Frozen

As soon as I reawaken alive after having died from being tossed, god knows where I feel the absolute biting cold that washes over my body. Ice already starts to form on my face as I shiver in response to the snow that covers my body.

I stand up weakly and nearly stumble back over due to the freezing coldness that surrounds me. In this antarctic type of weather, here I am stuck without a shirt, torn-up pants, and no shoes.

I would have probably already died if it wasn't for my enhanced body and the strength that I have gained so far. But I don't know how long I will last at this rate. Only thing I can do is keep moving. For as long as I can.

And that is what I do; I step forward one step at a time. Heading in a random direction, which I hope is to a warmer biome. One where I can at least survive in normally.

But alas, the cold is too much, as I only make it about half a mile before I fall over, face-planting into the snow. At first, I was confused as to why I fell, as I felt no pain or anything.

Then I looked towards my legs and realized I no longer had my feet attached. They had frozen over and stayed planted where they were. The ice broke around my ankles, causing me to fall over without my feet.

I wanted to scream out in horror, but I felt no voice come out, nor could I feel any pain. In fact, I no longer feel cold. Just nothing!

And then I realized that I had died once more.

Some time passes before I am revived again, full body together and not frozen right away, but as if I just arrived here.

This time I can't afford to go slowly or even acknowledge the coldness, as I need to make use of the limited amount of time that I have to get as far as I can.

So I stand up quickly and immediately sprint in the same direction I was heading before. I did a quick check with AGS, and it confirmed that if I head in this direction, then I should reach a different biome, though it couldn't give me the exact distance due to this being a god's realm.

Either way, I make for a full-on sprint. And although it is difficult to run in the thick deep snow and hurts to run in the ice patches, I ignore it all. As if I waste time, who knows how many times I will die before I make it out of here.

My next death comes quickly as I was running, and the ice monster kills me. Some kind of ice spirit monster as it literally looked like floating ice parts shaped together to look like a floating snake. AGS said it is called an Ice Wraith, and it is more on the elemental types of monsters.

Well, it rammed into me and pierced straight through my back, coming out the front of my body, covered in the redness of my blood. I could only look down for a mere second to see the gaping hole in my chest before I fell over dead.

Luckily when I had awoken from my revival, the monster was already gone, so I immediately took off in another sprint towards what I can only describe as a paradise compared to this hell.

The coldness is overbearing as I have never felt so cold in my entire life. I can feel the ice forming in my lungs, making it difficult to breathe, I can feel my toes until I can no longer feel them as they have broken off to become part of the snow and ice on the ground.

And then I once more fall over, frozen like a popsicle, my eyes losing their light as my consciousness fades.

But this hell is not yet over for me as I awaken again, sprinting forward again. Hoping this is the time that I make it out of this frozen hell. And now I know why, in mythology that there is a frozen hell known as Cocytus or in Norse mythology known as Niflheim.

For this, to me, is the worst yet that I have faced, worse than any beast or monster, as this is something I can't fight against. Nature truly is the scariest monster!

All I can do is keep on running. I die, reawaken, run as far as I can until I die again, and then repeat the cycle over and over again.

Once more, I froze, another time killed by an Ice Wraith, while another I met a large twenty-foot tall ice bear and got mauled to death. This place is nothing but death. Cold and deadly. But I will not give up, and I will not break, for with all of my soul, I will my body forward as I have the burning desire to kill some gods for having put me in this hell.

My mind is focused on the singular desire to kill. And because of that, I will not let this freezing hell defeat my will!

It takes me multiple days, nearly a hundred deaths before I make it out of there. And even then, I am not completely out of the cold. But at least I have made it to a biome that is not pure ice and snow.

I made it to what looked like a simple valley of hills and small mountains, and although the air is cold, there is no more snow and ice. No more freezing deaths and Ice wraiths that pierce through my body.

I actually cried tears of joy, and this time they did not immediately freeze once they came out of my eyes and cause agonizing pain before I died as my brain froze.

I think I will hate snow and ice for the rest of my life, as I doubt that is something that I can get revenge against. I can't kill winter, can I?

Either way, it is now behind me, and I plan on keeping it that way.

So now I am off to explore this new area. I do hope there is some trees for me to make spears and some weaker monsters for me to hunt.