Frostbite

Epilogue

She saw nothing but snow and a blinding white screen. She briefly cursed her self for having teleported herself, in critical condition, to the middle of fucking nowhere.

Then she realized something.

This was actually helpful in a strange way. Snow, ice, and cold often helped her focus more and high heat often made her dizzy, so she supposed that it was good nonetheless.

While breathing heavily, she tried to stay conscious. She took a few steps forward on very unsteady legs, hardly keeping her balance. She flinched as screams appeared in her head again.

*"if they won't..vanish until I get over their deaths....does that mean I'll hear them forever..?"* she thought.

Suddenly, pain shot up her left leg. She heard a sickening crunch and she crumpled to the ground.

She lost all feeling in her left leg and realized that she had broken it. It would take a while to heal. Normally, it would heal within an instant, but due to that damned holy sword, it would take far longer to heal.

She gasped for breath as she kept her right hand across her stomach to help contain the blood flow. She looked in front of her through her one good eye and saw a cave roughly ten feet in front of her.

Shakily, she slowly crawled forward while using what little strength she had left within her arms. After what felt like hours, she reached the foot of the cave.

It was not a large cave by any means necessary. As she crawled into the cave, she ignored the unholy amounts of pain crawling through her body. Although most of her body parts were broken and damaged, her will remained unbroken; she lacked a mortal soul but she wouldn't let THAT stop her from reaching the end.

Fighting to stay awake now, she reached the end of the cave. Far enough from the mouth so that she would be able to hide well.

Scenes flashed in her vision from the scene of her playing a game called "tag" with Rose and Autumn, to a night months ago where they watched a "movie" about space where humans made massive "spaceships" and during a battle one ship was heavily damaged with lots of "critical damage warnings" going on.

Now she figured that would be her case if she was a machine.

Then she remembered charging through her father's legions, fighting Akure, and the other generals. She wondered where Mogurs skull had ended up and if it was a realm she hadn't been to and didn't recognize either.

All this flashed through her eyes as she propped herself up in a small hole, hidden by some rocks and with enough space for her to lay full out or lean against the rock side.

Leaning against the rock side, a very rare show of true emotion a tear trickled down her cheek.

"Autumn..mother..my true father..I'm sorry if I failed you...but he is gone..the one who...-gack-!" She coughed up some blood.

"You have not failed Frost," said a soft light voice suddenly.

Frost could hardly move as a bright golden light appeared in front of her and three figures shone in the light.

Though the light was blinding she managed to see who they were and who that little girl was.

"We are grateful for your sacrifice Frost and we are at peace. Please do not worry about us..our souls are safe," said the girl with her usual cheerful smile.

Before Frost could speak another familiar voice spoke.

"You've done admirably young one but now you must rest..and allow yourself to heal for the next major event, " said the god of the abyss as he appeared beside the family who slowly vanished.