Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Master, there's someone in the sky!" one of the Ice Giant's underlings suddenly exclaimed, breaking the grim rhythm of their cruel tasks.

The Ice Giant's massive frame jerked upright, startled. He raised his head and squinted at the frozen horizon above.

There, a young human floated with an air of calm authority, standing out starkly against the pale, icy backdrop.

"A human? In Frostbane?!" the Ice Giant growled, his voice a booming roar. The sheer audacity of a mere human entering their domain infuriated him. "How dare he!"

The frost-covered ground cracked beneath his weight as he stomped forward, propelling himself skyward with immense force.

"Whoosh!"

The icy winds howled in his wake, his towering figure cutting through the air like a glacier in motion.

The Ice Giant's furious charge was halted mid-flight.

"Noisy," Aengus muttered disdainfully, as he raised a hand lazily.

Suddenly, the Ice Giant froze midair, his enormous body locked in place as though bound by invisible chains. His massive limbs struggled but failed to break free, the sheer weight of the oppressive force crushing him into submission.

"What's happening?" the Ice Giant gasped, his booming voice now tinged with disbelief and fear. His frost-covered skin began to crack under the pressure, sending shards of ice scattering like splinters.

Aengus floated with an aura of unshakable dominance, his dark eyes gleaming as he gazed down upon the pitiful sight.

"Pathetic Creature."

"Buzz!"

Aengus casually waved his hand, and a swirling black hole appeared in his palm, radiating an ominous, gravitational pull. Discover more stories at empire

"Nooooo!"

The Ice Giant's booming cry of despair echoed briefly before he was mercilessly sucked into the void, his massive body vanishing without a trace. Oblivion claimed him in an instant.

"What the..."

The remaining Ice Demons froze in place, their eyes wide with terror and disbelief. Their massive frames trembled as the reality of their master's demise sank in. The once fearsome and commanding Ice Giant was erased in moments, without a chance to fight back.

Some of the underlings instinctively stepped back, their minds racing with the impossible sight they had just witnessed.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"H-he devoured him... like nothing," one demon whispered, his voice shaky, barely audible over the frosty air.

"Your history ends today," Aengus declared coldly, his voice carrying a finality that left no room for hope.

His piercing gaze swept over the Frostbane City, already weighed down by its oppressive aura and the soulless husks that populated its streets. He had seen enough—the city was beyond redemption, a den of cruelty that had outlived its purpose.

"BUZZ, BUZZZ, BUZZZZZ!"

The ominous sound of energy converging intensified as the black hole on his palm began to grow. It expanded steadily, pulsing with a deep, ancient power that sent tremors through the frozen ground.

The Ice Demons stood frozen in terror, their eyes wide as they watched the devouring vortex swell to an unimaginable size. Its edges crackled with dark energy, the sheer force distorting the very air around it.

The sky seemed to darken as the black hole reached its peak—a colossal, gaping void suspended in the heavens, casting its shadow over the entire city.

The swallowing sound deepened, echoing like the roar of an ancient beast. The ground beneath the Ice Demons began to tremble violently, cracks spreading like jagged lightning through the icy terrain.

One Ice Demon fell to his knees, his voice trembling as he muttered, "This... this is the end."

Another clawed at the ground in desperation, his instincts screaming for him to flee, though his legs refused to move.

"We can't escape it... nothing can escape that!"

Demons, buildings, ice, all materials were quickly devoured by the black hole above his head.

Aengus stood focused, unblinking, as if granting freedom to the enslaved spirits by fueling his growth.

MANAS NOTIFICATIONS:

You have leveled up.

You have leveled up.

You have leveled up.

...

Notifications continuously flashed before his eyes as he savored the increase in strength, bringing him closer to his goal.

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Made of extreme ice, in the unforgiving icy air sharp as knives and relentless blizzards, stood an enormous structure resembling a cave rising from the earth.

An open hall faced the harsh snowfall, protected by an invisible barrier. The floor glistened in pristine white, a stark contrast to the icy hell outside.

In the center of the hall stood a grand table, and seated at its heart was a commanding figure, arms crossed, his piercing gaze fixed on the horizon.

The figure was an Ice Demon, but no ordinary one. His appearance was almost human, with frost-kissed skin, a massive frame, and two wavy horns curving gracefully from his head. His eyes glowed a deep, icy blue, and his posture exuded absolute pride, as though nothing in existence could rival his supremacy. The faint smirk on his face spoke volumes of his self-assured dominance.

Beside the prideful demon sat a Medusa adorned with a crown embedded with glistening jewels.

She was no ordinary creature either; her regal demeanor radiated authority, like that of an empress. Snuggled into his chest, she rested comfortably, her presence complementing his own. Unlike the demon's commanding frost, she embodied a more elegant, serpentine beauty—a creature of human-like form with serpentine features, her aura no less intimidating.

Suddenly, the demon's muscular frame shifted with a restless energy, his domineering aura rippling through the hall.

The Medusa stirred, her serpentine eyes opening to meet his smirking face.

"What's wrong, Lucifer?" she asked softly, her voice laced with curiosity and a hint of caution.

"He is here," Lucifer replied, his smirk widening. His icy blue eyes glinted with anticipation, like a predator finally spotting its prey.

"Who's here?" the Medusa asked, her curiosity piqued.

"You know who it is, Garcia," Lucifer replied with a grin.

Seeing the gleam in his eyes, recognition dawned on her.

"You mean the Heir of Ruination? The one the Supreme One warned us about?" Garcia asked, her voice tinged with both excitement and greed, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Yes. Just as the Supreme Father foretold. He's come to my domain for his hunt, but it will be his last day alive. I have been waiting for this day so long," Lucifer declared, rising to his feet.

The sheer force of his movement trembled the earth beneath them as he added with a booming voice, "Let's go!"