The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

From the crack in space, a breathtaking woman stepped out. Her alabaster skin seemed to glow, and her long blue hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her slender legs and hourglass figure were highlighted by a stunning whitish-blue gown, with a thin layer of white fabric elegantly draped around her neck.

Her blue eyes were captivating, and her lips—full and inviting—seemed to silently command attention. Even her chest area, which was perfectly proportioned, added to her overall grace and allure. Fruity, who was usually calm and composed, suddenly felt his heart racing uncontrollably, something he hadn't experienced before.

'She's beautiful,' he thought, but on the outside, he kept his expression neutral, showing no hint of what was going through his mind.

"I believe 'no' means 'no,' Elders. Don't you agree?" the woman said as she descended gracefully from the heavens. Her voice was as icy as it was calming, an enchanting blend of authority and serenity.

The moment her feet touched the ground, the earth beneath her froze, spreading out into a stunning carpet of ice. She cast a calm glance over at Fruity, who met her gaze with a neutral expression.

It was finally happening. The Ice Princess he had dreamed of since he was ten was standing right in front of him.

"Ice Princess, with all due respect, this is a matter for the Ten Thousand Lightning Valley. I must ask you not to interfere," one of the elders said, trying to maintain his authority.

"Interfere? I'm not interfering. I'm simply here, just like all of you," she replied with an icy, yet composed, tone. She then turned her attention to Fruity.

"Little brother, what is your name?" she asked.

"Fruity," he answered, offering a small smile.

"Fruity? What a delightful name," the Ice Princess said, her smile warming her otherwise frosty demeanor.

"Tell me, Little Brother Fruity, do you want to join the Ice Palace?" the Ice Princess asked.

Fruity hesitated for a moment, turning to glance at his Uncle Monk. Although his uncle didn't say a word, Fruity could read his silent approval.

"Yes, I would like to join," Fruity said with a bright smile. 'One step closer to getting closer to you,' he thought inwardly.

"Well, that settles it. Fruity is now a potential candidate for the Ice Palace. I trust the Valley won't try to steal such a promising candidate," the Ice Princess declared, her gaze fixed on the seven elders.

The elders clenched their fists in frustration. This situation was unprecedented for them. Their usual method was to show up, make an offer, and then take their chosen candidate. They had never faced a scenario like this before and were unsure how to counter it. Finally, one of them spoke up.

"The Ice Palace is known to only accept Ice Elementalists. He isn't even an Ice wielder. How can he join the Ice Palace?"

The Ice Princess glanced at Fruity and smirked at the elder. "He can always inherit the Ice element if he joins. There's no need to worry about that," she said, her tone dismissive.

"Big Sister, there's no need to worry," Fruity suddenly interjected, addressing the Ice Princess as "Big Sister." The Ice Princess looked at him, curiosity flickering in her eyes. She wanted to ask what he meant, but before she could speak, Fruity extended his hand, and a block of ice materialized in his palm.

Everyone stared at him in astonishment. But Just as the Ice Princess was about to make a subtle remark to the elders, the ice in Fruity's hand began to darken. Immediately it appeared, be it the ice princess, the seven elders, the saint, or Fruity's Uncle, everyone stared in shock.

"The Annihilation Ice," the Ice Princess said, her eyes widening with surprise as she looked at the darkened ice in Fruity's hand.

"Big Sister, is this impressive?" Fruity asked a hint of pride in his voice, however, he didn't understand where their surprise was coming from.

"Put that away!" the Ice Princess said sharply, making Fruity panic. He quickly withdrew the ice he had conjured.

At that moment, space cracked open, and the seven Elders vanished into the rift. The Ice Princess seemed poised to take action, but just as she moved, she halted. Turning back to Fruity, she said, "Little brother, do you have time to talk? Your uncle and friend can join us."

In an instant, Fruity, Aurelia, and Uncle Monk disappeared from their location and reappeared in a room that resembled an inn. They quickly gathered around a table.

"Little sister," the Ice Princess began, addressing Aurelia rather than addressing Fruity's immediate concerns, "do you want to join the Ice Palace?"

Aurelia nodded enthusiastically.

"Excellent! Not only have I found someone with Annihilation Ice, but also someone with a rare ice constitution. This is wonderful," the Ice Princess exclaimed with a broad smile.

"Big sister, why are we here?" Fruity asked, confused by the sudden shift from the awakening tower to this new setting.

"Little brother," the Ice Princess replied coldly, "would you believe me if I told you that everyone wants to kill you?"

"What?" Fruity, his uncle, and Aurelia exclaimed in shock.

The room fell silent after the Ice Princess's shocking statement. Fruity's eyes widened, and he looked at Aurelia and Uncle Monk, searching for any sign that this might be a joke.

Aurelia's face was pale, and she looked troubled. Uncle Monk's brow furrowed as he stared at the Ice Princess, trying to understand the situation.

"Why would everyone want to kill me?" Fruity finally managed to ask, his voice trembling.

"You, Fruity, have just awakened an Ice that shouldn't exist," the Ice Princess said. "Annihilation Ice is a forbidden ice constitution. It appeared only once many eons ago. I don't know much about it, but from what I've read in the Palace scriptures, Annihilation Ice is one of the Seven forbidden ice constitutions in the world."

She paused, letting her words sink in. "When I say 'forbidden,' it doesn't mean no one can awaken it. It's rare, but people have awakened it before. However, they didn't live long enough to use it. They were killed before they could grow stronger. So when I say you are in danger, I mean it.

People will want to kill you."

Fruity's heart pounded in his chest. "You're saying I'm a target?"

The Ice Princess nodded. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying. You shouldn't even trust me. I might be one of those people who could harm you."

Fruity felt a mix of fear and confusion. He glanced at Aurelia and Uncle Monk, hoping for some reassurance. Aurelia looked as if she was trying to process the gravity of the situation. Uncle Monk's face was serious, reflecting the concern he felt for Fruity.

"Is there any way to protect myself?" Fruity asked, trying to find a way out of this predicament.

The Ice Princess leaned forward, her eyes sharp. "There are ways, but they require powerful allies and knowledge. I can help you, but you must be cautious and trust no one easily."

Fruity took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "What should I do next?"

"For now, go back with your uncle and try your best to grow stronger and faster. I have already taken care of the Seven Elders and wiped everyone who witnessed your awakening memory. Nobody will remember you. No one aside Me, your uncle, and Aurelia here"

"Big sister, please wipe my memory" The Ice Princess wasn't even done speaking when Aurelia spoke making Fruity frown.