Chapter 1: Prologue
I watched time pass in fast forward. A gentle breeze whistled in my ears. The scent of wet grass filled my nostrils. Phantoms of my past friends oscillated in and out of my human perspective. Before my senses I watched as the world froze. Icicles formed on every surface and the ground cracked under the weathering power of frost. friends I once had seen beaming with joy now sat emancipated watching their friends encased in ice. A sunken despair in their eyes. Knowing such a fate is what they were destined for. We were all victims of a sick gods whim. what use was everything we had ever accomplished?
'Ahh, so this is a dream-'
I awoke on a soft bed startled. I looked around, caution and paranoia frozen into the recesses of my mind due to long life of hardship. This place around me brought a strange sense of belonging. Under the warm embrace of comfort I had long forgotten, memories of a better time thawed.
'I know this place…' I thought curiously.
'…My room?' a strange foreboding came over me. Did I dream all of that? It felt so real.
'Impossible. The years of desperation I experienced are far more real than what I feel now. The people I grieved for. They were more real than this.' I argued desperately with myself. I couldn't accept that all the suffering I had endured was simply the creation of my mind.
I raised myself from my lying position. Standing up, I found myself shorter than I remember. A mirror stood out to me.
'I must see myself!' I thought. I had always found peace in my reflection. In the affirmation that I existed. That I was real. I stumbled to the mirror only a few paces away. My body felt weak. like i hadn't moved in weeks but the familiar feeling of hunger was nowhere to be found.
'Seriously, what the hell is going on? Did I suddenly go back in time or something?' I joked. My lips furrowed at the thought. Would I have to relive hell on earth? Could I do it all again even if i tried? The desperation to survive from before had died out. Like a flickering flame extinguished by a harsh storm. The will to survive to see it get better was nowhere to be found inside me.
Finally discarding my thoughts I focused on the mirror in front of me. A healthy teen stood opposite me. Messy Brown hair and a lean physique. Pale, unblemished skin. I stood shocked to what I saw. This was my face, from years ago. While it was definitely me, I didn't recognise a thing about myself. Ok. That was a lie. When I made eye contact in the mirror i finally recognised myself. A steely gaze met mine. lapis blue eyes that were wisened by years of torturously low temperatures and everything that comes with it. Without a doubt neither this now nor my dream were fake. Both were equally real.
I looked over at a photo I had hung up on my wall. My younger self stood next to some friends. Smiles plastered on their faces. My eyes flickered and I saw myself stand over there frozen bodies before they flickered and I was back in my old room again.
I clenched my fist. I felt my nails dig into the soft uncalloused skin of my palm. I struck the mirror. But, instead of seeing the wall behind all I saw was a void. An endless sea of black stretched to infinity. A darkness so dark it seemed to creep through the shattered mirror and into my lit room. It brought a chill unlike all cold I had felt before. A deep and unrelenting feeling of dread was dredged forth from the depths of my soul. Before I could react, the cold had spread throughout my whole body. And the once warm and comfortable room now seemed desolate and endlessly lonely. A thin layer of frost grew outwards from me until the entire room was infected with the ice I felt more familiar with than the room itself. Slowly, the room I once called home darkened until It was indiscernible from the surrounding darkness. Even the floor beneath me disappeared but I felt no sensation of falling.
Only a thin membrane was keeping me afloat that sunk slightly under my weight.
'I see. It seems I'm dead. That was purely my life flashing before my eyes.' I pondered on what I saw in my life's summary. Ultimately my life was a pointless struggle for survival. Humanity had no chance of survival against eternal winter.
•POINTLESS? WHAT A SIMPLE JOKE YOU HUMANS ARE. UNABLE TO SEE THROUGH THE LIE THAT IS MEANING•
It spoke in a tone that showed no emotion other than amusement. However, even a whisper was loud enough to deafen out all other noise. Such was the presence of a divine being.
'…What?' My soul froze. The chill from before coming back a hundredfold.
•HOWEVER HUMAN I MUST COMMEND YOU. I HAVE NEVER SEEN A HUMAN MAINTAIN A Č#$%r@\~{!>¿ż FOR SO LONG. CONSIDER ME IMPRESSED•
Again I was dumbfounded. The sound of 'His' voice was enough to deafen the existence of all thought. And it seemed like the words he used were being translated after he spoke them so I could understand.
In an instant, 'He' existed before me. The chill from before retracted inside this being before me. I reflexively introduced myself.
'I am Matt'. Finding myself unable to form words audibly. I focused on sending my thoughts in his direction.
"Excellent intuition" He responded. A smile flooded his face with genuine happiness. "I wont keep you here, but there is something you should know. You dying is not why you are here." He refused to comment any further. Even after he noticed the baffled face I was making. He didn't make any sense. How was I supposed to understand what he was talking about when nothing he said had any context whatsoever?
"You will understand when you're older." He said simply. "I don't normally help people out this much but today I feel generous. Go that way." He didn't make any movement but I felt a direction implant itself in my mind. Impossible to properly dictate with only three dimensions. 'This cryptic old bastard' I grit my teeth. I had never felt so out of the loop.
However, it seemed he was already gone. Silence reigned supreme in the infinite black once more and the once terrifying chill seemed much tamer now compared to what I experienced facing 'Him'. I sat with my thoughts. 'I never got a name. Or maybe they are beyond names.' Perplexed I decided to follow the directions in my mind.
Distance wasn't consistent and neither was time here. So what could have been 20 minutes could have been 200 years and every step could have been a millimetre or a million miles. it seemed the closer I got the less I could notice my own proprioception. I no longer existed according to my own senses, which was the most uncomfortable thought I had experienced. the complete lack of feeling was oddly an incomprehensible and indescribable feeling. I felt my consciousness slip away from me. Falling asleep in this condition felt terrifying like an elope with death. I stayed desperately to stay awake but-
In another world, a young boy opened his eyes. The cold gaze of someone who has experienced untold hardship. The gaze of the future king of ice.
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