the island and married my great-aunt to the Tyrells. That woman is Olenna Tyrell, formerly Olenna Redwyne. After that, my birth happened, along with some sea beasts, which appeared around the island, pouring water into the sky, looking like rain on a sunny day.

With this, they decided to call me Skyggedrage, as the great black Leviathan that looked down on the castle, so they changed our crest to a golden serpent on a black background, renaming the family Leviathan. Our motto became "Cruel Vengeance.

On one of our trips to Highgarden, my parents were murdered, and unable to bear the pain of loss, my grandparents died of depression. Since then, a priest of the house of black and white takes care of me.

I just sit down after having this information revealed. I cannot believe that I am in the world of ice and fire. Man, I will die without even knowing how it happened. Then the door to my room opens and in walks the priest I recognize as Jaqen.

"Good morning sir. Your clothes are ready and your training begins in a few minutes." he looks just like the actor from the series.

"Jaqen. Are you by any chance a faceless man?" I look at him curiously.

"That one is. But you serve the great Leviathan now."

"And how many faceless men do we have?" ideas pop into my head.

"A total of three."

"The house of black and white now needs new faces, and I need those new faces for the problem to come. Start training the orphans to be our spies. Do you die Jaqen?" I look at him once more.

"Only if death comes. Otherwise, this one stays alive."

"Good. Then from now on, you will be in charge of making sure that the heirs of House Leviathan never fall into madness. Don't let those after me destroy this house. Start training the children as soon as possible. Let's train Jaqen."

I change clothes and follow him to the training area.