Moonlight poured down like quicksilver, passing through the stained glass of the window, casting mottled light and shadows on the floor of Viserys’s bedroom.
The silver-haired boy lay flat on the soft bed, breathing steadily, but beneath this calm exterior, his consciousness was stirring up monstrous waves in his mind.
Several days had passed since that dream communication with the Three-Eyed Raven.
During the day, the life of Viserys remained seemingly calm and undisturbed.
He was still the prince who diligently trained in swordsmanship under the strict guidance of Ser Barristan of the Kingsguard.
It was as if nothing else existed in his world except learning and training in swordsmanship.
Only in the dead of night like this, when everyone in the Red Keep had fallen into a deep sleep, could he cast off his hidden mask and explore that magical realm whose corner had just been opened up to him.
For the first few nights, he did nothing, spending every day examining his own spiritual world, while the terrifying face of Bloodraven lingered in his mind.
Since Bloodraven was able to forcefully drag him into a dream, there was no guarantee he wouldn’t leave something behind in his consciousness to influence him.
It was only after he was certain that there was truly nothing in his spiritual world that he dared to contact and learn that accidentally acquired magical knowledge concerning the “Greenseer”.
After these few days of practice, to the surprise of Viserys, the ability of the “Greenseer” was not like conventional magic that required incantations or rituals.
Instead, it was more like the awakening of a talent, an ability to perceive and integrate into the world’s life network.
Viserys roughly divided the core of the “Greenseer” abilities he had learned about over the past few days into four parts: the first part was the Greensight, which was the most basic and core ability.
It allowed the Greenseer to “see” things beyond what was visible to the naked eye, allowing him to glimpse the essence of all things.
For example, the elemental light clusters that Viserys had seen earlier were all the life energy of various creatures.
Greensight allowed the user to touch these light clusters to feel the content contained within them.
Instead of observing with the naked eye, the real-time content was directly presented in the mind.
The second part could be called the eye of the heart tree, which required the help of a weirwood tree, allowing a person to view everything happening near this weirwood tree at any time.
This included things that happened a long time ago, as long as there were “eyes” on the weirwood tree.
The third part was the ability of the Skinchanger, which not only allowed the user to enter the animal’s consciousness, but also completely fused them, combining the animal’s senses with one’s own wisdom to achieve perfect control. Enjoying the story? Read on at NovelPing.
The Three-Eyed Raven was the perfect manifestation of Brynden Rivers’s consciousness within the vessel of a crow.
The last one was weaving dreams, just like the unfamiliar environment Brynden had pulled him into before.
That was not the real world; at that time, Brynden’s true body was still beyond The Wall, and that place was a dream world woven by him relying on the ability of the “Greenseer”.
It was also because that was a woven world, where the elemental energy was relatively rich, that Viserys was able to quickly perceive the magical elements.
However, weaving dreams required a lot of mental power, or rather soul power, and the current Viserys felt that his mental power was not yet enough to weave them.
As for why Brynden could do it, it was because he inherited the legacy of past “Greenseers”, so his mental power was relatively strong, and he also had a weirwood tree to assist him.
There were almost no weirwood trees near King’s Landing now.
If he borrowed the power of the weirwood trees in the North, the probability of being discovered by Brynden would be too high.
Viserys did not want to meet him just yet.
Besides, the most important powers for Viserys right now were those of Greensight and Skinchanger, which was why Viserys had been practicing these two aspects recently.
Greensight was easier to talk about; Viserys had experienced it before anyway, so practicing it was relatively easy.
The only problem might be that this was a period of magical exhaustion, and the magic tide had not yet arrived, so the elemental light clusters of magic in the outside world were very sparse, not as many as he felt in the dream before.
But none of this was a problem as long as he knew the method and could use it.
The main problem now was that mastering the ability of the Skinchanger was quite difficult for Viserys.
After all, a Skinchanger needed to strip away a wisp of consciousness and attach it to another active living body with independent will.
This might be relatively simple for some people who were born with the talent of a Skinchanger, but this was a talent that Viserys awakened acquiredly, and he still needed to go through continuous practice and understand the principles behind it.
Viserys’s previous attempts with mice had all ended in failure.
Besides having a lot of people in King’s Landing, there were also an ungodly number of mice.
Previously, whenever his consciousness wanted to connect with a mouse, it would always be rejected, or else he would use too much force and directly erase the mouse’s consciousness.
As a result, even if Viserys’s consciousness was put in, it was useless and completely uncontrollable.
It required the resonance of life, rather than cold manipulation.
This was like the opposition between ice and fire, the essential difference between life and death, which constituted the most basic order of this world. This chapter is updated first at novelping.com.
In the laws of this world, there was an insurmountable chasm between the living and the dead.
The power of the Greenseer originated from the pulse of life, while the magic of the legendary White Walkers was built upon the silence of death.
But during tonight’s attempt, Viserys felt some strange change taking place.
When his wisp of consciousness came into contact with the mouse again, no abnormality was transmitted back, as if this consciousness had originally belonged to this body.
In Viserys’s field of vision, everything was growing larger, and a foul stench of the sewers swept through his nasal cavity.
This was a true success.
Viserys hurriedly controlled the mouse to crawl out of the sewer, staying away from this foul odor.
He controlled the mouse to run on the streets of King’s Landing.
From this brand-new perspective, the night of King’s Landing presented a completely different appearance.
The forge in Steelgate had already extinguished its fires, leaving only residual warmth lingering on the forge.
A faint fragrance of bread drifted from Baker’s Alley, provoking an instinctive stirring in this body.
In a few streets filled with brothels and taverns, he saw several drunkards collapsed by the roadside.
Viewed from this angle, they looked like sleeping giants.
Looking at the world through a mouse’s body and perspective was quite interesting, just like playing a brain-computer game.
He constantly wandered around various places in King’s Landing, perceiving everything about the body.
When the first ray of morning light passed through the high window, Viserys severed the connection.
The return of consciousness did not bring exhaustion, but rather an indescribable sense of accomplishment.
Although he only controlled a mouse, this was yet another step forward for him in this world.
Furthermore, he had already figured out how to use this power.
He wanted to control more small animals and then have them help him go to the Dragonpit to find dragon eggs.