ExoShaneey

Silvermist Evermore never belonged. Born to unloving parents and cast aside, she had long accepted that life would never offer her warmth—until she was chosen as an apprentice at Moonstone Academy, a place where magic breathes and fate is written in the stars.

But her arrival comes with a price. In an act of betrayal and manipulation, Silvermist shatters Frost's staff, the formidable Winter Guardian, unraveling a secret that should have remained buried.

 Now, bound by an ancient rule, she must take its place—not as a mere apprentice, but as something far more dangerous: Frost’s human staff, the living embodiment of his power.

As Silvermist struggles to navigate the treacherous halls of Moonstone, she discovers that Guardians without apprentices are doomed to vanish, and the balance of the four seasons—Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter—hangs by a thread. But the shadows whisper a greater truth: a war looms on the horizon, fueled by the Sandman’s wrath and a hidden enemy who has been pulling the strings all along.

Haunted by cryptic dreams, hunted by those who seek to use her, and betrayed by those she once trusted, Silvermist must uncover the truth behind her own existence before she loses herself to the very storm she was forced to wield.

Can she survive the weight of Winter, or will she be the final snowfall that buries them all?

FROST

"H-How... how is she able to sense him?" Sebastian muttered, breathless from their relentless pursuit. His chest heaved, heart pounding with disbelief.

They had chased after the lingering mana traces — chaotic storms of energy left in the wake of West and Xavier's clash — only to find them dissipating into silence. But then the trail twisted, pulling them toward a new disturbance, colder and sharper.

Estes — Xavier's brother, one of the two Elden Elves — had barely escaped Ezekiel's fury. Bloodied and broken, he had slipped through their grasp only because Sebastian had been forced to stay behind, shielding Adeline and the unconscious Mila from a sudden ambush of vengeful elves.

To be fair, Ezekiel had nearly matched Estes blow for blow. But it wasn't until Estes faltered — losing control after sensing his brother's dying mana — that Ezekiel finally struck true. Even then, Estes vanished, concealing his mana so perfectly they never saw him leave.

Too Much for a Mortal Body