97. Special Mission

After Neo took the oath, the words echoed in his mind like a haunting melody. The solemnity of the moment weighed on him, but his thoughts were elsewhere, swirling in confusion and disbelief. While the other recruits dispersed, their faces a mix of determination and resignation, Neo remained rooted to the spot, trying to make sense of his surroundings.

"What the hell is this place?" he muttered under his breath, the words barely audible. His eyes, wide with astonishment, took in the scene before him. A massive wall towered above, its peak lost in the cold, misty sky. The wall was not just any structure; it was a colossal monolith of ice, pure and unbroken. The sheer scale of it was overwhelming, almost incomprehensible.

The icy surface reflected the dim light of the overcast sky, casting a bluish glow that added to the surreal atmosphere. Neo's breath caught in his throat, the icy air stinging his lungs. The Wall was a sight to behold—majestic, imposing, and utterly unnatural.

He blinked, trying to process the scene. The cold wind whipped around him, pulling at his cloak, but he barely noticed. His mind raced, struggling to reconcile the reality before him with the memories of the world he came from.

This was the world of Game of Thrones, a place he knew well from stories and screens, yet here he was, standing in it, feeling the bitter cold, seeing the Wall with his own eyes. It was disorienting, like a dream that refused to end.

Neo's shock was palpable, his body stiff as he stood there, lost in thought. The realization slowly dawned on him—he was not just an observer. He was part of this world now, a recruit of the Night's Watch, a guardian of the Wall. His new identity, Levis Snow, settled uneasily in his mind. He was a bastard, just like Jon Snow, who had stood beside him moments ago, taking the same oath. The familiarity of the name brought a strange comfort, but it also served as a stark reminder of the gravity of his situation. And it all started two days ago.

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Alfa spaceship,

( Beep beep beep beep beep)

The piercing sound of an alarm shattered the silence, jolting Neo awake. He bolted upright in his bed, the remnants of the icy landscape fading from his mind. The room was dimly lit, and the alarm blared incessantly, filling the space with a sense of urgency. Natasha and Madusa, who had been resting nearby, were already on their feet, their expressions tense.

"Alfa, what's going on? What's this alarm for?" Neo asked, his voice thick with sleep, but his mind was already snapping into focus.

In an instant, Alfa materialized before him, her holographic form flickering slightly as she spoke. "Leader, something has happened. The core of the multiverse has been triggered. Someone has found it and is altering its mechanism. If they succeed, the entire multiverse as we know it will be in danger of destruction."

Her words came in a rush, her usual calm demeanor replaced by palpable anxiety. Neo frowned, trying to make sense of the information. He took a deep breath, steadying himself.

"Calm down, Alfa. Explain it to me slowly," he said, his tone firm but reassuring.

Alfa took a moment, visibly collecting herself, before she repeated the information. Neo listened intently, his mind racing through the possibilities. The core of the multiverse—the very foundation of all worlds—was under threat. The implications were staggering.

'It's been four years since we battled the Darkvoids in the Overlord world and lost Suling,' Neo mused in his heart, his thoughts drifting to the countless battles they had fought since then. They had saved many worlds, grown stronger, but this...this was different. This was a threat on an entirely different scale.

As he walked through the corridor, his footsteps echoing in the silence, Neo spoke again. "So you're telling me the Darkvoids have found the core of the multiverse and are trying to destroy it?"

Alfa shook her head, her expression troubled. "I don't know who it is, but someone has done something to the core. It's destabilizing, and if we don't act quickly, everything could be lost."

Neo stopped in his tracks, turning to face her. "So how do we go there?"

Standing in the hall, Neo addressed his team. "We have a new mission, but this time only five of us can go. Including me, choose four others among yourselves."

Despite the gravity of the situation, there was no fear in their eyes, only determination. The Captain was the first to step forward. "I'm in."

The others quickly followed, and after a brief discussion, it was decided—Captain, Neo, Thor, Ron, and Sumai would go.

"Now that we've selected the team, let me clarify something," Neo said, his voice serious. "The place we're going is unknown. Be careful. We can't take anything with us because we can't go physically."

Confusion spread across their faces, but Neo didn't keep them in suspense. "We can only go in our soul form. As Nabula realm cultivators, it shouldn't be too hard for us, but remember, once we're there, our powers will be gone. We need to be extra careful and rely on each other."

The weight of his words settled over the group, but they remained resolute. "That's it. Get ready. We're leaving now."

With that, they prepared themselves, separating their souls from their bodies. Alfa handled the rest, sending their souls through a portal to the unknown dimension.

Back in the world of Game of Thrones, Neo—or rather, Levis Snow—began to regain his composure. The shock of his new reality faded, replaced by the determination to complete his mission. He understood now that he was a member of the Night's Watch, stationed at Castle Black, at the very beginning of the story. The presence of Jon Snow confirmed it, and with that realization came a sense of purpose.

This world, this life, was just another step in his journey to protect the multiverse.