Reborn as Jon Snow with God System

The day Ghidorah roared his acceptance of my plan was a proud one for me. Of course, my mighty dragon, my son, would agree. He saw me as a father, after all, and his loyalty to me was unwavering. But even as I stood there, reveling in the bond we shared, I couldn't ignore the practical challenge ahead.

Ghidorah's power was undeniable. His ability to control the weather could temporarily transform the frozen wastelands into a sunlit paradise. But this transformation came at a cost—constant exertion. Even Ghidorah, the walking calamity, could not continuously wield his abilities without rest.

So while his power offered a glimpse of hope, it was clear that a more permanent solution was needed. A solution that would allow my people to thrive in a warm, fertile land without relying on my dragon's endless vigilance.

The Training Dimension

To test and prepare, I turned to the training dimension of the Gods—a gift from the system itself. This pocket realm allowed me to shape reality to my will. It had originally been a haven of Chakra-rich and magic-infused land, ideal for training. But now, I altered its environment to replicate the lands beyond the Wall: endless snowdrifts, icy winds, and a sky perpetually veiled in thick, gray clouds.

The simulation was perfect. If my solutions worked here, they would work in the real world.

I glanced at Ghidorah, his three massive heads watching me with curiosity and a flicker of eagerness. "Now, my son," I said, gesturing to the white expanse around us. "Show me what you can do."

The Power of the Calamity

Ghidorah unleashed his power without hesitation. With a deafening roar that echoed through the realm, he flapped his colossal wings. The force of the wind alone created hurricanes, and with every beat of his wings, the sky above churned with dark, swirling clouds.

Lightning—yellow and crackling—erupted from the storm as Ghidorah's heads moved in unison, channeling their energy. The intense air pressure began to push the clouds apart, and within forty minutes, the sun broke through the gloom. Rays of light bathed the snowy expanse, and the temperature began to rise.

I climbed onto Ghidorah's back to get a better view. The transformation was breathtaking. In less than an hour, my dragon had driven away the oppressive weather and revealed the sunlit potential of the land beneath.

But my joy was tempered by practicality. I needed to see how long this change would last. I had Ghidorah cease his efforts, and we waited.

Ten days later, the answer was clear. The clouds returned, the temperature plummeted, and the land reverted to its former state. Ghidorah had proved his incredible might, but the transformation was temporary. A more lasting solution was required.

Warming the Land

The first step was addressing the land itself. While Ghidorah rested, I turned to my sealing arts—fuinjutsu—and ancient magic. With my expertise, I devised a series of powerful heating seals. These seals would draw upon the natural magic of the Game of Thrones world, a resource abundant and eternal.

The seals, etched into the earth and spread across hundreds of kilometers, would act as invisible furnaces. They absorbed magic from the surroundings and radiated warmth, gradually melting the snow and raising the temperature. The effect was subtle but undeniable. Within weeks, patches of green began to emerge where there had once been only white.

Warming the environment was a success. But the sky above remained a problem.

Crafting the Ritual

Changing the weather on such a massive scale required a powerful ritual—one beyond anything this world had ever seen. I delved into every fragment of magical knowledge I had acquired, drawing on ancient texts, Valyrian lore, and the fire-based rituals of the Lord of Light. I combined these with my own mastery of sealing techniques and nature manipulation.

The key to the ritual's success, however, was Ghidorah. His reserves of magic were unparalleled, greater than anything the world—or even I—could produce. Borrowing from his limitless energy would make the ritual possible.

I explained the plan to him, and his three heads nodded in agreement. He was ready to lend me his power, confident in my abilities as both a father and a master.

Testing the Plan

To ensure everything would work perfectly in the real world, I tested the ritual within the training dimension. Over several days, I etched the ground with complex runes and sigils, creating a massive magical array. The centerpiece of the design was a representation of Ghidorah himself, his three heads symbolizing power, dominance, and control over the elements.

When the array was complete, I began the ritual. Ghidorah stood at its center, his scales glowing with golden energy as he poured his magic into the sigils. I chanted the incantation, my voice steady despite the immense pressure of channeling such power.

For an hour, the ritual consumed every ounce of focus and energy I could muster. But when it was over, the results were spectacular. The clouds dissipated, revealing a vast blue sky. The sun shone down unhindered, and the oppressive cold gave way to a temperate warmth.

I waited a full month to observe the effects. The clouds did not return, and the weather remained stable. The seals warmed the ground, and I used my Wood Style techniques to transform the once-frozen earth into fertile farmland.

The experiment was a resounding success. The land in the training dimension had become a paradise.

The Real World Awaits

With the test complete, I turned my attention back to the real world. My people—the wildlings, giants, and mammoths—were still making their way toward the land I had chosen for our new kingdom. I would wait for them to arrive before performing the ritual for real.

When the time came, I would transform the land beyond the Wall into a kingdom unlike any other. The seals would warm the earth, the ritual would banish the clouds, and the fertile land would provide for generations to come. This would be my legacy: a sanctuary where my people could thrive without fear of cold or hunger.

Ghidorah, my son and my ally, roared his approval as I shared my vision with him. Together, we would achieve the impossible. Beyond the Wall, in a land once deemed uninhabitable, we would create a new world. A kingdom of warmth, light, and life.