The universe is a large place. There are many dimensions unexplored, many undiscovered, but they all share power and light. Stars collide with planets, Matter is sucked into pitless voids and dimensions intertwine.

 Within this vast expanse of energy, a speck of light is born, a bridge is formed, and a gate opens for the wisp to enter.
 The ambient energy in this dimension is enough to rip a soul apart. But not this speck of light,true it can be damaged, but it's light will never go out.

Embark on the Journey of a skeleton that spawns into a dungeon that seeks the path of evolution and power.




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This novel has been dropped. To be honest with you, I don't know what direction to take with the novel, as you can tell I made it up as I went, and I've also lost interest in writing this. I keep trying to come back to it, but between studying and trying to think of how the story could go I can't. Anyone is welcome to use it and build up, just let me know.

The universe is a large place. There are many dimensions unexplored, many undiscovered, but they all share power and light. Stars collide with planets, Matter is sucked into pitless voids and dimensions intertwine.

 Within this vast expanse of energy, a speck of light is born, a bridge is formed, and a gate opens for the wisp to enter.
 The ambient energy in this dimension is enough to rip a soul apart. But not this speck of light,true it can be damaged, but it's light will never go out.

Embark on the Journey of a skeleton that spawns into a dungeon that seeks the path of evolution and power.

This novel is moving to royal road under the same name "Fresh Spawn".



I do not own this cover. If the owner wishes for this cover to be taken down, please let me know and I will take it down immediately.

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A world surrounding fresh out of college teens trying to make a living out of them selfs and then drama lies and decit travels into there lives that's troubles there lives forever.

How did the day that was supposed to be my fresh start end like this?  What are these monsters that massacre us?  And especially where am I?

Ice...what does it truly mean? is it merely water in its solid form

NO!

it is much more. All can be frozen. The seas,the oceans,the sky,stars.time,space,wind, anything,everything and even nothing: all can be frozen and all shall be turned into a frozen world of all encompassing.........Ice

"Humph humph" Loke is currently running about in the second floor of the mall collecting clothes that might be needed during the apocalyse.

"Shirts! Pants! Undies! Winter clothes! Sweater! Gloves! Coats! Jackets! Socks! Shoes!"

How Loke did his job: open a luggage and put it in one place->Loke store the clothes inside his inventory first->Loke run to the luggage and put the clothes in it->repeat

[Host fighting!]

"I'm tired, but i think we need to go to sport store. Most of the shoes here is not really suitable in the apocalypse. Maybe it's because peoples are shopping they sure have a lot of money and jewelleries. The cashier alone can get triple the amount of normal store money"

Loke look around the mall "i think that's all, we can go to sport store then search for foods. Oh wait i forgot!" Loke face plam his face. 

"How could i forget? I keep talking how i want to store fresh ingredients i forgot about the culteries and kitchen cookware needed. How the heck am i going to cook it then? Ah stupid! There's a lot of them downstairs. Let's go!"

On the elevator, Loke look around. "Ah! A bed! A pillow! Toilet items! I forgot that too."

Loke rush to each sections and store them the same way as earlier.

At the end the luggage used is already 14, half the amount store earlier. The rest of the inventory have a couple of medium and small size luggage, all kinds of bags, plastic bags Loke thought to be useful later.

"Done! System the countdown?"

[17:45:36]

"Time passed by so quickly! Need to go to foods!"

It didn't take long to reach since they are about a couple blocks away in the same floor. Loke rush inside and use the plastic they provided to wrap the fresh ingredients then put it in the bigger plastic bag taken at the mall earlier. Loke also store the fruits, veges, meats that's already in a sealed container. For fresh seafood it cannot be help, Loke need to wrap it one by one. The same goes for fresh meat, Loke only take the already chopped meat into parts. 

When Loke is done, he moves to the fridge that contains various of frozen foods. He places them in a luggage reluctantly and decided that this should just store frozen foods in the future. Loke also take dairy products, grains, oils and seasonings. Since Loke is not well versed in cooking, he just store all the seasonings except for salt, sugar, pepper that is essential, he takes only 1/3. For the canned food he only took 1/4 of it then leave the rest for others.

Next, Loke goes to drink section. He stores his favourite drinks then mineral water, he takes all the 20L and 10L mineral bottles. The rest he takes 1/4 of it. He goes to alcoholic section, although he is not a person who drinks this stuff but it might be useful in the future so he takes 1/5 of it. Especially wine where Loke usually notice they are pour during cooking he takes a lot more than other drinks.

Almost forgot, Loke goes into snacks section. He only store what he likes which is not a lot. He's not a type of person who likes snacking that much. However he did store a lot of chocolates instead. 

Conveniently, he finds box container along the way, he just wish he finds this before he put those frozen food inside the luggage. He grumbles but stores all of them either way. He also store kitchen appliances, he takes whatever that he could. He store a mini fridge, microwave oven, toaster, rice cooker and many more. Finally, Loke goes around the shopping mall and get some miscellaneous items and his sport shoes. 

"System how many hours?" Loke plopped on the seat at the mcdonald and drink a bottle mineral water. 

[15:15:34]

"Huh i think i won't get any sleep today. We only goes to one shopping mall and there's a lot of other banks we didn't rob yet. We are short of time more than i thought." Loke said in despair. 

"In the next shopping mall, we should just search for ATM and jewellery stores then go to collect some bags and container before going to store foods and this time we will only take frozen food and fresh seafood. There is already a lot of meats in frozen food, but the seafoods are important, it's my favourite!"

[Host work hard! :)] 

"That smile is freakishly annoying at the moment. I want to rest for 15 minutes and eat mcd first then i will get going. Inform me"

[Alright.]

[What is the most important thing during the apocalypse?"

" Food? Weapon? Ummm... Special Abilities?"

[Beep! Host's answer is accepted. Second question commend.]

[What is the most useless thing during the apocalypse?]

" Money."

[System complete.]

[Time before the apocalypse 24:00:00]

[May Host use the time efficiently before apocalypse start]

[Creating an AI System...]

[AI System complete]

The system opened a window in Frozen Milk's field of vision and Frozen Milk was sucked into it as he traced what has happened in the past:
It was on a lonely Christmas day. Christmas eve to be precise. Frozen Milk just like every other day without fail uploaded a new chapter and was bombarded by massive hate. He just shrugged it off and tried to entertain himself. However, today it just didn't feel right.
Frozen Milk shut down his computer and looked out of the window and sighed. It was snowing and it was already dark. The Christmas lights lit up the streets and the whole city. It was beautiful but Frozen Milk couldn't appreciate it.
He had no heart to adore beautiful and nice things. His small apartment that consisted of his bedroom and kitchen and bathroom was completely dark. And so he sat for a while in the darkness before he left his bedroom and stood in front of the door.
One hand on the doorknob, Frozen Milk contemplated if he should go out and get some fresh air. He felt suffocating in his place and he hasn't been out for a long while, so he needed some fresh air and exercise.
However, there was a nagging feeling that dragged his heart down and numbed his mind. Frozen Milk didn't know what it was. In fact, he knew but he didn't want to admit and brushed it aside.
It was loneliness.
Frozen Milk looked at his phone. No messages, no notifications, nothing.
Christmas Eve was a wonderful day, a happy day.
It was all that but Frozen Milk felt none of it. Frozen Milk was young man. He was 25. He made good money from writing his novels, in particular, his current novel 'Another one fell through' was going good. It had the right amount of hate yet all the readers kept coming back to read it.
He was happy. Frozen Milk was indeed a happy person. Who wouldn't be happy living like this?
Frozen Milk opened the door and stepped outside. His apartment was located in a high apartment complex and the metropolitan city he lived in was an all-time favourite capital sought by many visitors.
He took the lift and stepped onto the street. The fresh and cold air immediately hit his face and Frozen Milk's nose turned red. It was cold but it was relieving. The little snowflakes flew across the wind and settled on his head and face.
Then they melted into small water drops and mingled with the hot ones that dropped from his eyes. Frozen Milk instantly wiped them away.
He was a happy person. He lived a good life. There was nothing that would make him feel the other way.
The snow was too vicious, creating the illusion that a grown man like him longed for warmth and emotional support.
Frozen Milk walked down the street and to his surprise not many people wandered around at this time of the night. Usually, even if it was Christmas Eve and the time, there was always an abundance of people on the streets. Everywhere.
But tonight there wasn't and Frozen Milk was secretly glad this was the case. He didn't have to worry about onlookers.
Frozen Milk went to a nearby park and sat down. Alone in the dark night, he hummed to himself. He pulled out his phone and read the neverending flood of comments underneath his new chapter but couldn't get himself into mood again.
Instead, of feeling happy about it, it just made him more and more sad. Frozen Milk didn't enjoy to be hated. Frozen Milk didn't enjoy to have his works he poured effort and time into be trashed like this. Frozen Milk didn't enjoy torturing his readers. Frozen Milk didn't enjoy any of it.
However, it was a familiar feeling and only when those words, that hatred and that pain surrounded him, he felt at ease. He was used to it since a long time and then when he finally freed himself from it, he sought it again through other means, through his works.
It was a vicious cycle. He could get rid of it but then craved it because it was comfortable, because that was the only thing he knew.
Just like now, he freed himself but he still dialled the number with the name 'Mum' on it. And again like always when Frozen Milk sought something else to soothe himself, the vicious 'The subscriber is not available. Please try again at another time.'
Of course, Frozen Milk didn't expect anything else, what should he expect if the one on the other end didn't want to have anything to do with him? However, this was also something comforting and a ritual for him.
Frozen Milk put the phone down and stared in front of him. His fingers held his lips up yet Frozen Milk couldn't smile.
It was such a lonely day. On most days, he didn't mind and it wouldn't bother him but every time there was a festive day like this where everyone would spend it with their loved ones, Frozen Milk couldn't help but regress into a little child that wanted to be loved but wasn't.
Frozen Milk stood up and left the park.
He was clearer about it than anyone else. Frozen Milk wasn't happy. He wasn't. At this point, he was just an empty shell too afraid to die or give up on living.
There was all that was to it.
He couldn't bear this train of depressing thoughts and found a pub. He would drink everything away.
And so, Frozen Milk chugged one drink after another one and laid his head on the table. There were a few other people around him with their friends.
Friends. Did Frozen Milk sought those types of connection? No.
However, everyone did. It was another lie.
The table next to Frozen Milk was particularly loud and his headache pulsated but he was forced to listen to their conversation.
"My brother is so annoying, everytime he would just come to my place and-"
Brother... Frozen Milk sighed and headed out.
A warm feeling ran down his face and he collapsed next to a street lantern. He felt nauseous and he wanted to cry.
What about his brother? But of course, there was no one that cared about Frozen Milk. All they gave him was the cold shoulder or a vicious treatment.
After all, he had the audacity to exist.
Frozen Milk felt sick. He felt sleepy and just wanted to cuddle into his bed. But the alcohol brought forth emotions he never wanted to experience and so he sobbed at his desk and typed furiously into his computer.
Vil, his villain Vil, the poor character that was driven out by his father but still loved. Then wouldn't there be another character? A character that didn't receive their parents' love, care and protection? Their sibling's love and affection?
What about such a character? A character that was thrown out, its existence denied and because of the lack of basic human needs, it grew up to become a scum. A scum that fought for itself and later become the king and ruled over everyone. This character was handsome and despite its tragic childhood, it became a happy person.
This character had all of Frozen Milk's feelings, identity and dreams poured in and in the end, this character would blossom to have a life that was greater than any person's in life. This was the birth of the character 'Bro'.
The neglected prince that the king didn't want, the younger brother Vil looked down upon and-
Frozen Milk wrote chapter after chapter, then published it.
Excitingly he read it over and over again but the tears just wouldn't stop.
This was pathetic. He deleted those chapters and they were buried forever in the loss of memories Frozen Milk the next day experienced after he passed out and threw up on his bed.
None of the feelings he felt the prior day was present and Frozen Milk was once again the good, old scum author.

Check out my new BL novel: I teleported again and now all demons want me! 
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To lighten the wrath of his blackened readers, Frozen Milk was forced to transmigrate into his own novel to witness what *** he wrote.

What's this? One plothole, two plotholes... plotholes everywhere!

How do you counter a novel full of plotholes? 
Of course, with constant bullshit, constant crap and constant nonsense!

It shouldn't be working but the result?

Terrifying!

Long live holy creator Frozen Milk!

"Damn! What the hell is this?? Wasn't this supposed to be a comedy rip off? A parody? So, why are all my characters leeching onto me? Do I look like a bamboo stick to climb and eat? To stick in between your cheeks?"

"Hello? System help?"

"System is currently on holida- undergoing maintenance, host."

"%$@#!" 

Frozen Milk was nearing his despair. Bent, straight, bent, straight, bent, STRAIGHT!!!!

Be ready to have your brains fried, your life questioned and above all your integrity disappear!

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This is completed!
Disclaimer: some profanities and innuendos 
Has elements of BL

First book in the 'Scum Series'

Here we are one more time 
I can see  clearly what gonna happen 
I can see you yelling at me.

I can't see the future but its a routine 
Something we do over and over again
Until our voices break.

I hear the door 
I yell to the air 
Asking why.

I cry and cry until 
I notice how 
How frozen it's my time.

Everything stop moving 
No sound, no movement 
No yelling, no fights.

Just me, myself and i
That where it hit 
Where was I standing.

I just to have an empire 
But a man/woman destroyed it 
It became ashes in the ground.

While the time was frozen 
I escape from that place 
I used to call "home".

I run and run 
Until I get to my castle 
And I rebuild it.

My time still frozen 
My heart free as a bird 
My feet running from that place.

While my time is still frozen 
While my problems are frozen 
While the people are frozen.

I breathe as nobody has
Breathe the fresh air 
Crossing through my whole body.

Then my frozen time stops 
And the clock tik one again
But I'm far away.

-Vanessa .




 

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