"So, Lord Stark, you want to make the wall a tourist place. ARE YOU SERIOUS?" Jeor shouted.
"Calm down, Jeor. When was the last time your men fought Freefolks?" Alexander asked.
"We haven't, in years." He thoughtfully replied.
"Then tell me, why should all the lords keep on sending money here? What's the use? The people you protected the realm from are now happily living 'in' the realm. I want to make this place profitable. If tourists come here and spend money, then southern lords will not cry over the uselessness of the Night's Watch. I am also not even asking you to do anything. Your job is simply to make sure that none of these criminals that Night's Watch is made of, do anything bad to tourists." Alexander explained.
Jeor thought about it for a minute. He could also see that tourism will help the Night's Watch. If they could make some money then they would not have to plead to lords every time.
"Your proposal could be beneficial to the Night's Watch. I can see that but I'm doubtful about its profitability. Okay, I will help you in this endeavor." He agreed in the end.
Alexander shook his hand and left to the north of the wall.
...
He landed with a loud thud in front of a huge weirwood tree. He waited for a minute and soon a house-elf sized green forest elf aka children of the forest came out.
She looked at Alexander and instantly dropped to her knees. She knew who he was. The one who had punished them for enslaving the Icemen thousands of years ago.
"Get up, Leaf. You've atoned enough for your sins." Alexander said and helped her get up.
"Take me to 3 eyed raven." He ordered. She quickly led him inside the tree.
He saw many more forest Elves in his way. They were probably the only remaining ones. After a while, he came to the end of the long path and saw an old man stuck to the tree. The roots of the tree were going inside his body from everywhere except face.
"So, Brynden Rivers or I should say Bloodraven. How's life treating you?" Alexander calmly asked.
"I am honored to meet you All-father," Bloodraven said, a bit of fear in his voice.
"So, you've been peeping at people throughout the history?"
"I-It's just an ability I received by combining with the tree." He replied.
"Hmm, I also have the ability to see a lot of things. Even if it's inside your head." As soon as Alexander said that, he looked inside Bloodraven's mind. He had lived a really long life. But a lot of it was spent stuck in the tree. Then Alexander looked at all the past and future he saw and all that he planned.
"So you had planned on taking over Bran's body when he would have come to see you in 19 years." Alexander coldly stated.
"Ah... Yes yes... But I stopped following that plan and also using my ability since I saw you at the Tower of Joy." He tried to clarify.
"Still, it doesn't change the fact that you had been cooking some not so nice plans. So, what is your plan now?" He asked.
"I was only thinking about protecting the realm and I have no regrets. I planned to do whatever was necessary. I have been doing the same since I became Bloodraven from Brynden Rivers. I didn't know that you would return to the mortal world, so I was just planning for the White Walkers. But nothing matters now. I can not live a normal life even if I wanted to. The moment I separate myself from the tree, I will die. So, just give me a painless death. That's all I ask for." Brynden said, closing his eyes.
"Okay then. I will make it painless." Alexander replied. In a moment, his body separated from the tree, but the pain never came.
But... The death also didn't come. Bloodraven opened his eyes and looked up.
"I don't think so." He confusedly replied.
~Ofcourse not. How can someone here know Despacito? Songs cannot transcend realities.~
He slowly descended from the air. The Wraiths saw him and stopped the music. The White Walker also stopped.
Alexander interestedly looked at the White Walker in neat and clean clothes.
"What's your name?" Alexander asked, hoping to get a reply.
"I am David, who are you?" The White Walkers spoke.
"I am Alexander Maxim Universe Stark. How do you know Despacito?"
"WHAT? YOU KNOW IT TOO? ARE YOU LIKE ME? A REINCARNATOR?" the White Walker excitedly asked.
"No, I am not a reincarnator. I am a Demi-god. I work for the big God. What about you? How did you end up becoming a White Walker?" Alexander questioned.
David cried while holding Alexander's legs "God... Please help me, please. I was conned into this. A-After I died back in my world I saw a white light asking me for a wish. I told him that I wanted to have cool powers and be very strong. Then he asked me where I wanted to go and I just said a medieval world. But that being sent me here like this."
"I look so hideous. Then I found my leader. He's a crazy psycho. He calls himself the Night King and keeps on repeating the same words, 'Freez them all'. I am stuck here, there's nothing fun to do either. I tried to talk to humans once but they attacked me. And when I decided to commit suicide they couldn't even kill me. After that, I also tried various ways to die but nothing helped. Please help me god, set me free. I wanna rest now. I am so bored here." He requested and cried.
Alexander quickly looked in the sky and tried to talk to God. "Did you do this father?"
"What?... Oh... Damnit... No, I didn't do it, son. It must be that Elder Ice demon. Only he likes to do these kinds of things. Ah... Poor child. He's been stuck there for the past three hundred years." God sympathized.
"Then, I will free him. You should send him to some nice universe of his choice. The poor guy deserves that at least." Alexander suggested.
"Okay, that should make him happy. Send him up then," God agreed.
Alexander looked at sad David. "I talked to the big God. He said that the one who sent you here was an Ice demon, not a god. To compensate you, he has decided to send you to a really nice universe. It'll probably be wish fulfillment for you."
"What? I knew it was a demon. Okay, please send me to the big god. Thank you, god. Thank you," he continuously thanked him.
Alexander then took out a Valyrian steel dagger and pricked David. In a second David happily turned into small crystals and died. He would probably go to some nice place and form a harem now. 300 years of loneliness must have made him thirsty.
After that, he again flew in the air with Brynden towards the heart of cold land. He would probably find the Night King there. He really wanted to know what happened to Hegor, the Lion of the night and who was this Night King.
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