Finn had entered the Ice King's fortress, sword drawn and in a raging fit of blood lust. He saw the same stairwell that went higher up in the fortress that was being guarded by an Ice Golem. It seemed the Ice King had at least attempted to upgrade his security over the years. The golem just let out a loud roar before slamming its fist into the ground, ripping out a slab of ice and throwing it at him. Finn began running toward the huge beast, quickly sliding underneath, avoiding the slab and closing on the golem. He spun around and slashed the Ice Golem's legs, breaking them into pieces. It tipped over and fell, shattering like thin glass. Finn began to head upstairs, dragging his sword behind him.

Finn found four ice sculpted penguins that all focused on him. They all began running at him before they went on their stomachs, sliding at him. He just jumped up and stabbed his sword into the side of the wall, using it to hang on, watching the ice penguins fall down the steps. The last thing he heard was more crashing and shattering, until he just ripped his sword out and continued up the icy domain. He knew most of the ice monsters were created so he wouldn't feel lonely, but so far but they used to all just get destroyed just because of them trying to help their creator.

Meanwhile, Roll stayed seated in her icy prison cell. The Ice King was asleep in a nearby chair, having been reading a book. He had at least freed her hands and feet from the blocks of ice that had been keeping her bound. She looked over to the frozen Jake, sighing. "Poor doggy…" she commented. Just then her eyes peeled to another part of the floor, where there lay one of many long icicles growing on it, just outside the cell. She saw one long one, and she wished she could reach for it with her hands. Suddenly, Roll had an idea. The Ice King had taken her bag away, but she dug around in her pocket, pulling out the locket that Kadin had given her. "Sorry, Kadin…" she apologized to the empty space around her. She reached her arm out and swung the locket, watching as the chain began to move, flailing a little and wrapping around the bigger icicle

Roll tugged hard, and she heard a snap, watching the icicle fall over. The Ice King moved uncomfortably in his chair while he slept, not waking up since the icicle hitting the ground wasn't loud enough. Roll quickly pulled the locket back to her, making sure the icicle didn't fall out of the loop. "Yes!" she smiled while picking it up, thinking she could use the sharp icicle as a weapon when she got the chance of escaping, but it was so cold that Roll could barely keep awake. Her numb arms were making her feel worse already.

Suddenly, the Ice King was awoken by a scraping sound which confused him. "What is that?" he wondered aloud, Roll hiding the icicle behind her while pocketing the locket again. The scraping seemed to just keep getting louder and louder. The two watched the door's sudden move, as it jerked violently with a loud thud. Surely the door was locked, but it sounded close to snapping off the hinges. The next loud thud was heard as the door broke open. It lay on the floor with cracks all around it.

Roll saw the face of her father, standing in the doorway, panting, and his sword dragged behind him through most of the time. "Daddy!" Roll called out happily. "Wait… you're the father of a princess?" the Ice King wondered aloud. His old nemesis had a cold-hearted look, which contrasted his boiling hot anger. He also saw Jake frozen nearby as well, which didn't help his anger in any way. "Yeah. I am. Ice King… you've ruined my life. Seven years. I spent seven years keeping my daughter away from her uncle, her mother, and all of my friends! All because of you. Just because you never stopped. You and your stupid princess marrying plans! This time, I'm going to make sure, you don't screw up my… our life anymore…" Finn explained, looking upset the more he talked on and on. Roll just watched, keeping silent.

"…Dude. What the glob are you talking about?" the Ice King was very confused, having no idea what he was talking about. He just fired an ice bolt at him. Finn just put his guard up with his sword, letting it catch the blast of ice. It had frozen it solid, but he didn't care. "St-stay back!" the ice king exclaimed in fear before beginning to create another ice golem with his ice powers. The newborn golem stomped on the floor, trying to intimidate him, but when it attempted to strike, Finn swung the frozen sword upward, digging it into the golem's arm, shattering it like he had just hit it with a thick club.

Finn then threw his sword at it the Ice Golem, hitting it in the chest. The golem began to stumble backwards. "Oh, grod-!" the Ice Golem fell on top of the Ice King, and it shattered on top of him. The ice king groaned while lying on the floor, his crown having slid away nearby him. When he attempted to get up, he got punched back down by Finn who refused to let him stand up any longer. Before he knew it, the Ice King was being heavily assaulted, one hit after another to his face. Finn's strength had reach his practical maximum due to his rage, as he managed to break the king's nose, bending it in an odd way.

Roll watched from the cell bars. Her horror questioned what she was just watching. Finn growled. His fists were red and injured. He just walked away from the Ice King, going over and grabbing his gold sword again. He stood there staring at the near unconscious old man that coughed in pain. "…this is the end, Ice King. No more of this. For once, the princesses won't have to worry," he stated as he pulled his sword overhead. Roll just staring in terror as she saw the last blow. Finn's sword dove straight into the Ice King, practically aiming straight for his heart. Finn's body was covered in the blood of the dead man who had been unknowingly torturing his family for the past few years.

Finn was panting as he dropped his bloodied sword by the Ice King's body. He approached Roll, and he opened the cell. His daughter lay her back by the corner of the cell room, gripping the icicle tightly in her hands. She seemed scarred for life. "Roll… you're safe…" he said, reaching an arm out toward her. Roll stared at his blood stained hand for a second before jabbing the icicle downwards, stabbing him in the back of his hand. "OW! …R-Roll, why did you…" Finn went silent, seeing his reflection in the nearby icy wall. His face was painted with splatters of blood.

"M-My daddy told me killing people was wrong, g-good or evil… you're n-not my daddy! He would never kill anyone!" roll quoted one of the many things she had been raised around, not to kill anyone that wasn't a monster. Slowly, Finn was now beginning to regret what he had done. He buried his face in the palms of his hands, beginning to cry his own heart out. "…Bubblegum… I'm sorry… I couldn't keep my promise…" he sobbed to himself, believing that he had failed, and just scarred his daughter by letting her view a murder such as this.

The bad ending...