Brush slept uneasily in the wooden wagon, the chaos of the battlefield and the near-death experiences of his friends still echoing in his mind.
In his dream, the world around him shimmered like a frozen kaleidoscope of digital fragments. Icebergs drifted across a void of neon light, and countless subnodes blinked with activity, humming with energy he could feel in his chest.
From the center of the swirling data, a figure emerged — regal, imposing, and coldly beautiful. Her presence radiated authority, every movement precise, deliberate, like the ruler of countless hidden realms.
A voice, melodic and commanding, echoed in his mind. "I am Charybidia, Queen of the Subnodes Iceberg."
Brush blinked in the dream, realizing this was no ordinary summon. This was a fate summon of legend, the kind whispered about in gacha myths — a being born from the network itself, shaped by probability and the will of the internet.
The ice around her shimmered and reformed into intricate patterns, subnodes orbiting like planets in her orbit. Brush could feel the raw potential of her power — control over subrealities, freezing digital and physical constructs, and bending probability within her icy domain.
"You… summoned me," she said, her gaze piercing through the layers of his consciousness. "And now, I choose to answer."
Brush's heart raced. This wasn't just another summon — this was a fate aligned with him, one that could tip the scales in ways even Crunchyroller might envy.
In the dream, Charybidia extended a hand, the subnodes spinning faster. "Your path will be perilous. Your friends will be tested. But with me… you might just survive."
Brush reached out, and the dream solidified her presence into his consciousness, embedding her as the next powerful ally in his arsenal — a queen of frozen probability, ready to shape the tides of battle.
When he woke, the icy echo of her voice lingered. He knew one thing for certain: Charybidia had entered his fate, and the next battles would never be the same.