Arfrotian wandered further into the frigid depths of the frozen omniverse, his steps light and unfaltering despite the ice-cold atmosphere that clung to every inch of this world. To anyone else, the chill of this omniverse would have been unbearable, a suffocating cold that would freeze the soul, but to Arfrotian, it was nothing more than a soft breeze on a crisp winter's day. His mastery over Permafrost, the very essence of ice, had long allowed him to manipulate temperatures as low as absolute zero, a feat that made the ambient cold of this realm feel almost like a gentle breeze.
As he roamed, his mind wandered back to the words Savior had imparted to him before his journey. "This omniverse is lifeless. A perfect training ground for you to hone your Pandora without worrying about the consequences. There are no beings here to be harmed if your control falters." Savior's words echoed in his mind, and Arfrotian felt a sense of relief wash over him. In this desolate, frozen realm, there was no one to endanger, no life to ruin. He was free to unleash his full power, to test the limits of Pandora, the terrifying force that stirred within him.
For hours, he walked through the icy wastelands, marveling at the sight before him. The beauty of the ice was unlike anything he had seen before. The landscape stretched endlessly, a frozen sea of sharp, crystalline structures and shimmering frost. Jagged mountains of pure ice loomed in the distance, their peaks reaching high into the cold sky. The very ground beneath his feet was a frozen tundra, its surface as smooth and unyielding as the most pristine glacier. Arfrotian felt an odd sense of tranquility in this place, the silent beauty of the realm resonating with his own inner peace.
Yet, the most striking feature of this frozen omniverse was not the beauty of its icy terrain, but the absence of life. As he gazed across the expanse, he saw no signs of movement, no creatures, no plants, no energy flows. This world—this entire omniverse—was utterly lifeless. It was as if time itself had frozen in place, leaving only the cold and the ice to reign supreme.
He knew that Savior had chosen this place specifically for him to practice his Pandora, knowing that such a place would allow him to push his power to the limits without the risk of causing harm to innocent life. Arfrotian smiled inwardly, content with the knowledge that he could explore his abilities freely. In this isolated realm, the destructive potential of Pandora would be tested without any outside consequence.
As the hours passed, Arfrotian found himself drawn to one of the many barren worlds scattered across the frozen omniverse. It was a desolate, icy planet, completely devoid of any life. The planet's surface was smooth, cracked in places where the ice had splintered over the eons. Its atmosphere was thin and lifeless, a cold vacuum that reflected the chilling emptiness of the universe itself. Arfrotian felt the pull of the planet’s emptiness, and he knew this was the perfect place to begin his test.
He descended to the surface, his feet leaving no imprint in the frozen ground as he landed. The moment his boots touched the icy terrain, he felt the resonance of the world beneath him. There was nothing here—no life to interfere, no force to counter his own. He was completely alone, with only the stillness and the ice for company.
Arfrotian closed his eyes, centering himself. He could feel the dormant power of Pandora stirring deep within him, the forbidden ice that was uniquely his. It had always been there, coiled tightly within his being, a force of unimaginable power waiting to be unleashed. The energy was unlike anything else—familiar, yet terrifying. His mastery over Permafrost had given him control over cold, allowing him to manipulate ice to its fullest extent, but Pandora was something else entirely. It was a different type of ice, a red ice that defied the natural laws of the universe. Pandora had the power to freeze not just matter, but time itself.
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He exhaled slowly, gathering his concentration. The chill of the planet around him seemed to intensify as he focused on the red ice within him. He could feel it vibrating, resonating with the cold air, as if it recognized the moment was right. Without hesitation, he called upon it, letting the force of Pandora flow through him.
At first, the power was subtle, a flicker of red energy sparking to life deep within his core. He could feel the temperature drop even further, colder than absolute zero, as if the very fabric of reality was being bent and distorted around him. But this was only the beginning. Arfrotian tightened his grip on the energy, pushing it to the surface. The red ice began to pulse, its destructive force growing with each passing second.
The world around him began to react to the surge of power. The air thickened with a biting chill as the temperature plummeted even further. The ground beneath his feet began to crack, small fissures spreading outward from where he stood. The ice in the atmosphere began to freeze solid, its crystalline structures flickering as the red ice surged through the air. Arfrotian’s senses were overwhelmed by the raw, destructive force of Pandora.
Then, without warning, the full extent of Pandora’s power exploded from within him. The red ice surged outward in a violent shockwave, freezing everything in its path. The entire planet, once a barren, lifeless world, was consumed in an instant. The ice expanded outward at an unimaginable rate, swallowing not just the planet, but the entire galaxy in which it resided. The energy was so intense, so absolute, that it consumed the very fabric of existence, freezing entire timelines, entire realities.
Arfrotian stood frozen, watching in awe and horror as the world around him was obliterated. The galaxy, once teeming with potential, vanished in an instant, reduced to nothing but a frozen wasteland. The universe that held the galaxy, the multiverse that contained the universe itself—all of it was swept away by the sheer force of Pandora’s power. The destruction was absolute, a vast and incomprehensible collapse of existence, frozen in time.
A feeling of dread washed over Arfrotian as the weight of what he had just unleashed hit him. He had always known that Pandora held immense power, but witnessing its destructive potential firsthand was a sobering experience. With a grimace, he halted the flow of energy, pulling the red ice back into himself. The shockwave of destruction stopped, and the frozen remnants that had spread to other parts of this now vanished multiverse’s neighboring multiverse, dissipated.
Arfrotian took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He had come to test the limits of Pandora, to see just how powerful it could be without control, and now he understood. The power of Pandora was far more terrifying than he had ever imagined. It was not just cold—it was the annihilation of existence itself.
He looked around at the barren, empty frozen world he had once stood on, now completely vanished, and he knew that he could never let Pandora escape without restraint again. The potential for destruction was too great. In that moment, Arfrotian understood the true responsibility of wielding such a force.
With a final, somber glance at the frozen expanse before him, he turned and began to walk away, the lessons of this test forever etched in his mind. The path to mastering Pandora would not be easy, but he now knew the consequences of losing control.