《Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System 》Chapter 6: I Don't Want To Die
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[Day 5]
So, as I was hunting a rabbit, I was found out by the other rabbits, ran away as fast as possible, without realizing that there was a cliff nearby, and jumped to my demise.
The other rabbits stupidly followed me through it too, but I think I saw some that kept themselves in the cliff…
But I saw a good dozen of them falling alongside me.
Ugh.
Yeah, as if it were not obvious already, I am not dead.
I somehow survived.
"Somehow".
I think the snow down below made the impact not so horrible.
Ouch.
But yeah, the wound in my stomach has not healed yet, and I think one of my front legs is broken because it hurts like hell.
Alongside that, there is a sharp rock incrusted into my back, and it also hurts horribly.
I feel the warm blood flowing out of my wounds…
If I stay here buried in the snow, I am going to die out of blood loss.
Wait, can I die out of blood loss? I remember asking to not have human weaknesses, so maybe I will not die!
Nah, I can see that my Health Points are slowly going down.
Maybe I got scammed.
I guess Immortal Body is really like not having human weaknesses, but it is not for free.
I actually need energy for it to activate its effects such as healing and stuff!
Yep, time to get out of here.
Even my natural regeneration as a dragon is not enough, as I also need calories to boost it.
This is terrible.
I glance at my Health again… Sorry, it is named "Vitality" here.
<Vitality: 24/100>
Oof.
I am really going to die if I stay here.
Alright…
Let us bear the pain and get out.
Thing is, I cannot.
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I am buried in snow, and the snow is incredibly heavy.
This reminds me of when I died in my past life while being buried by snow.
So much fucking snow…
The quantities of snow are so many that you cannot really move at all, you are perpetually buried, waiting to simply die.
Hopelessness.
Thing is, I do not want to die again.
Not at all.
Something is telling me that I am not going to hear the mechanical voice again after dying… That was probably a unique opportunity.
There is no way that every time you die you get all the wishes you want.
I try to push with all my strength.
This sharp pain does not stops, it only becomes even more horrible.
My broken leg is constantly hurting me, making my mind dizzy.
Deep within my mind, the instincts of survival begin to fade away.
My body itself is telling me to give up.
To die… again.
No.
I am not going to die, not at all.
Not until I get to experience a bit more of life.
Not until I get to live a bit more in this new and magical world.
I want to find out what is this world, I want to discover new things, to find new places, to face new challenges…
Hell, to find young masters and jade beauties, even.
I do not… want to die!
Fuck off with that shit.
I am not going down, snow!
My greatest enemy, this is our rematch!
This time, I am not a mere human, but an ice dragon.
I am going to crawl my way out.
Even if it hurts like hell.
Even if it makes me roar in pain and agony!
I am going to keep… crawling!
I move my claws, resisting the agonizing pain, and I open my jaw.
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I begin to eat the snow.
I have cold immunity and ice absorption, so this works!
As I eat the snow, I slowly begin to regain some little energy, very little, in fact.
But it is working.
I keep… advancing.
Many seconds of pain become minutes.
Minutes become hours...
And hours… become days.
How deep am I buried in this?
I begin to despair…
No… I cannot give up.
I really want to struggle until the very last second.
I know I can keep up for a little… bit more.
Come on, body… move.
Move…
MOVE!
Suddenly, the adrenaline kicks in, encompassing my body with a warm sensation.
I think this is my last shot.
Let's make it worth it!
I crawl and crawl, and eat the snow as fast as I can.
Furiously!
My eyes begin to cry out of the pain, but somehow, I am just getting used to it at this point.
I am just living with the pain.
Pain means that I am alive, and that is what I want the most.
If I want to live, I have to get used to pain.
I keep crawling through the snow, my claws suddenly reach a place… where there is no snow.
There it is!
I keep crawling, pushing my body upwards.
I use my tail to move away from the snow and impulse me to the surface!
Poof!
HAAAHH!
I take out my head, as I am greeted by the outside world, the surface!
Eh? There are… pine tree forests now around the snow… Oh wow, how much did I fell?
I move and struggle to get out, until finally…
I am out!
I DID IT!
Man, that was… something else.
But this is not over.
I have to eat something.
If this rush of adrenaline goes away, I think I will die immediately.
I quickly sniff around, crawling around.
My leg hurts…
Food…
Any food…
Meat…
Please… Anything?
Oh!
I suddenly find… a little rabbit leg coming out of the snow…
It is motionless…
It probably died while being buried?
Food, finally!
I quickly munch the leg and push the whole rabbit out of the snow.
Hey, this is the one I killed.
I quickly tear apart the stomach and devour the innards, drink the cold blood, and eat the crunchy bones and the tender meat…
I keep eating and eating, the fur, the head, everything gets munched and swallowed.
Ugh…
Tears begin to flow out of my tired eyes.
I was so hungry…
Finally, I feel as my wounds begin to slowly heal!
The flesh begins to stick together again, even the bones in my broken paw slowly rearrange… but it suddenly stops.
I need to eat more to completely regenerate.
<You gained +1 Dexterity>
<You gained +1 Vitality>
<You gained +1 Strength>
Oh, this… Wait, three?! You are being way too generous, System!
Although I have not completely regenerated my wounds, I think I am fine for now.
Let us keep looking for more food.
Alright…
I can do this.
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Author's Note: If you're enjoying this Novel make sure to check some of my other works, such as Epic of Summoner: Supreme Summoner System in the Apocalypse!
It's a Novel about an Interdimensional Apocalypse where the main character is thrown into it! Using his amazing Summoning System, he crawls his way to the top and survives the turbulent and chaotic era!
I am sure that you won't be disappointed at all if you like Action and LitRPG elements! Check it out if you can!
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