The Frost Heart

Prologues

In the middle of a cold, lonely night, there was a young man walking leisurely alone on the streets of ordinary housing. He was wearing a black suit, a pandora's hat, and a stick poked on it contained a small replica of a skull. He was like mourning in that suit, but his face was even a happy expression like he had sucked ecstasy.

As she walked, she then started to shake her shoulders and hips. Then twirled his wand and began to dance a dance. The dance was so supple and the young man seemed to be a pro in the dance. The young man snapped his fingers and played his footsteps. Like following the flow in his heart, he danced a dashing and agile dance.

In the midst of her dancing, there was a huge explosion behind her body. The sound of the explosion made all the windows of the housing broke and scattered. But the young man remained apathetic and continued his dance. The massive explosion left several houses collapsed and the surrounding road heavily damaged.

Then, in the puff of smoke in the explosion, a 5-meter-long, sharp-toothed monster awoke, and its body was filled with the faces of people in pain. The color of the monster's body was black, as black as a night without a moon.

YOU!!!!

The monster screams that its voice gives intimidation to living beings. It was like the screams of men, the shouts of women, and the cries of children mixed into one in one scream. It makes the atmosphere in the housing is very gripping and creepy.

Then, in a house there was an old man who was just standing at his door. His skin and face were stiff and his gaze was so empty, like a stone statue. But he was not a stone statue, but a living being taken by the monster.

In addition, there was also a woman who sat a chair on the balcony in front of her house. Just like the grandfather who stood up, he stared blankly ahead without a care for the explosion and the monster. Everyone in the housing was all the same as the 2 people with different positions.

They all retrieved his soul in their respective positions and made him die, but in an unnatural manner.

"Ah, it's time...."

The young man turned around and smiled looking at the monster that was behind him.

The monster walked towards him and seemed to be intending to injure the young man, but the young man pointed his index finger at the monster and the monster stopped walking.

"Silent nameless creature! I will make you a mash for his majesty Lor Drakuen..."

He then made a painting of runes with the light from his index finger collected into one and formed into a flat Hexagon. Then, he threw the Hexahon into the monster's stomach and he shouted, "Gigantic Dark Summon: Cerberus The Hell Guardian!!!"

Then came the blue fire from the hexagon and the monster began to disintegrate with a blue flame. The monster screamed in pain in the process of its destruction.

His screams were so terrifying, more grumbling than ever before. Then in the stomach of the monster, there appeared an energy fluctuation and over time the energy fluctuation was getting bigger and finally appeared a portal as big as the monster and then completely destroyed the monster. His shout came to a complete stop after the monster was destroyed and replaced by the sound of the portal energy. Then came a dog-like creature but three-headed on the portal.

"Ha ha ha, thank you all. With your Souls, you have assisted in the return of my master the Throneless King, Lor Drakuen. Ha ha - ha..."

The young man laughed heartily at the three-headed dog-shaped creature that came out of the portal. He is Cerberus, a Divine Creatures recreated by magic. All the souls of that one residential area were absorbed by the young man to create a gate of Cerberus's resurrection.

"Look...for over 4000 years I have been looking for ways to raise my master up and I have reincarnated into many different people and I have felt many ways of dying during that time. I can finally revive, my supreme master. I'm sorry my supreme master, you must be tired of waiting in that prison."

The young man was nostalgic and moved to remember the times before he resurrected that Lor Drakuen. He was once a king who was persecuted by his own people for being despotic. He was once a homeless man who lived cold and died of hunger. He was the son of a king who was killed in a coup. It was a painful time for him and it finally paid off with the rise of a monster from hell.

Then the young man looked at a tree near the house and saw it.

"It's rude to stalk people, you know! Show yourself and tell me your purpose."

Then, appeared a black-robed woman carrying a curved blade in her right hand and a cold expression plastered within her face. It appears that he was angry at the act of sacrificing the innocent souls of the young man and wanted to kill him.

"Oh, just a mouse from the Witch tribe. I guess who and luckily I didn't waste any energy destroying a rat."

"You people******** are demon-hearted! What do you mean sacrifice those innocent souls?!"

"Heh, a witch should be level-headed so as not to become a demon that troubles the world. I doubt you're just a fake witch who's doing justice."

Hearing the young man's words, the woman went up. He then advanced at high speed and gave ten stabs leading to the young man's chest. But the young man was so agile and all those attacks could be avoided easily.

"Heh, that's all your strength little boy. You'll die if your powers are just like that."

"You're the one who died!!!" Without further ado, the woman ran at a high speed. This time, he did not go straight ahead.

Each step of the woman left a black aura behind her and that black aura would disappear with time. He ran around the young man and made a random trajectory to make the young man dizzy. After finding his weak point, his knife swung very quickly and it pointed towards the young man's neck. However, the young man was too nimble and avoided the slash that led to his vital passage.

"Weeek, it's not okay!" The young man mocked the woman while sticking out his tongue.

"It's still the beginning..." The woman shows something on her knife blade, which is a flat pentagon-shaped build and says something, she said,

"The Dark Slicer..." Then his knife turned black and he released it into the young man's hand.

"Heh, just that." The young man underestimated the ability of the woman.

"Ha ha ha, you will die..." Then a dark humanoid shadow appeared carrying a katana in front of the young man and began to give a thousand slashes to the young man's body. The center of the target was the hand that was slashed by the woman's knife, but it had an impact on her side body that left her so badly injured that she was not saved.

"How, huh? This is the power of my [True Magic]. Do you feel pain?"

The bloody young man smiled and made the woman surprised by it. Then, slowly the young man's body disappeared and finally the woman realized that the one she had been fighting was a clone.

"Ha ha ha, you're an attractive woman. If only it had hit my real body, I might not have been saved even activating all of my strongest defensive magic and my life savior. In honor of you, I will give you a gift."

Then Cerberus, who had been ignored all this time, let out smoke in the mouth of one of his heads. It made the woman have a bad feeling about him. And sure enough, a blue flame appeared in Cerberus's mouth and it spewed onto the woman until she was completely covered by the blue flame.

The young man saw that the woman had been destroyed by the fire and died in torment.

"Ha ha ha, that is the best gift for you that has been comforting. Your body will melt the heat of the fire of Cerberus and your soul will be tormented with the fire of Cerberus. Truly the perfect gift, ha ha ha. Now that I am leaving first, my master has long awaited his resurrection and every second is precious. So, goodbye, poor lady..." Said the young man by saying goodbye to the carcass according to him was the woman.

Then the young man described a rune which he formed into a square and put on his body and the body of Cerberus.

"[High Teleport]" Then in the blink of an eye, the young man and cerberus disappeared. They had already teleported to a distant place.

When the two of them teleported, the ground not far from the scene throbbed, like something was forcing out of the ground. And a few moments later....

TWOAR!!!

The ground exploded and out came a woman who was in conflict with the young man. He was breathing decapitatedly and looked very out of breath because underground there was almost no oxygen at all.

At the very last moment, he took out the [Void Step] magic to enter the ground and dodge the blue flames. He left his robe as a diversion and it worked, leaving the young man overwhelmed.

"Is that true Divine Creatures? If only Divine Creatures could be that powerful, what about the power of its Divine Creatures maker?"

Creatures is the name of a creature derived from the resurrection of magic. Normally normal Creatures would bring 10% of their owner's power in their generation. But for the Divine class itself, they would have the strength of up to 30% of their owner's strength.

If only 30% of it could make the streets melt and make some houses destroyed, how is the power of 100% of its owners? It made the woman shiver in fear.

"It looks like the world is being threatened with considerable danger. I had to face the chief and report that there was a strong enough enemy. And also report someone that the young man will raise..."

Then he painted the runes by forming a triangular formation and uttered [teleport]. Then a few breaths, he disappeared from the place.

A few weeks after the incident, there was horrendous news about one housing estate that all its citizens died in mysterious and bizarre ways. If humans die by falling, they die in strange positions, such as standing, sitting in a chair, holding drinks, and others. Police came to the scene and speculated that the dead were caused by a chemical weapon detonated, judging by some of the traces of the explosion. However, they did not find that there were any harmful chemicals around the place. That became an unsolved mystery.