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An untimely winter descended upon the Sea of the Afterlife.
Driven by the raging blizzard centered around the World Tree, a layer of white frost began to form along the tree’s bark. Cracking sounds echoed as the frost spread, racing down the massive trunk and reaching all the way to its deepest roots.
At the same time, a thin layer of ice radiated across the black waters of the abyss. It spread like spider webs, or rather, like countless crystalline snowflakes forming across the dark sea. The ice patterns grew more intricate with each passing moment, vast crystals blooming into frozen flowers above the water’s surface. The geometric shapes glimmered and shifted, moving and dancing as though they were alive.
It was a kaleidoscope of ice, a true sight to behold. A world of white was unfolding around the World Tree, forming an icy garden that seemingly had no end.
Winter had truly arrived on a sea of death—all thanks to the new Queen of the Snow Folk and Monarch of Nightmare.
“Let’s see how you endure it,” Sirka said to the World Tree. “Such is the winter we’ve suffered through.”
For a moment, Sillad’s figure seemed to overlap with...
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