The Cryopod to Hell Classic is the original version of TCTH, written based on the original writing prompts, expanded into a full series, with 490 chapters of fun adventures. However, it is extremely flawed, with paper thin characters and plotlines that don’t resolve properly. It abruptly ends at the finale of Route C, and was never finished with a proper ending. Classic is best read after Refresh so you can appreciate where the story came from. As its own story, Classic has too many flaws for anyone to recommend reading first.
"Supreme Commander Hiro, the UEF Mothership is cleared for landing. Please proceed to the designated docking point marked on your display in three minutes, five seconds." The robotic voice speaks to me, and I fiddle with the display console commands. Every time I look at something or interact with a computer, a fragment of memory…
For several agonizing moments, I lose my ability to think clearly. The oxygen vanishes from the room, the air screams in pain, and space begins to warp. The lone pebble blasts forward at 99% the speed of light, leaving a wake of destruction in its path. The air superheats with a force not dissimilar to…
Silvia and Lora trudge along the hallway in front of me. We’re supposed to find and take out a rogue commando who’s been attacking and capturing demons in the Labyrinth for the last couple weeks. Yama seems to think this one is more troublesome than a few others, but he also appeared to care about…
" Bury. " With a single word, the ground in the training room heaves up and engulfs the bodies of the two girls, pulling them down into a permanent resting place. Lora wipes away a tear, but Silvia stares stonily. Silvia, I’ve noticed in the short time since I met her, never emotes in the…
"Swing at me. I’ll deflect it." I hold my sword up, and Lora watches nervously as she raises her weapon. She takes a step forward and then pauses, and I groan in response. "Come on, Lora. If you’re too afraid to use your weapon, you’ll be useless in battle. Do you want me to get…
What? Where did you go? Hero? Hero! You can’t just run away! What does ‘rewind’ do?! What does that even mean?! Come back and face me! How dare you let them die and then flee for your life! Get your ass back here! You’re not a hero after all… you’re just a coward! Goddamn you!…
A pile of broken dummies sits crumpled in the corner, all of them hacked to pieces one by one. It’s too much trouble for me to bother repairing them, so instead I’ve learned just to copy a functional one each time Lora destroys one. Takes less energy and time, too. Sweat pours down every inch…
Lice. Lora has lice. The most disgusting thing that I could imagine, and it infests her head. I found this out only a few minutes ago when one of the little vermin was crawling on my shirt. Upon a quick inspection, I discovered the culprit was the woman walking beside me, helping me map out…
The humans up ahead, or ‘Golden Commandos’, as Beelzebub calls them, chatter silently to each other inside their helmets. I wouldn’t know what they were saying at all, if it weren’t for my telepathy. I quickly realize telepathy is a two-way street. I send a thought to Beelzebub. Are you able to hear my words?…
Lora knows this inner sanctum well. Everyone here acts as if they have a built-in homing beacon to wherever their destination is. As we take lefts and rights, the hallways turn into a blur, every black tiled wall looking the same as the next one. What are the walls even made of? Why does Yama…
