Chapter 2

As Xerneas continued to gaze into his reflection, he found it hard to believe that he had become the living embodiment of a crossover between two distinct worlds. The tangible reality surrounding him defied the boundaries of his former existence, making it increasingly challenging to convince himself that this was not a mere dream. Every detail, every sensation, felt undeniably real, blurring the lines between the fantastical and the familiar.

With a sigh, Xerneas raised his head, fixing his gaze upon the awe-inspiring aurora that adorned the sky in celebration of his presence. The vibrant hues danced in the sky, a testament to the harmonious connection between the ethereal and the earthly.

In an impulsive gesture, Xerneas extended his gold-trimmed leg towards the calm river. The green men gathered along the riverbank, their eyes filled with curiosity and a touch of concern, as they witnessed their revered deity preparing to depart.

With deliberate steps, Xerneas ventured into the river. The green men, their faces reflecting a mixture of awe and uncertainty, observed as their god walked upon the liquid surface. The river remained calm as they welcomed Xerneas' presence.

As Xerneas neared the midpoint of the river, he turned his head to acknowledge the gathered green men before he vanished into the mist veil of the river.

At the other end of the river, emerging from the mist, Xerneas found a group of fishermen who stood at the riverbank, enchanted by the celestial spectacle unfolding in the sky. The fishermen, lost in the beauty of the cosmic display, remained blissfully unaware of the towering presence approaching them. Xerneas, standing at an imposing height of ten feet, advanced silently, his majestic form just twenty feet away from the unsuspecting onlookers. Like a gentle breeze, he traversed the riverbank without causing a ripple, as his existence blended seamlessly with the natural surroundings. Without alerting the fishermen to his presence, Xerneas continued his journey.

 In the distance, the formidable fortress of Harrenhal loomed against the horizon, which remains as historical ruins over time. However, Xerneas was drawn to the embrace of the woods near the God's Eye River, where the whispers of nature beckoned him forward.

As Xerneas ventured deeper into the woods, he could feel joy as he returned to his home after a long time. The air was thick with natural energy that seemed to draw the very essence of the forest towards the deity of Life. Soon, he found himself surrounded by a congregation of wild animals, each approaching him with gentle curiosity, devoid of any hostility. The animals, sensing the presence of Xerneas, stood together in a harmonious display of unity.

 Wolf pups, their playful spirits evident, approached the towering deity with a sense of innocence. Great elks, majestic and regal, bowed in silent reverence, acknowledging the sacredness of the moment. The forest echoed with the haunting melody of a wolf pack, their collective howls resonating in a symphony of nature's song.Squirrels, agile and nimble, added their own notes to the melody, creating a harmonious blend of sounds that seemed to dance with the rustling leaves. Fireflies, like living stars, illuminated the forest with their soft glow, guiding Xerneas through the enchanted realm.

As the deity of Life walked forward, the wild animals accompanied him in a majestic procession.

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Next day morning, a playful breeze danced through the air, Shira, a spirited 10-year-old girl with a love for adventure and her fisherman father's crafted bows, found herself in search of a moment of freedom away from her mother's watchful eyes.

With nimble fingers, Shira, a free spirit known for giving her mother frequent headaches, located a hidden bow within her home. Seizing the opportunity when the others were away for fishing near the Gods Eye, she quietly stepped outside to indulge in her favorite pastime.

The radiant daylight illuminated her path as she strolled through the surroundings, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. Shira's gaze settled on a small wild rabbit peacefully grazing on the grass. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she readied a bow, a makeshift creation capable of launching arrows with youthful enthusiasm.

However, as Shira aimed at the unsuspecting rabbit, her arrow succumbed to the whims of the wind, veering off course and falling to the side. Undeterred, the determined girl, fueled by her adventurous spirit, decided to chase after the rabbit. A playful pursuit ensued as the rabbit, now alerted to Shira's presence, darted towards the safety of the nearby woods.

Shira's agile feet carried her through the terrain as she persistently pursued her furry target. The woodland became a labyrinth of excitement and mystery as the chase continued. Yet, in the midst of her pursuit, Shira suddenly realized that she had lost her way.

The little rabbit, cornered and with no escape route, huddled in the shadows. Shira, momentarily disoriented, looked around, her eyes wide with a mix of curiosity and determination. The forest, filled with the sounds of rustling leaves and the distant call of birds.

As Shira continued to look back, her initial pursuit of the wild rabbit became a distant memory. The dense foliage of the forest had swallowed her surroundings, and with each step, she found herself straying further away from the familiar paths leading to her home. The daylight filtered through the leaves overhead, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor as Shira became increasingly lost in the woods.

Unbeknownst to Shira, deep within the heart of the forest, Xerneas rested near a concealed cave. Anticipating the veil of darkness to descend, he patiently awaited the opportune moment to continue his journey through the land. Aware of his own formidable powers, Xerneas exercised caution since he is just transmigrated, choosing to avoid direct contact with humans until he could harness his abilities to their full potential.

His resting place, surrounded by vines and tall grass, veiled his presence, ensuring that he remained undetected by any passing humans. The cave provided a sanctuary, guarded by vigilant wolves that patrolled the outskirts of the veiled area. Inside, a collection of leaves, meticulously gathered by industrious squirrels and birds, formed a comfortable nest for Xerneas to rest upon.