Reborn as Jon Snow with God System

I possess the abilities of **Hashirama Senju**, the First Hokage, the power to control the very forests, and even more. Despite all this power, the boredom is suffocating. Here in Winterfell, there's little to do but wait. Wait for what, exactly? I'm not sure yet.

I've sent out my **wood clones** beyond the Wall to explore the land, to scout and bring me information. It's been over a week and a half, yet still, no word has come back. I wonder what they've found, or if they're still searching. But the waiting… the waiting is unbearable.

And on top of it all, it's incredibly annoying to have to constantly use the **Transformation Jutsu** just to maintain the appearance of a 7-year-old. While I'm actually 17, I have to keep up the charade. A small price to pay for the gifts I've been given, but still, it makes daily life in Winterfell that much more tedious.

As I walked towards my room, something stirred in the back of my mind. I could sense a familiar chakra, one that belonged to me. I chuckled to myself, of course, it was one of my clones. Finally, some news.

I entered my room, and there on the bed sat the wood clone I had sent beyond the Wall. It looked up at me, and without a word, it walked over and merged back into me. Instantly, I absorbed all its memories, a flood of information pouring into my mind.

The wood clones are much stronger than shadow clones, though they transfer their memories a bit slower. It wasn't as simple as a shadow clone "popping" and giving me the knowledge instantly. Still, the memories came through, and what I saw was intriguing.

The clone had discovered a **camp of giants**. Not just a small group, but seventy giants, all gathered together. Even more impressive, they had **mammoths** with them. This was a significant find, something I would need to keep an eye on. These giants could become a part of my growing power, my future army.

I immediately created another wood clone. "Your mission is simple," I told it, "monitor the camp of the giants and report back to me if there's any movement or significant events." The clone nodded in understanding and, with a flash, disappeared using the **Flying Thunder God technique**, teleporting to the mark left near the giants' camp.

The **Flying Thunder God technique**, or teleportation jutsu, had been one of the more challenging techniques I had mastered during my training in the dimension of God. But now, it allowed me to move instantly to any location where I had left a mark. It was an incredibly useful tool, and one that would undoubtedly give me a significant advantage in the future.

I couldn't help but smile to myself. An army of giants—seventy of them, clad in full metal armor, with mammoths carrying them into battle. The Seven Kingdoms wouldn't know what hit them. It would be a spectacle, watching their reactions as these giants marched toward their armies. I had no immediate plans to start a war, but the idea was certainly entertaining. If the day ever came when I needed to, the giants would be an unstoppable force.

But for now, I had other matters to attend to. On the table next to me sat **two eagle eggs**. I had found them not long after arriving back in Winterfell. At first, I had assumed the mother eagle would return, but after days of waiting, it was clear she had died. No one had come for the eggs, so I took them, bringing them back to my room.

I've been watching over them ever since, and I can sense that they're close to hatching. Once they do, I'll perform a **powerful magic ritual** on them, something I've been preparing for. This ritual will ensure that these eagles grow to be far larger and stronger than any normal eagle. They will be my companions, my guardians, and they will serve me well.

The moment of hatching is close, I can feel it. Soon, I'll have **two mighty eagles** at my side, and they will soar high above the Seven Kingdoms. As the eggs began to stir, I sat back, thinking about what was to come. The giants, the mammoths.