Your Name?

"My physique, strength, and speed all far exceed those of ordinary people."

After running a distance across the snowfield, the initial excitement of "transported to another world" gradually cooled down as the cold wind blew.

Then, to conserve energy, she switched from running to walking, each step sinking into the snow.

The snow on the snowfield was too deep, and when the girl stepped into it, the snow easily came past her knees.

Fortunately, the girl was powerful. Even without pulling her feet out, she could forcefully carve a path forward with her strength.

This was why, during her earlier run, no matter how fast she tried to go, it felt as if her legs were sealed, causing her frustration.

But now, what made the girl even more anxious was that after walking for so long, combined with the distance she had just run, she hadn't encountered a single person, nor even any trace of human activity.

This cast a shadow over her heart.

Could it be that there was truly no one around?

The girl couldn't help but wonder, Is there no humanity on this snowfield?

As her mind wandered, her imagination ran wild.

Perhaps this planet had no people at all, or maybe this was originally a normal world, and then a sudden heavy snowfall occurred, and it kept snowing and snowing until everything was buried...

Lost in her thoughts, the girl continued to walk, leaving a deep, plowed trail in the snowfield.

She raised her hand to shield her eyes, as the snowfield under the sun was too dazzling, and the reflected sunlight made her eyes uncomfortable.

The girl walked and walked, and she didn't know how long it had been until...

"Who are you?"

A crisp voice sounded in her ear, causing the girl to stop her steps.

The girl didn't know how long she had been walking, but she knew that if she didn't keep going, she might truly be trapped on the snowfield and die.

She refused!

She refused, and she couldn't die so miserably on the snowfield!

She had already transmigrated, she had a second chance at life, and she refused to die like this.

And this voice was like a bonfire in the cold, desolate snowfield, igniting hope in her heart.

Although the biting wind on the ice field didn't affect her at all...

The girl turned her head and looked at the owner of the voice.

White hair, blue eyes.

This was the girl's first impression.

With blue eyes, she didn't know the color of her own eyes – were they black, or blue like the girl in front of her?

Yes, the person who appeared before the girl was another girl.

A girl who seemed incredibly out of place on this ice field.

With white hair and blue eyes, she was very pretty. She wore coarse cloth clothes that were a bit too small, unable to cover her entire body, leaving her arms and navel exposed.

In her right hand, the girl held a tooth, about half a meter long, from some unknown creature.

As the girl looked at the tooth, she seemed to see a cold glint on it.

In her left hand, the girl clutched something furry. The girl looked back carefully.

"..."

Upon clearly seeing what the girl in front of her was dragging, the girl couldn't help but take a step back.

It was the corpse of a creature she had never seen or heard of before.

It looked somewhat like a lizard, but this "lizard" had fur growing on it in addition to scales. Moreover, calling it a lizard was a stretch, as the appearance of this unknown creature bore no resemblance to the giant lizards she knew.

And the appearance of this unknown creature's corpse was too ferocious. Her excellent eyesight allowed the girl to clearly see that the creature's teeth were still stained with bits of flesh from the unknown creature.

Even as a corpse, it sent a shiver down the girl's spine.

This wasn't fear, but an instinctive reaction to the unknown.

The girl glanced a couple more times at the unknown creature being dragged by its tail, then looked at the girl in front of her.

Only then did she realize that this seemed to be a language she had never heard before, yet she had just understood the meaning of the words?

What was going on?

The girl thought for a brief moment, classifying it as a strange ability gained after transmigration, a "cheat" for short!

Perhaps her abnormal strength, speed, and physique were all part of this cheat, and understanding languages was just one aspect of it.

Seeing the girl in front of her, who was dressed so out of place and clearly not a normal person, Esdeath frowned.

While in the girl's eyes, Esdeath's attire was very out of place in the snowfield, in Esdeath's eyes, the girl's attire was even more so.

With the same white hair, eyes as red as gemstones, a white dress as smooth as silk, and especially a face as perfect as a doll's, Esdeath found herself constantly drawn to focus on the girl's face, unconsciously lingering on it even when she tried to look away.

With such a captivating face, coupled with a dress whose material clearly wasn't ordinary, anyone would assume the girl was a noble lady, or even a princess, in any other setting.

But in a dead silent snowfield, this was undeniably abnormal.

And then...

Esdeath struggled to pull her gaze away from the girl's face, her wariness reaching its peak.

After her father and everyone in her tribe had died, leaving her the sole survivor, she had lived in the vicinity, surviving by hunting.

However, Esdeath had recently begun to consider venturing outside.

This was not only because she wanted to leave the unchanging snowfields behind, but also because she had killed off all the dangers within them, leaving her with dwindling food sources.

One day, as she returned from a hunt, she encountered a human.

Having not seen a human in a long time, Esdeath approached to speak with them, but she didn't let down her guard, maintaining a safe distance—an instinct honed by her years living in the snowfields.

Unexpectedly, instead of being attacked by the human, she was almost "seduced" by the girl's beauty.

This made her blush slightly, and at the same time, a flicker of killing intent arose in her heart.

This girl before me... she's not normal!

Even though she had lived in the snowfields for years and her knowledge of the outside world came only from stories, Esdeath knew that no matter how perfect a person looked, someone who could make you fall for them at first sight couldn't exist.

But today, Esdeath had met such a person.

Esdeath took a deep breath, suppressing the killing intent in her heart.

Esdeath wasn't as bloodthirsty as she would become, and more than killing intent, she felt a strong sense of curiosity towards the girl before her.

She was curious about what exactly this girl before her was.

"My name is Esdeath. What is yours?"