Saga of Astral Mysteries (LOTMxASOIAF)

That would certainly be helpful a lot.

Depending on whom he would be able to draw to here. 

This would certainly be a boon to him, though if he wanted to carry out this plan successfully, he needed to cosplay as an ancient entity. As he was pondering over it, it would be rather foolish not to do it, considering that he had the tools to achieve it.

He also had enough meta-knowledge about the things, so theoretically speaking, he was in a way better position than Klein Moretti when he first started the Tarot Club. Having an entire Secret Organization behind him would undoubtedly be a great boon for him in the long run.

He would need to prepare thoroughly for that because if this thing, this Sefirot, was capable of pulling people to it across space and time, as the Sefirah Castle could do, then Valkrion would decide to make use of it.

After some preparation, he could do it, as it wouldn't be anything that hard.

He just needed to prepare better, because he wouldn't really know whom he would draw into the meeting. It would be highly possible that he may draw into the meeting some High Sequence Beyonders, the Demigods.

If he had not been careful, they would have been able to see through his play, but he wasn't that sure because there was still the possibility of the Grey Fog covering his true identity. He would need to carry out a few more experiments with the Grey Fog that was covering the entire city and the whole of Sefirot.

For the time being, experimenting with the possible Sefirot was put aside, as he felt that the connection was getting weaker. Most probably whatever the binding process between him and the Sefirot was, it took some kind of toll on his body.

Obviously, this was the first time he was accessing the Sefirot, so he wouldn't be able to remain insensitively within this place and would be forced to leave soon enough. Valkorion knew that with his meager strength, he could access only an almost minuscule amount of abilities of the Sefirot.

Still, he knew that even the minimal capabilities of any Sefirot were basically something akin to a game changer because each Sefirot was the basic requirement for the God to advance to the Great One, becoming a true Cosmic Entity.

Thus, the Sefirots were not simple items or artifacts, and even the bare minimum was more precious than gold to ordinary Beyonders.

Soon enough, he felt that he was being disconnected from the Sefirot, and soon enough, another wave of darkness overtook him.

***

The next day, when Valkorion awakened, he remembered that he was transported to the Sefirot-like place, and today, he could contemplate the matter. Everything that happened within the Sefirot, or something that most probably was the Sefirot, started flooding his mind almost instantly.

It was very tempting for him to make full use of the possible Sefirot right from the start, but a certain degree of cautiousness remained in him because, from a certain point of view, it was still very dangerous.

He was essentially playing with the things that were vastly above him in terms of power, and it was clear that something wasn't right. Valkorion was rather paranoid about it because it was too big of a coincidence for something like Sefirot to be bound to him without any side intention.

Unfortunately, he was too weak to do something about that, and not really using it was also not an option because the thing was already bound to him. For the time being, he decided to be cautious about the thing and experiment with the Sefirot slowly.

Baby steps at a time. 

That was the best thing that he could do right now because, with the powerful things, it was always best to be as careful and cautious as possible. 

Valkorion was a very cautious person, and he didn't really trust the artifact or whatever it was he never trusted the Astral or Fire Light, as he tended to call the entities that tried to use them while he was trying to use them. 

However, he also knew that his choices were limited in this matter.

While he was originally born into one of the best possible backgrounds of that in this world he could have wished for, that one disappeared faster than steam above the pot, and he was left as just a random, nameless person within the Freehold.

Though it could be worse certainly, even though being the bastard son of the Lord Freeholder wasn't actually that bad as the children out of the marriage were not looked down on like the ones in certain parts of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, being left alone was much worse.

Even as a bastard of the Lord Freeholder Tenebraenys, he would have access to a large number of opportunities, and if he showcased his talent a bit, then reaching Mid Sequence Beyonder wouldn't be any problem. 

The House Tenebraenys would most likely arrange a marriage for him with one of his sisters to bring him back to the fold if he was strong enough and he would be able to live in luxury and opulence, using the resources of the House Tenebraenys to succeed in his goals.

Even succeeding the House as its Patriarch wasn't out of the question because, within the Freehold, some of the Dragonlord Families were even taken over by some bastards of the Lords or not when they managed to kill or otherwise dispose of everyone else.

Now that it wasn't possible, he needed to look in different directions. Of course, there was always the possibility of him leaving the Valyrian Freehold and heading towards the different parts of the world to make a name for himself.

He already pondered over leaving the Freehold for the Golden Empire of Yi Ti or for some of the underground kingdoms of the Dawi. But, he discarded those thoughts because remaining within the Valyrian Freehold was the best thing possible for the time being.

Right now, as the Valyrian Freehold was the center of the Beyonder World for the time being, until the Doom, it would be foolish to leave it. The amount of Extraordinary resources, Sealed Artifacts, Ingredients, and other things that were flooding into the Valyrian Freehold was the highest in the world.

Valkrion knew that even a city such as Cartharys, which was basically a backwater city for the Pure-Blooded Valyrians, was several times more prosperous than any city within the Westeros when it came to the Beyonder Society.

Today was the same day as the other ones, as he spent most of the day training until noon when he noticed that somebody was waiting in front of the gates of the manor, which was the most unusual.

Not many people were visiting him; truth to say, he was rarely being visited by anyone as aside from the Albus Ferros, there were almost zero people visiting his manor. However, when he looked at who was waiting in front of the gates of his manor, he was rather pleasantly surprised to see Ashe there.

She was a bit late, though. 

Originally, he predicted that she would visit much sooner.