Cold Apocalypse: My Wife's Betrayal

The Throne of Ice

The Dominator's enormous, sharp-edged claws moved toward my face as they sent an icy gust that brought death with its presence.

I didn't blink. I didn't step back. I used my full Titan Power to pull the core, which pulsed with cold from its chest as I held it at its center.

I used my body to pull my arms backward while I heard my flesh tear apart and my bones snap. I pulled a massive glowing blue crystal out of the beast's chest cavity while black blood sprayed across my face.

The Dominator became motionless. Its claws stopped just one inch from my eyes. Its body, which measured fifteen feet tall, fell to the ground after it exhaled a faint gurgling breath.

The System appeared in front of my vision as an immediate bright light.

The system identified and deleted the target who belonged to the Dominator's Tier-3 classification.

The system detected an Extremely Rare Genetic Core.

You can choose to Splice right now, which will cause your cells to suffer extreme damage during active combat. YES / NO]

I shouted my response with a loud "Yes!"

The remaining beasts of the horde—the ones that had backed away in fear—saw their leader fall. The fifty mutated monsters all charged toward me at once, which created a tidal wave of teeth and claws driven by their wild panic and hunger.

The blue crystal shattered into pieces at the exact same moment that I held it in my hands. The object transformed into a violent energy storm, which blasted into my chest and mouth. I fell to my knees while I screamed from the intense pain I experienced. My blood felt like it was being replaced by liquid nitrogen. My organs felt like they were freezing solid, but then they got reconstructed with a stronger form. My Bone-Plated Skin increased in density while a horrifying blue mist started to escape from my mouth with every breath I took.

“System: Splice Complete. New Traits Acquired…”

The horde stood ten feet away from us. They were prepared to jump at me so they could rip me apart into a thousand pieces.

I stood up. I didn't need my broken titanium axe anymore. I took a deep breath to experience the complete freezing power that filled my lungs. I opened my mouth and unleashed my new power.

A massive, roaring torrent of blue, freezing frost-fire erupted from my lips. The temperature was so low that it achieved absolute zero, which means it should not exist. The blast hit the charging horde, dropping the temperature in the room to minus one hundred degrees in a split second.

The beasts didn't even have time to scream. The frost-breath hit them mid-air. Their blood froze instantly. Their muscles turned to solid ice. They crashed to the floor as solid, frozen statues.

I walked over to the nearest frozen hound and tapped its head with my finger. The ice statue shattered into a million pieces of red ice. The entire horde got completely destroyed. I stood alone in the quiet, ruined store, breathing out plumes of blue mist. I was untouchable.

The slums descended into full, terrifying darkness while I stood as a god among ice sculptures.

The orange glow of Mr. Henderson's stolen kerosene heater flickered weakly inside the pitch-black apartment. Elena sat on the floor, holding her hands as close to the metal cage as possible, shivering violently. Marcus sat next to her, staring blankly at the wall.

The flame died when it produced a quiet sputter sound.

The room plunged into absolute blackness. The minus forty-degree cold rushed back in immediately, biting at their skin like invisible needles.

Elena screamed no repeatedly while she shook the metal heater The room was empty. Marcus, you need to help fix it.

Marcus pulled his knees to his chest while his teeth made loud clicking noises. Elena, I can't do anything because the situation has reached a dead end. We ran out of fuel after killing the last guy who had extra supplies. We're going to freeze to death.

The dark space became visible to Elena when she entered. Her eyes which were wide and desperate had pure malice in them. The sweet, innocent mask she used to wear for me was completely gone. The useless heater was dropped by her onto the floor.

The couple in apartment 4B... they have a baby. I saw them bringing in lots of firewood and baby formula yesterday. They will open the door when we show signs of freezing because people with babies are known to care.

Marcus stared at her with a horrified expression because of what he was hearing. Elena, you want to steal from a family that has a baby? That idea is completely insane.

Elena spoke the words "I want to live" while she took the bloody baseball bat from the ground and pushed it into his hands. "Get up, Marcus, because no one will come to rescue us from this situation.

Our mission requires us to take their firearms while we take their food supplies. Let's go."

The industrial district experienced heavy military engines, which created loud noises that cut through the blizzard's howling winds.

The three armored troop transports moved down the frozen street with their heavy snow treads while their high-beam headlights illuminated the nighttime darkness. Commander Graves checked his military-grade assault rifle magazine while he sat in the lead vehicle.

Graves used his radio to address his elite mercenary squad when he shouted, "Listen up, Enforcers". The target is Kaelen Vance. The target is hiding in the bunker, which contains the city's entire food supply, located on this street. We shut the doors to take control of the food supply, which we will bring to the Patriarch along with his grandson's head. Shoot on sight."

The trucks stopped abruptly when their drivers applied the brakes to stop at a distance of fifty yards from the concealed entrance of Shelter 04. Twenty highly trained and heavily armed mercenaries began their mission by exiting the snow-covered heavy back doors which had opened. They raised their rifles, aiming their red laser sights around the area.

They discovered an unsealed corridor that connected two different spaces.

A soldier yelled "Commander" while he pointed down the street with his voice trembling. "Look at this!"

Graves left his truck to see the street, which contained a complete cemetery of dead monsters. The street turned into a graveyard because countless Frost-Hounds died, which crushed mutant rats and left behind shattered ice statues. Beast's blood stained the snow completely black.

I sat on top of the gigantic dead body, which belonged to the Tier-3 Dominator.

The freezing wind made my torn clothes move in the wind. My body displayed bone plates that extended over my skin as thick grey coverage. A terrifying blue mist drifted from my lips, and my eyes showed the System's cold light. I looked down at the twenty elite soldiers from my throne of corpses.

Graves needed to swallow because his heart beat rapidly in his chest. The Vance Patriarch described this man as a cowardly, useless son-in-law, but he actually represented a monster.

Graves shouted "Kaelen Vance" when he aimed his rifle at my chest while he pretended to be brave. The bunker and food supplies belong to you because the area around you has been surrounded by police. The Patriarch might grant you a chance to live as a slave if you comply with his orders to surrender.

I stepped up onto the dead Dominator's chest. I looked at the twenty laser sights pointed at my body, and a cold, cruel smile spread across my face.

"You came to my house," I whispered, my voice carrying clearly over the howling wind. "And you brought me fresh meat."