Chapter 3
The ability I just used is called **āFreezing Skill.ā**
As the name suggests, it is a technique that freezes anything completely.
At that moment, it felt like fresh air filled my chest.
The first power I used with my own will.
For the first time in my life, I felt alive.
Meanwhile, a female priest who saw what I did began to pray in a trembling voice.
> āOh, God Leventos, please protect usā¦ā
Then the male priest next to her hit her lightly.
āHey, what are you doing? We need to capture Jenuiere first!ā
At his words, the remaining priests in the underground lab quickly surrounded me.
I looked down at my bare feet.
āIf I can use my hands⦠what about my feet?ā
Unlike the heroine, I donāt gather mana from the air.
My mana is created directly from the crystal engine under my heart.
āThen⦠it should work, right?ā
I stomped my foot on the floor.
*Thud!*
White sparkling mist spread from my toes.
*Crackā Crackā*
The floor split apart, and the freezing energy rushed toward the priests.
āAaaah! Dodge it!ā
āLeventos!ā
āAaagh!ā
The priests couldnāt escape.
Some fell.
Some froze where they stood.
One by oneā
they were all completely frozen.
āPhewā¦ā
I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead.
Then I walked past the frozen priests and stood in front of the heavy iron door.
I placed my hand on the cold metal.
> āNow⦠I can leave.ā
For thirteen years, I never even thought about opening this door.
> āWhat kind of world is outside?ā
I tried to imagine itā
but quickly came back to reality.
āThis is an underground temple. There must be stairs outside.ā
And that means more priests.
āIt doesnāt matter.ā
I lifted my head.
> āNo one can stop me now.ā
Just thenā
āMm⦠mm!ā
The frozen priest with glasses moved his lips.
It seemed my freezing wasnāt perfect.
He barely managed to speak.
> āThat door⦠you canāt open it⦠without a keyā¦ā
I ignored him and pushed the handle.
It didnāt open.
Locked.
āB-But⦠the key is in my pocketā¦ā
I smiled and looked back at him.
His eyes were pleading.
āJenuiere⦠let me go⦠your power isnāt perfect yet⦠you can break the iceā¦ā
āā¦.ā
āIf I donāt help you⦠you canāt escapeā¦ā
Now he was trying to persuade me.
Honestly⦠my heart wavered for a moment.
After all, he raised me.
Butā
> āDonāt fall for it.ā
I closed my eyes tightly.
Then I walked toward him.
āGood girl⦠yes, Jenuiereā¦ā
But instead of helping himā
I opened the second drawer of a nearby desk.
Insideā
was the key.
āā¦Got it.ā
I grabbed it tightly.
Then I looked at him.
> āIāve lived here for 13 years. Did you really think I wouldnāt know where you keep the key?ā
āā¦Jenuiere! N-no!ā
He struggled, trying to reach me.
But his frozen body couldnāt move.
I steadied my heart and walked to the door.
*Click.*
*Creeeakā¦*
The heavy iron door slowly opened.
At that momentā
fear filled my chest.
> āCan I really leave?ā
I had never imagined this before.
But I already knewā
If I stayed, I would be used⦠and then die.
Soā
> āI will choose my own fate.ā
I remembered my past life.
I was loved.
And I know the future.
> āI can do this.ā
Before leaving, I looked back at the frozen priests.
> āStay frozen there forever⦠and repent.ā
Blink⦠blinkā¦
They could only move their eyes.
I stepped outside the door.
> āI did it.ā
I escaped.
With my own power.
Was I still scared?
Yes.
But for the first time in my lifeā
I made a firm decision.
> āFrom now onā¦ā
> āNo door will ever stop me again.ā
And just like thatā
I stepped into the outside world for the first time.
—
I escaped the temple.
For the first time in my thirteen years.
āReally?ā
āDid I really escape⦠this easily?ā
I kept asking myself.
But when I opened the main gateā
cold air touched my cheeks,
and white breath came out of my mouth.
Thatās when it felt real.
I looked at the wide white field and clear sky.
āā¦Yeah. I escaped.ā
Then I looked up.
āSnowā¦ā
The field was covered in pure white snow.
I stepped on it.
*Crunch.*
āCold.ā
A memory from my past life appeared.
āI used to make snow ducks with friendsā¦ā
I smiled slightly.
Then I looked into the distance.
A tall mountain peak stood far away.
āThey said thereās a big lake in that direction.ā
The priest with glasses had told me that.
—
āJenuiere, are you curious about the outside world? Itās dangerous. There are snowstorms. But if you go toward the mountain, thereās a beautiful lake. If the experiment goes well, Iāll take you there.ā
—
I used to believe those words.
But now I knewā
they were lies.
Stillā¦
> āThe lake was real.ā
I saw a large frozen lake in the distance.
I walked toward it.
The lake was frozen, but some parts were broken.
I knelt and looked into the water.
I wanted to see my face.
There were no mirrors in the lab.
Nowā
I could see it clearly.
A small, dirty face.
āEh⦠this is me?ā
When was the last time I even washed?
My hair was messy.
My face was covered in dirt.
I looked like I came out of a chimney.
Anger rose inside me.
> āThose bad priests!ā
I splashed water on my face.
Coldābut refreshing.
After washing, I looked again.
Silver hair like snow.
White skin.
Emerald eyes.
Exactly like the novel.
I stared at my reflection.
> āItās certain.ā
I am Jenuiere.
The villain.
āIn the novel, she had crazy eyes when she bullied the heroineā¦ā
But right nowā
I just looked like a normal child.
I hugged my knees and thought.
āWhat should I do now?ā
For thirteen years, I only followed orders.
Choosing my own path felt strange.
But in my past lifeā
I wasnāt like that.
I closed my eyes.
I remembered being eighteen.
At school, I once tried wood carving.
While others got boredā
I stayed until sunset.
I loved it.
My work was even displayed.
Someone bought it.
That feelingā
I still remember it.
> āI want to create something again.ā
I looked at my hands.
> āWith this power⦠I can do even better.ā
Ice sculptures.
Yes.
I focused on my fingertips.
White mist appearedā
and a tiny ice bear formed.
A cute shape I liked before.
> āThis is enough.ā
> āIāll improve this power⦠and create things that move peopleās hearts.ā
I tossed the ice bear into my mouth like candy.
It was freezing coldā
but I felt nothing.
Then I decided my next destination.
A small village near the lake.
āThey said thereās a village south of here.ā
> āIāll find ice sculptors there⦠and learn how to live.ā
āAlright⦠letās go.ā
I smiled and walked forwardā
full of hope.
ā¦And soon after,
I learned how harsh life really is.
—
*Whooooooā*
A violent snowstorm blew.
I couldnāt see anything.
āAhhh!ā
I struggled forward, step by step.
The weather had suddenly changed.
Snow piled up to my knees.
Walking was difficult.
āForget the villageā¦ā
My goal nowā
was the big tree ahead.
If I reached it, I could hide.
> āJust one more step!ā
Finallyā
I reached the tree and leaned against it.
āā¦I made it.ā
Tears suddenly filled my eyes.
I slid down and curled up.
> āItās not because Iām cold.ā
Thanks to my power, I wasnāt freezing.
But stillā
> āI feel⦠sad.ā
Maybe because I felt weak.
āWhen will this storm end?ā
I sniffed.
After a whileā
the storm weakened.
Thenā
I heard something.
*Crunch⦠crunchā¦*
A strange sound.
Like a beast.
I turned my head.
There was a cliff nearby.
I carefully looked down.
Andā
my eyes widened.
> āWhat is thatā¦?ā
Several large wolves were running below.
At the frontā
was a huge wolf.
And on top of itā
was a boy.
He had dark blue hair.
A strong body.
No shirtā
even in the storm.
And in his handā
a long spear.
I frowned.
> āā¦Isnāt he cold?ā
—
*(To be continued)*