Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System

Hermes green eyes began to lose their light, as blood continued coming out of his mouth. Alma was forcing herself to use her Mana, trying to heal his wound using her measly spell multiplied by a million times, she barely managed to stop his bleeding, but the young elf man's life was fading away right before her eyes. Alma had lived an entire life as the girl she was now.

Despite having had a life different to this one back in Earth, she had grown so much and become so different than back then, that she had become virtually a completely different person… However, many of the traumas of her previous life were always here, in her second life.

Loneliness was one of them, despite being given a family that might had healed such a feeling, she was never able to truly enjoy such a family. Tragedy struck her life at a young age, as her family was taken away, everything slowly began to crumble, everything slowly began to be taken away from her grasp. And now even when she thought she finally found someone… she could love, and that loved her back, he was now here, dying.

Because of her weakness, because of her cowardly, and because of her countless insecurities. She blamed herself for everything, always. She always thought everything was her fault, she cried, she lamented, she tried to stop the only one that had understood her so much from dying before her eyes.

"Hermes…! Hang in there, Hermes!" Alma cried, as tears continued to pour from her eyes.

"A-Alma…" Hermes muttered; the light of his eyes slowly began to fade away. "Run… You have to live…"

"Hermes, don't die! Please… don't die!" Alma hugged Hermes chest, forgetting about anything else around her.

Hermes kept himself alive by sheer will, looking at Alma as tears began flowing from his eyes.

"Don't die! Please don't die! I'm sorry for being so bossy and annoying all the time…!"

"Hahh… It is… part of your charm." Muttered Hermes. "Run, your brother… he won't be able to be stopped by the twin's psychic powers for too long… Ughh!"

Hermes vomited another mouthful of blood, as he began to breathe strangely, even his lungs got caught in the attack, and were pierced, he couldn't breathe properly, and his lungs were getting filled with his own blood.

"I can't… I don't want to leave you behind…" Alma cried. Hermes hands reached her face, caressing her soft skin.

"Alma… Please… Live… You're… the only thing I care about in the world…" Hermes muttered. "Please… Ungh… P-Ple… ase…"

Hermes breathing became softer and softer with each passing second, as Alma's eyes began to open wide. At some point, he stopped breathing altogether…

"Hermes? HERMES?!"

Alma shook Hermes body, but there was no response…

"No… No…! No, no, no, no!!! No…! Uaaggh…! AAAAGGH…! AAAAAAAHHH!"

Alma began to scream in fury and frustration, horror even, just some minutes ago everything was going so well, and out of nowhere, everything went downhill. And now, Hermes… the one she cared so much for, the one that she had even begun to love…

"I found you."

The voice of Callon echoed behind Alma, as the twins were in the floor, covered in blood, still somewhat alive, but they were about to be captured by the other soldiers.

"Princess Alma… RUN!"

"Run, princess Alma!"

"Elma… Elena?!" Alma cried, gritting her teeth, as she saw her brother in front of her, completely modified, changed. With armament akin to divine power.

The laughter of Greenwood echoed in the background; his plans ended going well. He had even purposedly let her have her way in the previous two facilities to generate this feeling of comfort within her, to make her think things were doing well… that she had "figured it out" now.

Yet now, he didn't even had to use his truest trump card at all and had her where he wanted. His Magic Jamming easily nullified Hermes space magic and completely destroyed their escape plan. The twins were powerful but it seems they overdid the usage of their psychic powers and the vampires held items capable of hitting their mind waves and affect their heads directly, a great weakness to psychic power users.

"No…! No… NOOOOO!"

Alma cried, pushing out all the Mana she could. Her body began to bleed all over, her bones started to shatter, and her limbs began to tear themselves apart, an enormous wave of Mana emerged from her body, an explosion.

BOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!

The explosion took most of those around her, somehow not affecting her friends and those she tried to protect, generating a barrier around her and them, Callon was thrown away by the enormous and powerful explosion of Mana, falling into the ground, but his body seemed completely fine, unaffected, in fact…

"Unnggh… Aaghh…!"

Alma began to vomit blood. Her eyes cried blood and blood even gushed out of her nose and her ears. She looked at her brother's monstrous form, slowly getting back up. The other soldiers seemed to be almost dead, although due to being vampires, their wounds seemed not as severe, slowly standing back up and moving towards Alma, some crawling at her with their arms and legs dislocated or chunks of bodies missing…

It was like a scene straight out of hell itself.

"No… Ungh…" Alma muttered. "Why…? Why?"

She quickly began to think… why?

But she quickly remembered her own previous life, her sins, the things she did… Working in that laboratory of horrors for an insane man, and more… torturing and experimenting in an innocent little girl, and even more, trying to recreate her only to do the same again.

She did it all for something as measly as money, and never regretted it before dying. Always telling herself that it was just a job, and that she was there for the money…

"No… I guess I deserve this…" She cried. However, she quickly looked at everyone else. "But not them… they don't deserve it… They don't… Hermes… He didn't deserved it… Someone… Root, anyone… Please… Please, a miracle! Something!" She thought to herself, without wording her thoughts as she couldn't even speak any more.

"It's over." The metallic hand of her big brother reached Alma.

Crack… crack…!

However, a sudden cold gust of wind reached Alma's face, it was almost refreshing.

"Huh?!"

The shocked voice of Callon echoed across her senses, which were slowly fading away, as Alma noticed her brother's body, half of it, completely frozen in solid ice.

"Ask for a miracle and you shall receive it. That's why I am a God after all. I've seen enough, Alma."