Chapter 8:
Making of a Goddess
Rin Asakura was almost there.
After weeks of trudging across frozen wastelands, battling saber-toothed tigers, mammoths, and whatever that thing with six eyes was, she had finally found the next magic circle.
There was just one tiny problem.
A frost giant was standing directly on top of it.
Like, a huge, towering, unreasonably muscular, 30-foot-tall chunk of living ice and misery.
It was bare-chested, wearing nothing but a crude fur cloak and a massive war axe made of what looked like frozen steel.
Rin squinted at its absurd muscles.
"…Why is every enemy here just a stronger version of me?" she muttered.
The giant looked down at her, eyes glowing like frozen stars.
It growled, frost forming in the air around its mouth.
DING!
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[BOSS MONSTER DETECTED: Ymir, Guardian of the Frozen Gate]
Level: ???
HP: 150,000
Weakness: None. Good luck. :)
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Rin slowly exhaled.
"Okay," she muttered. "I’ve punched through sea monsters. I’ve drop-kicked a mammoth. I can handle this. It’s just a big dude with a stick."
The giant raised its axe.
Rin’s survival instincts screamed.
"OH, NEVER MIND—"
BOOM!
The axe slammed down, shattering the ice where she had been standing a second ago.
Rin rolled, barely dodging the shockwave. Ice shards exploded in every direction.
Her breath came out in panicked clouds.
This thing was FAST.
She sprinted forward, fists ready to punch this absolute unit of a man into the afterlife.
The giant swung again—
Rin jumped, dodging by a hair, and then kicked off the giant’s arm, launching herself straight at its face.
"TAKE THIS!" she roared, cocking her fist back.
Her ridiculous strength, enhanced by months of pure suffering, slammed into the giant’s nose like a meteor impact.
CRACK.
The giant’s head snapped back—but it didn’t fall.
Rin blinked.
"...Oh, come on."
Ymir snorted, then punched her back.
WHAM.
She went flying.
Like, REALLY flying.
She smashed through two frozen trees, rolled through the snow like a ragdoll, and finally skidded to a stop several hundred meters away.
For a moment, she just lay there in the snow, face-down.
Her entire body screamed in pain.
She weakly lifted a shaking hand.
DING!
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[New Skill Acquired: Pain Tolerance – Lv 10]
[New Skill Acquired: Impact Resistance – Lv 5]
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She groaned.
"Yeah, thanks for that," she muttered, coughing out a chunk of ice.
Then she looked up.
The frost giant was still standing.
Still waiting.
Still completely unfazed.
She gritted her teeth.
"Alright," she muttered, pushing herself up. "That was round one."
She cracked her knuckles.
"Let’s go for round two."
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The Battle of Dumb Ideas
If she couldn’t take this thing down with one punch, she’d have to be smarter.
She needed a plan. A strategy. A—
"AAAAAGGGGHHHH!"
—Or she could just charge at it screaming.
Which is exactly what she did.
The giant swung again. Rin dodged at the last second, leaping onto its arm.
Then, using every ounce of strength, speed, and sheer stupidity she had, she ran up its arm like a deranged squirrel.
Ymir growled, shaking its arm violently—
But Rin held on.
She jumped, spinning midair, and—
SLAM!
Her foot connected with the side of its head, sending a shockwave through the air.
The giant staggered.
"HA! TAKE THAT, YOU OVERGROWN ICE CUBE!"
Then it grabbed her.
"Oh. Oh no."
She barely had time to scream before it threw her like a baseball.
BOOOOM!
She crashed into a frozen cliff, leaving a Rin-shaped hole.
For a few seconds, she just sat there, embedded in the ice, questioning every life decision she had ever made.
Then she fell out of the hole, face-first into the snow.
"...I hate this world."
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The Dumbest Idea Yet
She couldn’t win in a direct fight.
She needed a finisher. Something huge.
Something insane.
Something that shouldn’t work, but might, because reality clearly hates her.
She looked at the giant.
Then at the massive frozen cliff behind it.
She grinned.
"Alright, Frosty," she muttered, rising to her feet. "Let’s play chicken."
She charged straight at the giant.
It raised its axe, preparing to end her entire existence.
Wait for it…
The axe swung down.
Rin jumped, twisting midair, and landed on the axe itself.
Ymir blinked.
"Surprise, idiot!" Rin kicked off, launching herself over its head—
And straight toward the frozen cliff.
She cocked back her fist.
She poured everything she had into this one punch.
"TAKE THIS!"
Her fist slammed into the ice—
BOOOOOOM!
The entire cliff cracked.
And then—
It collapsed.
Right on top of Ymir.
CRASH.
Snow and ice buried the giant completely.
Rin, panting, stood on top of the rubble, fists clenched.
"...Did I just avalanche him to death?" she muttered.
She waited.
The rubble did not move.
The system pinged.
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DING!
[BOSS DEFEATED: Ymir, Guardian of the Frozen Gate]
XP Gained: 150,000
New Title Earned: [Avalanche Bringer]
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Rin let out a shaky breath.
Then she threw her arms up in victory.
"I WIN! I AM THE QUEEN OF DUMB LUCK!"
She collapsed onto the snow, laughing like a madwoman.
Then, still grinning like an idiot, she limped toward the magic circle, ready to get the hell out of this frozen nightmare.
Because after this?
She was never touching snow ever again.
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