Chapter 64: Chilling Fear (Rewritten)
The entity that had been pursuing Seele was abnormal, not having the same aesthetic as the usual Fragmentum monster. It was a feral thing, one that was more reminiscent of a Nightmare Creature.
However, Seele found that she recognized the creature.
’...No way.’
The Fragmentum had assaulted Rivet Town without warning, not having a gradual corrosion of the surroundings like it should have. The reason for this was due to a certain Fragmentum creature — one that was powerful enough to corrode it’s surroundings upon arrival, extending the reach of the Fragmentum.
That creature had abilities that were very reminiscent of the entity before her, but she had failed to recognize it due to the fact that she couldn’t see, and that she was too busy running for her life.
Snarling, Seele gazed at the transformed abomination with hatred, ignoring the acid that went up her throat as she resisted the urge to vomit.
Initially, it appeared as a simple cold entity, a curious anomaly that floated with elegance and enigma. A deep, ethereal frost wrapped around it, glittering like starlight, hypnotic in its beauty. But now, the thing had become something darker, far more insidious.
The wraith-like creature, born of the same chilling cosmic forces, had mutated into something feral. Its once-sleek, crystalline form had splintered, twisted into jagged shards that protruded from its body like vicious, frozen claws. The creature’s body, once shimmering with a clean, icy radiance, was now a nightmarish amalgamation of sharp, cracked ice and an oppressive, unnatural darkness. Its translucent skin no longer glittered — it had become murky, clouded, like a frozen river obscured by endless snow.
The shadow of the wraith danced against walls, flickering like a cruel, half-formed specter, though nothing in the world could have prepared her for the cold, hollow eyes that now gleamed beneath its frozen crown.
It stalked, no longer gliding, its movements erratic, sharp, as though its very existence was borne of hunger. Its presence was an overwhelming force of nothingness, swallowing all warmth, draining life, and leaving the air suffocatingly still. The air around it froze solid, turning into a jagged veil of sharp ice that tore through the air with a violent hiss whenever it moved.
Every small movement it made caused Seele to flinch, her scythe lowered to cover her abdomen as she bit her lip.