Date: Unspecified
Time: Unspecified
Location: Myriad Realms, Dark Realm, Gelid Alps, Snow Elven Region, High Snow District, Boundary Ward
"You are not a Frosling. Who are you? Froslings can't swap reality—"
The Snow Elven Prince's booming, tectonic voice suddenly faltered, leaving me staring at him wide-eyed. He shouldn't have sensed the swap in reality. Yet, he not only caught the reality shift perfectly, but he had immediately doubted my Frosling disguise.
Before I could even formulate a mocking response, the massive, imposing Glacier Goliath form began to violently destabilize.
The hyper-compressed glacier and the intricate matrix of fused Ruler-class armor pieces began to melt away rapidly, dripping into my sub-reality like a cheap popsicle on a scorching summer afternoon. As the majestic exoskeleton dissolved into stagnant puddles of slush, it revealed the truth hidden within: a withered, completely lifeless Snow Elven corpse.
