All Chapters of FROZEN SOVEREIGN: THE ICEBOUND OVERLORD : Chapter 21
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Memories Of His Past
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONEFor two merciless days, the frigid cataclysm swallowed Eldoria whole.Snow fell in blinding sheets, then thickened into a whiteout so dense that streetlights became faint ghosts ten paces away.Jagged ice boulders the size of carriages plummeted from the blackened sky, shattering rooftops, crushing cars into twisted metal pancakes, and pulping anyone unlucky enough to look up. Winds screamed through the city’s canyons like living things, driving needle-sharp flakes into every crack and crevice.Temperatures plunged so low that breath froze mid-exhalation, eyelashes iced shut, and exposed skin blistered with instant frostbite.Inside Creamcastle Heavenly Casino, the golden lights flickered and died as the power grid failed. Patrons who had laughed at Collin’s drunken bets only hours earlier now fought like animals for the last working generator.A woman in a sequined gown was trampled near the roulette wheel; her screams cut short when an ice slab punched through th
Frozen Decision
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO—Two Days Ago—The heavy oak door of Vaughn Residence slammed shut behind them with a hollow thud.Edgar and Madelyn had barely made it inside. Their bodies were already betraying them. Edgar’s lips had turned a deep, sickly purple.Violent convulsions wracked his frame as he staggered forward, teeth chattering so hard they sounded like breaking glass.Madelyn was in no better shape. Her face was ghostly pale, frostbite already blooming across her exposed skin.She hastily kicked off her heels. Her right ankle was bright red, swollen, and blistered from both frostbite and the long hours of forcing her feet into those ridiculous shoes. The discarded heels clattered uselessly across the marble floor.“Edgar… Edgar, breathe!” Madelyn’s voice cracked with panic as she staggered beside her son.The iciness had already seeped deep into the house. White frost marks crawled up the walls like living veins, spreading with terrifying speed.Edgar couldn’t answer. His broken no
Thrown Into The Cold
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREEMadelyn stared at Edgar as though she had misheard him.The weak light from their phones trembled across the frozen living room, illuminating his bruised face, broken nose, and eyes filled with cold impatience.“Go,” Edgar said again, voice nasal and rough. “Get the coal.”Madelyn’s lips parted in disbelief.“Are you insane?” she snapped. “Look outside! I’ll freeze to death!”Edgar’s jaw tightened.“And what about me?” he shouted back. “You want me to sit here and die instead?”“I’m your mother!”“You’re also closer to the damn door!”Madelyn recoiled as if slapped. For years, Edgar had been loud, spoiled, reckless—but never this. Never openly defiant. And never speaking to her this way.She straightened, fury momentarily overpowering fear.“You ungrateful little bastard,” she hissed. “I raised you. Fed you. Protected you. I am the elder here. You are the younger generation. You should go out there.”Edgar barked a harsh laugh that ended in a painful wheeze.“The
Gone
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR Edgar rolled his eyes as he slid the final lock into place. The muffled pounding of Madelyn’s fists came from the other side of the door, mixed with her furious screams and the howl of the storm. He barely listened. “Always ordering people around,” he muttered under his breath. “Do this. Do that. Go here. Go there.” He sniffed painfully through his broken nose and winced. “Let her be useful for once.” Shaking his head, Edgar turned away from the entrance and started up the staircase, using the weak light from his phone to guide himself through the freezing darkness. His body still ached. His shoulder throbbed where the falling ice had struck him. His nose burned with every breath. But at least he was inside. At least he was warm. Well... warmer than outside. He began humming under his breath, some half-remembered tune from years ago, trying to steady himself. One step after another. The grand staircase groaned beneath him. Frost coated the railings. T
Frozen Silence
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVEZane sat alone in the dim warmth of his control room, the glow of multiple screens reflecting faintly in his eyes. Outside, the world was collapsing under the snowpocalypse.With a slow tap on his phone, he activated the external speaker linked to Vaughn Residence. The connection crackled briefly before Madelyn’s distant chaos filled the room like a ghostly echo carried through the storm.At the same time, Zane was scrolling through live online feeds. The news had exploded globally. Reports of the unnatural ice age dominated every platform, trending at the very top of search engines. People were panicking, speculating, recording whatever they could while they still had the chance.One livestream caught his attention.A reckless content creator stood in the heart of the blizzard, laughing nervously as he tried to document the extreme weather. His breath poured out in thick white clouds, his camera shaking violently as the wind roared around him.Zane exhaled slowly
Deal In The Storm
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIXEdgar quickly explained the plan to Madelyn.Their only chance of survival was to clear the blocked chimney and relight the fireplace immediately. Without it, the frost would continue spreading until the entire house became unlivable.But in Madelyn’s condition, there was no way she could go outside, let alone climb onto the roof. That left only one option.Him. He was the only one capable of reaching the chimney.Madelyn’s expression changed instantly.“No,” she refused sharply. “You are not going up there.”Edgar frowned.“Then what do you suggest?” he snapped. “Wait here and freeze to death?”Madelyn shook her head, panic rising in her voice.“I saw it, Edgar. That storm isn’t normal. I’ve been outside. I know what it does to a human body. If you go up there, you won’t come back.”She took a shaky breath.“We just need to hold on until morning. The temperature might stabilize.”Edgar stared at her like she had lost her mind.“And what if it doesn’t?” he asked col
Code Black
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENCollin pushed through the crowd like a man possessed, his shoulders slamming into strangers as he forced his way forward without apology.The Central Relief Distribution Center had descended into chaos. Hundreds of people packed tightly behind barricades, shouting over one another, waving their hands, desperate for food, water, and anything that could help them survive.Government officials barked orders while armed officers struggled to maintain control, but the tension in the air was thick and ready to snap.“Form a line!”“Everyone will get something!”“No pushing!”The commands meant nothing. Fear had already taken over.Collin didn’t even try to follow orders. He cut straight toward the front, eyes locked on the stacked supplies behind the barricade.“I need supplies!” he shouted, his voice cutting through the noise. “A lot of it! You don’t understand—we need more than this!”A guard immediately stepped in front of him, blocking his path with a firm hand agai
Not The Only One
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTCollin did not have the luxury of hesitation. Within minutes, everything had been loaded and forced into motion. The forty-minute window he had spoken about was already gone, and just two minutes past five—the sky tore open again.The wind roared like something alive. Snow didn’t have the luxury of falling—it slammed, hard enough to crack bone.People froze where they stood at first, stunned by the sudden shift. Then instinct took over. Panic erupted. They scattered in all directions, scrambling for shelter, for warmth, for anything that might keep them alive.Freya barely had time to process what was happening before Collin grabbed her wrist and dragged her into Rex’s vehicle. The door slammed shut, and Rex didn’t hesitate—he floored the accelerator and shot forward, heading straight for the outskirts of Eldoria.Behind them, the city collapsed into madness.Rex wasn’t just anyone. He was someone Collin had known from the casino—back when Rex was nothing more tha
The Master and The Pawn
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE[BITS Core does not have sufficient information to confirm the presence of another reborn individual.]Zane stood still as the response echoed in his mind. It wasn’t the answer he wanted—but it was enough. He didn’t need confirmation anymore.Collin’s actions had already crossed the line between coincidence and certainty.Zane’s gaze remained fixed on the screen. Out of the total funds he had amassed, only one billion dollars remained untouched after securing everything he needed for long-term survival. What remained… was power.The Bunker Item Transporter System—BITS—was no longer just a storage phone. It had evolved. Or rather, it had revealed more of itself.Teleportation.Machination.The ability to construct, modify, and materialize objects directly from conceptual input. Anything he could imagine—anything within the system’s limit—could be created.But it wasn’t free. Everything required fuel. Zane didn’t hesitate. He transferred the entire one billion into t
The Reaper In The Blizzard
CHAPTER THIRTYIt took several minutes for Zane to recover from recalling his past with Raze Korr.He looked away but ended up with his gaze fixed on the screen displaying the interior of the Creamcastle Estate restaurant. His jaw tightened.He had warned Alina. He had been explicit: do not leave the house. Yet there she was, trapped like a bird in a cage alongside Margaret. Did they truly think the frost had peaked? That the world was simply going back to business as usual?Before the thought could even finish, the screen shuddered. A massive, jagged spire of ice—a crystalline monolith—dropped from the sky like a spear, slamming directly into the restaurant’s corridor.It didn't just block the path; it anchored itself there, followed by several more heavy falls that piled up into an impassable wall of ice.Zane’s frown deepened into a hard line. The restaurant was a split-story building, and with the main exit pulverized, the only way out was the high-altitude back door.To jump from