In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

"I've completely remodeled the entire Elf Maze, it's absolutely safe!" Ramiris said, hands on her hips, looking very impressive.

"Hmm..." Gransta nodded in agreement this time. The [Labyrinth Creation] ability was indeed very useful. It seemed that Ramiris had been thinking about moving for a while.

[Please... Lord Gransta, prepare... for awakening!]

The Overlord's urging voice echoed in Gransta's mind once more.

"Ramillies, I'm going in." Gransta said and walked into the depths of the labyrinth created by Ramillies.

Ramiris's expression immediately turned serious, revealing a rare hint of solemnity as she raised her small fist at Gransta's retreating figure.

"Gransta, you have to succeed!"

...

Upon catching the eye,

The world seemed to be painted white, with undulating ice fields, howling winds, and temperatures so low that they could almost wipe out any living thing.

Gulansta, however, felt no discomfort whatsoever, strolling as easily and comfortably as if in her own garden. On the contrary, she thrived in such an extremely cold environment.

"So familiar..." Gransta silently closed his eyes, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face.

His thoughts raced, and he couldn't help but think of how, before he was reincarnated into this world, he had also ended his life in such an extreme environment... and thus came to be in this world.

Today, it is the same, but this time it is witnessing life entering its ultimate stage!

Gransta arrived at the place where he had previously placed the Elf Throne in the labyrinth. He had a vague feeling that this was the most suitable place for him to awaken.

tread--

The moment Gransta stepped onto the top of the altar, the Elven Throne within the isolated space inside his body seemed to come alive, trembling incessantly, like a child cheering with joy.

"Hmm... what is this?" Gransta frowned, clutching his chest, vaguely sensing that something was wrong with his body.

"Could it be the Throne of Elves? But isn't the Throne of Elves an inanimate object? Why would it react like this?"

Just as Gransta was puzzled, the elven throne within his body grew increasingly turbulent, but it was unable to break free of the [Absolute Isolation Barrier] created by the Overlord.

"Since it's so eager to come out, let's release it and see." Gransta immediately used his ability to reveal the result, and a white light burst out from his body.

The white light flashed before his eyes, and Gransta's gaze followed it until it landed right in front of him. A look of undisguised astonishment gradually appeared in his eyes.

"This is..." Gransta's lips moved slightly as he looked at the scene before him.

Then a little female elf, dressed in a pure white dress, with distinctive pointed ears, and less than half an inch tall, appeared before him.

Gransta began to scrutinize the man in front of him; anyone would be curious about such a thing.

The little elf had delicate features, and her jewel-like eyes blinked as she curiously examined Gransta.

"Could this be... the Throne of the Elves?" Gransta frowned slightly, her tone uncertain. "How did it turn into a little female elf?"

Gransta couldn't understand it, so he gently squatted down and stroked the little elf's hair with his hand.

The little elf instinctively shrank her head, then immediately revealed an expression of enjoyment.

"What's your name?" Gransta asked softly, staring into the little elf's eyes.

A look of confusion crossed the little elf's eyes as she asked curiously, "What...is your name?"

"Uh..." Gransta was somewhat taken aback. It seemed that the little guy in front of him had not yet been named and was not yet a [named monster].

"Actually, a name represents oneself."

The little fairy in front of her seemed to remember something, and she raised her little head in surprise.

"I remember now, they all seem to call me 'Wang,' is that my name?"

Gransta was speechless for a moment, unsure how to explain. The little elf before him must be the [Elf Throne], and it seemed reasonable for the elves to call her [Queen].

"This name isn't very suitable. How about I give you a new name?"

Gransta stroked the little elf's head, feeling a strange connection with her.

"Hmm... okay." The little elf didn't think for long before nodding in agreement.

Seeing this, Gulansta wondered what name to give the little guy in front of him.

Just then, a few snowflakes drifted down and landed on the little elf's face. Curious, she picked them up with her hand and saw the extremely beautiful hexagonal rhombuses, crystal clear, and her eyes lit up with joy.

Gransta happened to see this scene and instantly came up with a name in his mind.

"From now on, I'll call you Xue'er. Your name is like the snowflake in your hand," Gransta said, pointing to the snowflake in her hand.

"Snowflake... Xue'er... mmm." Xue'er kept looking at the snowflake in her hand, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Almost the moment Gransta decided on the name, that strange connection became even more pronounced, and even Cheryl seemed to sense something and looked up at him.

"dad......"

A clear, slightly hesitant voice came from Xue'er's lips as she stared intently at him.

Gulansta's hand, which was on Xue'er's head, froze instantly, and his expression became blank.

...

In fact, the awakening had already begun when Gransta entered the ice and snow world that Ramiris had specially modified.

However, Gulansta didn't feel much. All he had to do now was wait quietly and prepare for a long period of slumber.

Kaka-

The merciless icy winds of this snowy world seemed to be affected by something, dancing wildly and recklessly unleashing everything in their path, freezing everything in their wake.

Gransta sensed an astonishing change occurring within his magical energy, a sensation akin to nuclear fission, where the magical energy continuously split and recombine until...

[Lord Gransta... is about to begin his slumber, and all his abilities will be restricted...]

The familiar voice of the Overlord finally rang in Gransta's mind again. In that instant, he suddenly opened his eyes, a startling blue light flashing in them.

"call--"

"My Lord, I am ready." Gransta exhaled a chilling breath, then whispered, "Begin!"

boom--

The entire frozen world has become a vast ice cave, like an "egg" encasing Gransta in its center.

Gransta looked in surprise at the six directions of the altar, and saw that magic pillars had already risen into the sky in these six places. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier... until his vision was completely replaced by darkness.