Limitless Ascension:The System Chosen

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The halls of the castle were quiet the next morning, muffled by the thick layer of snow that still blanketed Arendelle. Icicles hung from the grand windows. Snowdrifts curled at the edges of doorways. The city below remained locked in an eternal winter.

Despite the defeat of Hans and Anna's miraculous recovery, the kingdom was far from saved.

In her chambers, Elsa stood before a tall mirror. Her fingers twitched slightly, and a faint blue glow danced around her fingertips. She exhaled slowly, trying to steady herself.

She lifted her hand, aimed it toward a vase of frozen flowers…

A bolt of frost shot from her fingers, encasing the vase in even thicker ice.

She dropped her hand and looked away, her breath trembling.Why can't I stop it…? Why is it still snowing?She clenched her hands, her reflection in the mirror showing a woman who was afraid of herself.

"Elsa?"

The soft voice came from behind the door.

It creaked open.

Anna stepped in slowly, bundled in a warm cloak. Her cheeks were still a little pale, but her bright eyes were focused, filled with concern.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Elsa turned, offering a small smile. "I could ask you the same."

Anna walked in, shutting the door behind her. "Physically? Getting better. Emotionally? I'd like to punch another prince."

Elsa chuckled, though it was hollow. "I heard about that."

Anna stepped closer and sat on the edge of the bed. "So… what's wrong?"

Elsa hesitated, her fingers curling again.

"It's still snowing," she said quietly. "I thought… when you recovered… that the curse would lift."

Anna tilted her head. "Was it even a curse? Or just your magic acting on your fear?"

Elsa turned to the window. Snowflakes drifted gently down from the clouds, shimmering like silver feathers.

"I don't know anymore. Maybe both." Her voice cracked. "Anna, I've tried everything. I've tried to stop it. But I can't. The storm is still inside me. The fear… it never left."

Anna stood, walked over, and placed her hand gently on Elsa's.

"You're not alone anymore."

Elsa looked at her, surprised.

Anna's voice softened. "When we were kids, you locked yourself away. And when I finally understood why, I never blamed you. I never blamed you. But Elsa, you've always thought you had to protect everyone from you."

Elsa's eyes shimmered.

"I've hurt people," she whispered. "I almost killed you."

"But you didn't," Anna said firmly. "And you saved me when I needed you most. You always have."

Elsa shook her head. "But it's still snowing… I don't know how to stop it."

Anna leaned in and pressed their foreheads together gently.

"Then let's figure it out. Together."

There was silence between them.

Warm. Still. Trusting.

Then Anna added with a teasing grin, "Besides, we have help. A handsome adventurer from who-knows-where and a walking, talking snowman. How can we lose?"

Elsa let out a soft laugh through her tears.

Outside, Ethan stood in the courtyard, watching the sky. Snowflakes fell on his shoulders as he thought deeply.The system's still offline.The magic here is ancient… wild. Even more chaotic than the dungeons back in Orario.He clenched his fists.Was this world chosen by the being in the dungeon?He had no answers.

But he had one purpose: protect them.

A voice called out behind him.

"Ethan!"

It was Kristoff, waving as he approached with Olaf bouncing behind him.

"You should come inside. You'll freeze your ears off."

"Not cold," Ethan replied with a small smile. "Used to worse."

Olaf waddled over. "Did someone say cold? I love the cold! Summer's nice too, but honestly, winter is just so cuddly."

Kristoff chuckled. "Anyway, Elsa and Anna are talking. It's not over yet, huh?"

"No," Ethan said. "But it's a start."

He turned his gaze back to the snowy sky.

Something had changed in Arendelle.

And it wasn't just the weather.

Inside the castle, Elsa finally spoke again.

"…If I learn how to control it, if I let go of the fear… maybe the storm will fade."

Anna grinned. "There's the spirit."

They looked out the window together, and for the first time in days, the sunlight tried to break through the clouds—just barely.

A sliver of light, faint but hopeful.

Elsa's hands trembled slightly.

But they weren't cold.

Not anymore.

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