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After an encounter with an archangel, Claire Hill, or more aptly known as the 'Ice Queen' by the rest of her peers, is sent to another world. With a personality that disregards the rest, a natural aura that pushes people away, and eyes that could stare a person to death, Michael wonders how this girl before him could ever hope to fit into her new world. Shaking his head slightly, he decides to enjoy watching her antics and adventure. Thus begins the comedic, fantasy, action, slice of lifeish adventure of the Ice Queen now changed into a literal Ice Fairy with the ability to summon and control the power of...wait for it...ice! Could it have been anything other than ice? I mean, the title says it all, even the cover. Welcome to a serious and not serious novel, where dissing Isekai and living Isekai go hand in hand. Where romance buds between two similar but not so similar girls. Yet, things still are not as they first appear. *Advanced chapters can be read on Wattpad. In fact, this story is best read there, due to formatting, and character pages. - - - Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/lotschrono My Discord Server: https://discord.gg/vwKhVUR *The cover image is not owned by me, but merely used to make the cover for the novel. In fact, any image used in the story does not belong to me. The story, however, does belong to me.
The girl opened her eyes to an abyss. She could see nothing. Hear nothing. Smell nothing. All she felt was the cold texture of chains spiraled upon her arms, legs, and her knees meeting a chilling floor.
"No," She decided.
Though she could clearly see, there was nothing to see. Though she could clearly hear, there was nothing to hear. Though she could clearly smell, there was nothing to smell. And although she could feel, only the cold hugged her.
Time seemed eternal within that space. Time seemed nonexistent as well. For day and night did not exist, she did not slumber. Instead, her mind ran with thoughts.
Why was she here? She did not know. And that confused her.
Many times she had tried to escape and each willingness ended with failure. The first. The second. The fifth. The hundredth. The ten thousandth. She had tried to escape many, many, times.
"How long have I existed, chained here?" The girl muttered to no one, resigning herself. All she knew since she became conscious was an ever consuming darkness.
And so, without her knowledge, hundreds of years silently trickled by.
She did not see light until much, much, later.
