City Under Ice Antarctica の小説・ストーリー

The concentration of Ice energy particles in the tundra will be the highest on the entire continent and the other blocks will have similar levels of energy particles of individual affinities similarly used as training grounds and planetarium for energy beasts and plants of those affinities. The blocks that house Stardust City is kept at a comfortable temperature of 25 degrees Celsius year-round and no energy beasts that aren't pets were allowed there. Stardust City was the first and only City built so far, it will be the new headquarters of the Falling Stardust Guild. The guild members and their families including children and the elderly lived there. The City was also home to ex-pats, perso

Rio. The Frozen City is another world on its own. Just like its name, everything here is frozen. Lifeless. People frozen in time, regardless of what they were doing. When I was younger, my mother never failed to tell me about the apocalypse of the ancient world, one that happened without warning. The legend has it that the moon goddess despised their disregard for her and decided to show them what happens to insolent people. The people of the ancient city had supernatural powers that enabled them to do whatever they wanted.

I said as softly as I could manage. She nodded once, her eyes on me. Then began speaking. “Mountains,” she said. “Huge ones. Sharp peaks covered in snow.” She pulled a hand away, her finger moved slowly across the map. Stopping at the eastern mountain range. “There.” Several warriors leaned closer. “That’s deep rogue territory,” one of them said. Hannah continued. “There’s a city built into the mountainside. Stone walls carved directly into the rock.” Anton’s brows pulled together. “That matches some of the scout descriptions.”

Do they rely solely on their cold-resistant constitutions, living in igloos hidden deep within the canyons? As these thoughts drifted through her mind, the light ahead suddenly brightened, and her view opened wide. At the end of the narrow canyon lay an expansive subglacial plain. A vast ice dome covered the entire area, supported by some unknown means without a single pillar. Sunlight refracted through more than 300 feet of ice, casting a soft glow that resembled twilight, almost dreamlike. Buildings spread across the plain. They were all wooden, with upturned eaves, intricate brackets, and painted rafters, as beautiful as an ancient imperial city.

“You should write a manual: How to Survive the Ice King. You would make a fortune. Jason chuckled, the tension easing slightly. But as he headed toward the lab to track down the test results, he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to Vincent Maloney than the cold exterior he so carefully maintained. --- Author’s Note: What do you think Vincent is hiding behind his icy demeanor? Share your thoughts below.

' She pouts, I roll my eyes and sit down, already the vines are entwining my legs to keep me in place. The shadow is close and I can feel her gaze on me "Hey," "Hi, Anaiah," "Bored again today, I see," "Tell me about your city," Her enchanting voice asked. Has she never been to the city? Which part of the world do they belong to? "The Lycan City is humongous! It has over fifty developed packs in it with skyscrapers and huge bridges, lights that illuminate brighter like the stars, and even when it's dark you can't

CHAPTER 1 "It is a girl, my Alpha." The air, tense, remained still as the piercing cry of a newborn filled it. It was no use checking to see if it was the break of dawn; the ice and glaciers inhabiting Antarctica didn't do too much to tell the time constraint. The midwives stood side by side with each other, their hands trembling as they contemplated on who was to carry the baby.

The way to Boreas was a bridge of frozen horror. The wreck of the old climate research vessel of the consortium was like a gigantic, rusty icipation in the centre of the annular city complex. Thickness, violet-blue ice-drys spanned from the open cargo hatches of the ship to the wooden platforms of sector Zephyr. They pulsated in an uncanny, cold rhythm and deprived the city of any thermal energy. Silas! Stay with the rebels and keep the steel lungs ready for use!” ordered

he replied without hesitation, his eyes steady and unwavering. The name sent a shiver down Julien’s spine. Ice Demon City was known for its harsh climate and even harsher living conditions. It was a place where only the tough survived, a stark contrast to the familiar streets of Vermillion. Julien frowned as he considered the implications of leaving Vermillion City for Ice Demon City. That place was surrounded by the Endless Forest, isolated and far removed from any other form of civilization. The nearest city was several days away, and he couldn't quite understand why over a thousand people would choose to relocate there instead of seeking refuge in one of the major cities of the Empire.

The descent into the Deep-Frost felt less like a journey and more like a fall from grace. The transport hummed with a strained, high-pitched frequency as we dove into the sub-glacial canyons beyond the First City. Here, the air was so cold it didn't just bite; it attempted to crystallize the very breath in our lungs. Outside the reinforced viewports, the indigo quartz of the city had given way to "Elder-Ice"—a substance so ancient it was blacker than the void, translucent only when the transport's floodlights caught the frozen remains of leviathans trapped within its depths.