Chapter: Chapter 7 The Memory Beneath the Ice“What just happened to you?”Victor Beckham’s voice sounded distant beneath the violent pounding inside Pascal’s skull. Pascal remained on one knee beside the fading Frost Script while cold sweat dripped down the side of his face. The mysterious eye had vanished from the frozen floor completely, yet the pressure it left behind still lingered inside the room like invisible hands wrapped around everyone’s throats.Charlotte stared at him with growing fear. Not anger.Not irritation.Fear.That alone felt surreal. For years, Charlotte had looked at Pascal as though he were an obligation barely worth tolerating. Even when he excelled academically or sacrificed his own happiness for the family, her attention always drifted back toward Ben eventually.But now her eyes held something entirely different. Because deep inside, she was beginning to understand a horrifying truth. Her adopted son was connected to this nightmare somehow. Pascal slowly forced himself upright. His heartbeat had not stabi
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Chapter: Chapter 6 The Corruption BeginsThe roar that echoed through the storm did not sound like any creature born on Earth. It rolled across the city like the voice of a dying god, deep enough to shake the walls of the Beckham mansion while icy vibrations rippled through the marble floor beneath their feet. The windows trembled violently. Frost spread thicker across the glass. Somewhere outside, car alarms began blaring all at once before abruptly cutting off in eerie succession.Hundreds of voices rose together beyond the snowstorm.PanickedAgonizedDying.Complete darkness swallowed the mansion after the power failed, leaving the family trapped inside a frozen silence broken only by Charlotte’s uneven sobs and Ben’s painful breathing.Pascal stood perfectly still near the corpse of the Frost Wretch while his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. His pulse remained steady. Not because he was unafraid.But because this nightmare no longer felt unfamiliar.In his previous life, the first week of the apocalypse had destroyed hi
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Chapter: Chapter 5 The First MonsterThe second crash from upstairs shook the entire mansion hard enough to rattle the chandelier above the living room. Charlotte let out another terrified scream while instinctively backing away from the staircase. Ben grabbed the edge of the sofa with trembling hands, his face completely drained of colour, and even Victor Beckham’s carefully controlled composure began cracking beneath the pressure.Another sound followed immediately after. A slow, dragging noise. Something heavy moved across the second-floor ceiling directly above them. Pascal’s eyes narrowed sharply.The Frost Wretches had entered the house far earlier than they should have been capable of doing. In the previous timeline, low-level Frost Creatures usually avoided heavily populated areas during the opening stages of the apocalypse. They hunted isolated victims first while larger nests formed beneath abandoned districts.But this creature had targeted the Beckham residence directly. That meant one of two things. Either t
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Chapter: Chapter 4 The Thing Inside the StormThe screaming outside grew louder with every passing second. Charlotte rushed toward the front windows in panic while Ben followed close behind her, his face pale beneath the flickering chandelier lights. Even Victor Beckham, a man who rarely displayed visible emotion, stared upward with an expression that bordered on disbelief.Something enormous was moving inside the storm clouds above the city. At first, it appeared to be nothing more than shifting shadows hidden behind thick layers of snow and darkness. However, as the clouds churned violently overhead, the outline gradually became clearer.Massive.Inhuman.And impossibly large.The creature moved slowly through the blizzard like a living mountain buried beneath the heavens themselves. Pascal felt his stomach tighten. He remembered this fear. Not the ordinary fear humans experienced when facing danger. This was primal terror.The kind that froze blood and crushed rational thought beneath instinctive helplessness.Because deep inside,
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Chapter: Chapter 3 The Snow That Should Not Exist“The snow isn’t normal.”Pascal’s voice cut through the living room with such sudden intensity that everyone turned toward him immediately. Charlotte frowned in annoyance. “What are you talking about now?”Pascal ignored her completely.His attention remained fixed on the massive glass window overlooking the Beckham estate. Outside, pale snowflakes drifted silently from the grey morning sky, coating the trimmed hedges and marble pathways in a thin layer of frost. At first glance, the snowfall appeared harmless. Beautiful, even.But Pascal knew better. Every instinct inside him screamed that something was deeply wrong. In his previous life, the early stages of the Eternal Winter had begun gradually. Temperatures dropped unexpectedly across several countries before worsening week after week. Scientists blamed the climate collapse. Governments insisted the situation remained under control.Then the impossible storms arrived. Then the monsters. Then humanity learned the cold itself was aliv
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Chapter: Chapter 2 The Family He Refused to SaveThe moment Pascal stepped into the hallway, Charlotte’s voice struck him like a blade.“Why are you taking so long?” she demanded from downstairs. “The entire world doesn’t revolve around you.”Pascal stopped halfway down the staircase. For a brief second, the familiar words dragged him back into memories he wished he could tear apart with his bare hands. In his previous life, he would have apologised immediately. He would have lowered his head, swallowed his emotions, and tried desperately to avoid creating conflict.Now, however, something had changed. The fear that once controlled him had frozen to death alongside his body during the apocalypse. Pascal slowly lifted his gaze toward the living room below. Morning sunlight filtered through the massive glass windows of the Beckham residence, illuminating the luxurious interior with soft golden light. Everything looked peaceful. Elegant. Safe.Yet Pascal knew better than anyone how fragile that illusion truly was. In fifteen days, those
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