2 Chapter 1: A new life.

[Year 281 AC]

When I could think, I found myself in a weird place. And I could feel my body again, but I felt like I couldn't control it in any way. Tried and failed many times. When suddenly I heard a door open. A man came to my side, but from my perspective, he looked like a giant.

This made me come to a realization. I was a baby, nearly a newborn, seeing how little control I had over my body. But what the hell happened, why am I here, didn't I die trying to fight for what I believe.

But my thoughts were interrupted by the man.

"How can such a little thing cause so much pain," he said looking at me with hate in his eyes, and then just left again.

That just confused me even more, what had happened in this place, what is happening with me, where am I. And what should I do?

Days passed, I continued to grow, every day the control I had over my body grew more and more. And with a lot of effort, I was barely able to get to know where I am, and what is my new life.

For starters, I was in the universe of the game of thrones. A series that I used to watch before I decided to follow the path that ended my life. The man that that day looked at me with does eyes is my father and my mother died while giving birth to me. My name in this life is David, what my name was before is no longer important. And to honor my past life I decided that my last name would be crescent as that is what my family would off wanted.

The next thing I learned is that I was born in Karlhold of house karstark. But as a simple son of a guard. I had no power, my dad hated me for taking my mom away, so I had no family. I was barely fed, just enough to guarantee my survival. My life couldn't sink any lower. But I had to carry on, I was given a second chance, and wasting it was not an option.

[Year 284 AC]

Three years have passed since I was reborn, many things have changed. For starters, I was able to determine that the great blood of the Lycans still run through my veins, my development so far was as rapid as a pureblood Lycan. By nine months of age, I could already crawl, and by the tenth-month, I could already walk, by my second birthday, I could run and talk. I was taller than I should be for my age. But none of this mattered I was still too young and my father still hated me.

As I grew older my father started resenting me even more and started to drink heavily. I still got a little bit of food every week from his part. But most of the time I had to fend for myself. As it got to my third birthday I was already earning my way of life by doing the chores some soldiers or servants didn't want to do for a couple of copper coins a week. It helped me to understand more this new world I live in.

The strong rule the weak. Life is the least important thing, but family ties, if you are not in a house it doesn't matter in the least. And what I knew of this world seem to stay the same. The kings Robert's heir was born some time ago, Joffrey Baratheon, the secret bastard. The starks are still the strongest in the north. And if I remember correctly the Greyjoy rebellion might start soon.

I had no plans to change anything till I could protect myself. And people to stop treating me like a child. So I continue to live my life. One day at a time.

[Year 286 AC]

I have been in this new life for almost five years. I have started to notice differences in my body that in my past life I didn't have. the strength I possess is ten times the one I had. My body is full of power, and now I have the height of normal eight years old. Finally, my semi-form is starting to appear. My claws, and fangs in human form can be taken out and retracted at will. This surprised me, in my past life this didn't happen until I was 10. What is happening to me I wondered.

I have not seen my father in almost a year and a half, I assume he is dead, or at the least, he thinks I am. But I couldn't care less as far I am concern he was never my father.

Life started to get easier as I grew, and so did my power. I cant wait to see what my true self will be in this life. I started to plan what I should do, maybe go find the starks, and be a guard, so I can help him when the times come. Or maybe leave Westeros before all the fights for power starts. I haven't decided yet, but what I wanted was to live a free life and embrace my heritage, even find a way to revive it, or at least I hoped...

[Year 288 AC]

In these last two years, I have started training my body and the effect has been beyond my expectation. I now have a height similar to that of 15 years old. And the people in this place stopped treating me as a child even though I am only seven years old.

And something wonderful happened, I finally have my true self, even though my concern only grows, I knew soon I would have the power to defend myself. First of all, the true self shouldn't have appeared until you turn fifteen. Second, I have never seen a true self so monstrous. in my past life, even the head of my family didn't surpass a shoulder height of 1.50 meters while transformed. At the young age of seven, I have already obtained my true self. one of 1.55 meters and still growing every day.

I don't know if it is this world full of magic or who knows what. But I have no way to know the truth. At least for the moment, I have yet to reach maturity. The moon has not given me it's Blessing yet, as my family used to say. So for now, I wait.

[Year 289 AC]

Finally, the war exploded. The Greyjoys rebelled, and what I decided is to get out of Westeros. Of what I could remember the Dothraki are much to my liking. In this life, I do not intend to let the wolf be restraint, being a Lycan is a blessing and even more in a world where strength is all you need.

This year tremendous changes have come to take place in my body. I have confirmed that I possess the flame of the alpha, and thanks to the stories told in my past life I now know that when I finally reach maturity I can pass this blessing to those that deserve it. Being born an alpha gives me more power in this world. And although I doubt I will found someone like me in this world. I can't wait to see what this world can offer me.

I don't know who to be thankful for in this new life. The one that gave it to me, the one that makes it possible to bring the great Lycans to our former glory, even if it is in another world.

When the alpha flame appeared on me, my body started to develop even faster than before, And now I have the body of a normal adult. My face is still that of a fifteen to sixteen-year-old. But in this world that is enough to be treated as an adult.

The flame my family stories referred to is the greatest gift of our race. Constantly changing the body of its host. And in maturity, the flame can change every cell of a normal human.

But before leaving, first, I needed to find some people that I think would be useful in this new journey of mine.

I had four main targets before leaving this place. But to start what I had planned, I needed to reach maturity. And to do that I have to, according to the stories of my ancestors, take away the life of a human.

In my past life, I never did this, nor did my family. I wanted to do it as soon as possible, and thus came the time for my first kill.