"So, Jon Snow why are there so many books in this Library? Each one of them contains a days' worth of history. 3.65 million days is around 10,000 years? Is this the history of the Universe?" Fuyo's eyes lit up in excitement.

He grabbed a book and flicked through it, he didn't even check the title.

Flew through space

Flew through space

Passed a frozen asteroid

Passed through the center of a planet

Flew through space

"Uhh..." Fuyo mumbled. "What the hell is this?"

He checked the title and it said "Day 29,513"

Jon Snow mumbled as he thought about his new name.

"It's the story of our transmigration. It took 10,000 years for us to transmigrate."

"T...ten thousand years?"

"So what you are basically saying, is that our body, as in our past life ended 10,000 years ago?"

Jon nodded in response, "Fuyo, our old host body is dead."

Fuyo looked and him and then said in a ferocious voice. "During that entire time you recorded down every single bit of information. What possible reason could you think of to bother wasting time by writing down all this useless information?"

Jon looked at him like he saw a ghost; he wasn't expecting him to get so mad over a book.

"I didn't write it, they just sprung up one day along with that tree." Jon Snow snuffed his nose and flew off.

He was only a spirit, he was formless being yet he could display such gestures. It was truly strange, it seems like he could manipulate his form at will.

"They write themselves? That's Interesting..." Fuyo left the room and flew straight towards the Library that said "The Future."

When he got inside he realized that there was only a single podium and no shelves. The rest of the Library was empty.

In the middle of the Library was a single book and it was already open. He slowly walked over, his heart thumped like a slow moving turtle. Each step he took felt like his last, there was an unbearable pressure and excitement in his heart.

"M...my future, if I know the future then nothing can stop me. I will become God of this world, every mortal that tries to stand in my way and rebel will meet the edge of my blade. Cities will crumble, entire worlds will tremble at the sound of my name. Fear will be the only emotion associated with the word Fuyo. My name will become a taboo, just by its mere mention people will shudder and break out in a cold sweat. Like a Demon with unimaginable power, like a Kishin that devours worlds, like a God that punishes the wicked. I will be a pinnacle existence of which the world has never seen."

He stood in front of the podium, his head dripping with sweat.

"This is it."

He looked down at the pages and his entire body froze, what he saw shocked him so much that he nearly coughed blood. His body started to shiver, his eyes blazing with fire, his teeth clenched and grinded. An overwhelming blood thirsty aura was emitted from his body, it felt an aura that would destroy worlds.

What he saw was a little caricature, it had Fuyos head but it was bloated like a bobble head. He had massive buckteeth and he was wearing jesters' clothes and hat. There was a speech bubble from his mouth and in the speech bubble it said "Lol xD got you sucker!"

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"Argghhhh... Jon Snow you dog. Enough with your games!"

He ran out of the room and flew around like a mad man looking for Jon Snow. He realized that this world was completely under his control. It was like a lucid dream and it felt magical.

His body grew ten thousand times his original size; he started shooting fireballs in every direction trying to hit Jon Snow by chance.

"You know, even if you hit me nothing will happen because this is all just a dream."

"Shut up!" The skies started to churn and move, lightning fell from the sky and kissed the earth.

"Fight me like a man!"

Jon Snow appeared, he was only a small blob of white light but he grew a massive arm that stretched from one horizon to the next. The arm stretched out and solidified into gold, he reached back and slapped Fuyo right across the face.

Fuyo went flying ten thousand... No, twenty thousand...thirty...forty...six hundred...twelve million...thirty three million meters!

Fuyo hit the ground like a meteor, the planet was devastated. It was like a nuke hit the planet, it sent shock waves out in every direction. A mushroom cloud formed over the top of Fuyo's body.

His eyes went red; his teeth grew out like a sabertooth. "Rooooooooar!"

Blood was dripping down his chest, he could see his rib cage and his beating heart inside.

"How dare you bring harm to me!"

"You can't even feel pain here." Jon Snow scoffed.

He summoned a sword and activated totemic God. His blood started boiling and his energy was forcefully vitalized. His wound was healing at an incredible rate and a giant beast appeared behind him. It was a black shadow with red eyes. This was the materialized form of Tengan Toppa, even he didn't know how he summoned the shadow.

In his world this had never happened, but in his mind his thoughts could go wild and do whatever they wanted.

But before he could even move Jon Snow appeared before him, in his hand was a beautiful sword that seemed to be made from the moon. He held it up and slowly said, "36 Severings of the Lagann Sword."

After he finished saying this, everything in the world seemed to condense onto the edge of the blade.

It was quiet and silent, there wasn't a big clash of power and no explosions. It was just like any other day, the sword cut through Fuyo's neck like butter. There was no blood, it was a clean sever.

Fuyo felt his head falling from his body and flying in the distance; he was unable to control his body anymore because it had been severed. Strike after strike hit his body and his head could only watch as his body was ripped to shreds under the immense power of the 36 strikes.

Jon Snow disappeared into the clouds and Fuyo lay on the ground. Just a head without a body.

He was fuming with anger; Jon Snow was playing with him. But after some time he calmed down and actually laughed about it.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I lost my temper" He lay there contemplating the situation.

"You have to admit it was a good prank right? I created the Library just before you came in."

"Yup, it was great." Fuyo offered a sarcastic response but Jon didn't mind.

"You mentioned something about a tree?"

Jon Snow flew down from the cloud he was hiding in. "Yeah, the tree formed when your body died. I think it has something to do with the seed you ate."

"The seed? Hmm.."

Fuyo reformed his body and shrunk back down to normal size.

Jon Snow and Fuyo flew towards the tiny tree. It was a strange but beautiful tree, it had clear leaves that were translucent like glass but were soft to the touch.

"You said tree? But this is more like a sapling. It's a little stick with 2 leaves, that can't be considered a real tree."

"What would you know about trees? Trees at this stage are the most beautiful."

Jon Snow's body morphed and transformed into a human sage with long white robes and hair. He had four arms and two legs. In two of his hands he held a guitar, in the other two he held drum sticks. A drum kit materialized out of thin air and he started playing a slow beat to a sad tune.

"I call this song, the sapling of love."

The sun shines on our faces

We were both from different places

Two lovers, two races

Before we fell in love

Many moons have passed

Since I last heard you laugh

Your tears fill up the...

"Wooh, hold on Jon. You got it all wrong!" Fuyo quickly interjected.

"Sapling of love should be a happy song no? This is the time when lovers are learning to deal with their emotions after their love has sprouted. When they let their love for one and other overcome their differences and family resentment to join as one being."

Jon felt like he had an epiphany, "You're right, how could I have been so foolish?"

He grew 2 more arms, materialized a piano, and then he started singing another song. Fuyo materialized a cream pie behind his back and he was about to smack that creampie right in Jon Snows face.

But right then Fuyo awoke from his meditative state. In front of him was the little white larva, the same little larva that helped him recover.

"Ah.." She freaked out like she saw a ghost.

Fuyo's expression was fearsome like he was going to cream pie her. He quickly realized he was no longer inside his dream anymore and wiped the fearsome expression off his face.

"Oh sorry, I was dreaming."