Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!

A few simple words weren't enough to make Singriel give up.

"I'm willing to pay any price! As long as I can… stay here…"

He couldn't lose this place.

Only the heavens knew how hard it would be to find another curse like the one in Tuck Village if he were forced to leave.

He absolutely couldn't walk away from this opportunity!

"It's not possible. Right now, you have only one choice," Daniel said, looking at Singriel.

With that, Daniel turned and walked toward the door.

"I need to take care of something. By the time I return, you'd better be gone from this village."

After saying this, Daniel released the bindings on Singriel and left the underground chamber.

Left alone, Singriel sat in the chamber, his expression fluctuating between despair and defiance as he wrestled with his final decision.

It was still night.

The village was silent as Daniel walked through the empty streets.

Eventually, he arrived at a place in Tuck Village that resembled an ancestral hall.

This was where the village's origins were recorded.

If the villagers had lived here uninterrupted since ancient times, then this place likely held answers.

Daniel suspected he was still in Crossbridge World.

If so…

He had a plan.

When he established the new God Realm, Daniel had specifically connected Crossbridge World to the 5-Element God Realm.

As long as he traveled in the right direction, he would eventually reach the 5-Element God Realm.

Alternatively, a larger city might have a teleportation array connected to the realm.

Daniel vaulted over the wall and began searching through the ancestral hall.

Soon, he found a book documenting Tuck Village's history.

According to the records, about a thousand years ago, the village's first chief fled from elsewhere and founded Tuck Village in this remote area.

The village remained isolated from the outside world, and even after a millennium, it had grown into nothing more than a large village.

It seemed this thousand-year-old village wasn't as ancient as Daniel had imagined.

However, the book didn't mention where the first chief had fled from, leaving Daniel with no leads.

"Let it be," he murmured. "What's meant to happen will happen."

Closing the book, Daniel left the hall.

After all these years, he had been reborn in the new God Realm.

By now, Crossbridge Academy had likely risen to the pinnacle of the God Realm.

It was time to settle the grudges of the past.

After all…

The people responsible for those grievances had likely forgotten about the family from Riverside City.

Daniel arrived at Tuck Village's only well—the villagers' sole source of water.

From his pocket, he retrieved a small container.

It was something he had taken from Singriel's chamber: a vial of the villagers' blood.

Daniel opened the container and poured the blood into his right hand.

Rather than dripping down, the blood hovered above his palm, coalescing into a small sphere.

With a single thought, Daniel formed a complex sigil out of the blood—a representation of the bloodline curse he had placed long ago.

It was time for him to undo it.

Within just a few breaths, the curse was unraveled.

Daniel then reversed the blood's flow, letting it drip into the well.

From now on, any villager who drank from the well would be freed from the curse.

As he completed this task, a sense of relief washed over him.

With a quiet sigh, Daniel muttered,

"So this is why I ended up here… to resolve a karmic debt that's lasted for who knows how many millennia."

Turning away, he made his way back to Singriel's underground chamber.

When Daniel returned, he found Singriel still there, refusing to leave.

"You're not planning to leave, are you?" Daniel asked, staring at him.

Singriel looked up, his eyes filled with a mix of defiance and despair.

"Where would I go? The world is vast, but there's no place for someone like me.

"Mages despise blood magic. They'll never accept someone like me."

"I've spent my life with nothing but raw talent and determination. But I've had enough of running and hiding!" Singriel said bitterly.

"So, you're determined to stay here?" Daniel asked.

Singriel hesitated before replying, "I… I just have one question. Earlier, you said your faction has hundreds of thousands of Tier-Platinum powerhouses. Is that true?"

Daniel immediately understood Singriel's intentions.

"You want to join my faction?" he asked.

"Yes! Even if there's only a sliver of a chance to grow stronger, I won't let it slip by. I'm willing to pay any price!"

Singriel's eyes burned with determination as he spoke.

But Daniel remained silent, giving no indication of agreement.

If this had been in the past, he might have given someone like Singriel a chance.

But now…

Daniel didn't want to involve himself with such things.

"As I said before, you have only one choice," Daniel said, rejecting him outright.

Singriel seemed to have anticipated this response.

His expression shifted, and the look of defeat in his eyes vanished, replaced by grim resolve.

"In that case, I'll take the second path!"

As he spoke, Singriel's body began to change.

A decaying aura radiated from him as his life force rapidly drained away.

His skin withered, wrinkles multiplying by the second.

Daniel could see that Singriel had chosen death.

Unable to abandon Tuck Village, yet knowing that staying would make him Daniel's enemy, he had decided to end his life instead.

To leave would mean being hunted again by other mages.

For him, there was no refuge left in the world.

Once brimming with ambition and talent, Singriel had now reached this tragic end.

Everything that had happened was the result of his own choices.

Perhaps the world had been unfair to him.

Daniel watched silently as Singriel's life ebbed away.@@novelbin@@

When it was over, he sealed the underground chamber, ensuring that everything within it would return to dust and ash.

Perhaps, in some distant future, someone would uncover this place and wonder what had happened here.

As dawn broke over Tuck Village, old Flinn rose from bed as usual, preparing breakfast and organizing the previous day's work.

Around this time, Daniel would typically emerge from his room and chat with him for a while.

But today, Daniel was nowhere to be seen. Your next chapter awaits on My Virtual Library Empire

Even after Flinn's granddaughter had woken up, there was still no sign of him.

Concerned, Flinn decided to check on Daniel himself.

When he reached Daniel's room, he noticed the door was slightly ajar.

From a distance, it appeared shut, but up close, the crack was visible.

Pushing the door open, Flinn found the room spotless, as if no one had ever lived there.

He sighed softly, having expected this.

He had always known Daniel would leave someday.

But now that he was truly gone, Flinn felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

It was as though something familiar, something that had quietly become a part of his life, had suddenly vanished.