As Emperor Shin settled into the carriage, the soldiers stood at attention, awaiting his further instructions. The atmosphere was tense yet charged with anticipation, as they knew that their king's next move would shape the course of their empire's future.

Emperor Shin gazed out of the carriage window, lost in thought as he contemplated his next steps. Summoning a divine being was no small task, and he knew that he would need to tread carefully to ensure success. The fate of his reign hung in the balance, and failure was not an option.

"Prepare the altar immediately," Emperor Shin commanded, his voice firm and unwavering. "We must act swiftly if we are to secure the backing of a divine being."

The soldiers nodded in understanding, their determination matching that of their king. They knew that their loyalty to Emperor Shin was paramount, and they would spare no effort in aiding him in his quest for power and dominance.

As the carriage rumbled on towards the capital, Emperor Shin's mind raced with plans and strategies. He knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but he was determined to emerge victorious, no matter the cost.

"Send word to the high priests," Emperor Shin instructed, his voice cutting through the silence of the carriage. "We will need their expertise in conducting the summoning ritual."

The soldiers hastened to carry out their king's orders, their resolve unshaken by the daunting task that lay before them. Together, they would embark on a journey that would test their mettle and reshape the destiny of their empire.

Upon their arrival in the capital, Emperor Shin wasted no time in making his way to the designated altar. Time was of the essence, and he knew that swift action was necessary to secure the backing of a divine being. As he strode purposefully towards the altar, his mind raced with anticipation and determination.

Reaching the altar's location, Emperor Shin wasted no time in commencing the preparations for the summoning ritual. With each step, his resolve hardened, fueled by the knowledge that the fate of his empire hung in the balance.

Kneeling before the ancient altar, Emperor Shin began to chant softly, his words infused with a sense of power and authority. Before him, a large bowl of water shimmered in the dim light, a conduit for the mystical energies he sought to harness.

As Emperor Shin continued his incantations, a palpable tension filled the air, crackling with the promise of imminent transformation. Suddenly, the surface of the water began to ripple, the subtle movements growing in intensity with each passing moment.

Meanwhile, in the far reaches of space within the Oort Cloud, a realm untouched by mortal hands, a frozen figure lay dormant atop a massive meteorite. In a breathtaking display of cosmic beauty, the ice encasing the figure began to melt, releasing the ethereal form within.

Back at the altar, the water before Emperor Shin underwent a remarkable transformation. As if guided by unseen hands, the liquid began to freeze, its surface crystallizing into intricate patterns of ice. With each passing second, the ice took on a new shape, gradually forming the likeness of the woman from the distant reaches of space.

In a synchronicity that defied rational explanation, the frozen figure in the Oort Cloud and the ice sculpture at the altar mirrored each other's movements with uncanny precision. As the transformation neared completion, Emperor Shin's heart swelled with anticipation, knowing that he was on the cusp of summoning a being of unparalleled power and wisdom.

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As the ice surrounding the divine woman shattered into delicate particles, she emerged in all her celestial splendor, a vision of otherworldly beauty and power. Frost formed intricate patterns around her, coalescing into a halo that adorned her ethereal form. With eyes as piercing as ice, she surveyed her surroundings, her presence commanding the attention of all who beheld her.

In an instant, the priests surrounding the altar found themselves frozen in place, their movements stilled by the sheer force of Regina Glacialis's presence. The chill of her aura extended beyond the confines of the altar, reaching out to touch the very edges of the surrounding landscape.

Stepping gracefully from the bowl of water, Regina Glacialis turned her gaze towards Emperor Shin, her eyes alight with curiosity and purpose. "Shin," she spoke, her voice resonating with a clarity that cut through the frozen stillness, "what is the reason for your summoning?"

Emperor Shin, shielded by the energy he had gathered to protect himself, remained unaffected by the icy grip that held the others in its thrall. Meeting Regina Glacialis's gaze with unwavering determination, he replied, "Regina Glacialis, I have located the one you seek, but his current whereabouts elude me."

Regina Glacialis's brow furrowed in contemplation, her thoughts turning to the elusive figure known as the 'god of villains.' "Which one of them?" she inquired, her voice tinged with a mixture of intrigue and concern.

Emperor Shin's response was measured, his tone betraying a sense of urgency. "No 1 on the list of destruction," he revealed. "The one who wields power over chaos and destruction itself."

Regina Glacialis's eyes widened in disbelief. "How is that possible?" she questioned, her voice echoing with incredulity.

"It was all orchestrated by Chronos," Emperor Shin explained, his words laden with gravity. "The threads of fate manipulated to serve his inscrutable designs."

Regina Glacialis absorbed this revelation, her gaze shifting to the vast expanse of space beyond. "And where is he now?" she inquired, her voice tinged with a sense of urgency.

Emperor Shin's expression darkened as he spoke of their quarry's elusiveness. "We have yet to locate him," he admitted. "But rest assured, he remains bound to this solar system. His power may be great, but it is not without limits. And when he exerts his full strength, his presence will not go unnoticed."

Emperor Shin's voice held a note of deference as he addressed the divine being before him. "My queen..."

Regina Glacialis's reaction was swift and fierce, her gaze flashing with a cold intensity as she whirled to face Emperor Shin. "What? Why do you address me in such a manner? Do you seek death?" she retorted, her voice sharp with warning.

Emperor Shin recoiled slightly, taken aback by her sudden aggression. "I merely used your name, Regina Glacialis," he explained calmly, attempting to placate her. "There is no need for such agitation."

Regina Glacialis's demeanor softened slightly at his explanation, though a trace of displeasure lingered in her icy gaze. "Very well," she conceded, her voice tinged with frosty reserve. "What is it that you wish to discuss?"

Emperor Shin wasted no time in coming to the point. "We have competitors, my queen," he revealed, his tone grave. "I alone may not be sufficient to deal with them. That is why I have called upon you."

Regina Glacialis's response was swift and dismissive. "Small fries," she declared, her voice dripping with disdain.

Emperor Shin's expression darkened at her assessment. "They may not be as insignificant as you think," he countered, his tone firm. "Some of them possess strengths that rival even yours, or perhaps surpass them."

Regina Glacialis's laughter rang out, cold and unforgiving. "Interesting," she remarked, her eyes gleaming with a newfound sense of excitement. With a graceful movement, she took to the air, leaving Emperor Shin behind as she soared towards her destination.

And so, the journey began—a quest undertaken by Regina Glacialis, the icy queen who sought to capture Silent, and Emperor Shin, the ambitious ruler who aimed to assert his dominion over the realm of reincarnators. As they set forth on their respective paths, their destinies intertwined in a delicate dance of power and ambition, each determined to emerge victorious in the struggle for supremacy.