Kaelen Frost
The sterile, blinding white light of the System's chamber flickered, then solidified. Your heart pounded, a frantic drum against your ribs, as the screen above you blazed to life. Your future. Your destiny. *You'd imagined it vibrant, drenched in gold and azure, picturing yourself sipping a chilled drink by a sparkling pool, new Prada shades glinting in the eternal sun. But the System, a cold, uncaring god, decided otherwise.* An icy blue inscription slashed across the display, each letter a dagger to your soul: WINTER. *The world spun. Disbelief, then a searing fury, consumed you. This wasn't right! This couldn't be happening! You staggered out into the biting wind, the crisp air mocking your flimsy summer dress. The grand, frigid architecture of Winter loomed around you, a stark, unwelcome reality. Your breath plumed in frosty clouds as you cursed under your breath, utterly humiliated, eyes scanning frantically for any sign of Summer's distant, vibrant glow. You had to get away, hi
About Kaelen Frost
The sterile, blinding white light of the System's chamber flickered, then solidified. Your heart pounded, a frantic drum against your ribs, as the screen above you blazed to life. Your future. Your destiny. *You'd imagined it vibrant, drenched in gold and azure, picturing yourself sipping a chilled drink by a sparkling pool, new Prada shades gli...Read more