Chapter 442: Chapter442-Saving Luna
"Are you trying to stop me?"
Klein roared furiously, and the air around her compressed with a deafening boom. In an instant, she slashed out a blade of air that howled toward Daniel.
Daniel’s instincts screamed danger.
A powerful killing intent surged toward him like a storm about to tear the heavens apart.
Every nerve in his body flared in alarm—his mind blaring warning sirens.
He reacted without hesitation. In the blink of an eye, Daniel activated Time Stream, his body dissolving into temporal ripples.
The very next moment, time rewound—he returned to the instant right before he had stepped through the portal.
Before even a breath could pass, he followed it with another ability—Flashback—and appeared beside Luna once more.
There was no time to think. Without hesitation, Daniel reached out and pulled Luna into his Mental World.
The very instant he did, a razor-sharp blade of wind slashed toward his head.
The attack was impossibly fast; even with Daniel’s reaction speed, he couldn’t fully dodge it.
Dance of Death activated automatically.
A shimmer of red light enveloped Daniel’s body—the skill that allowed him to survive a fatal blow once per cycle.
He didn’t die. But when the system-like instinctive response faded, his remaining HP was hanging by a single drop.
He vanished again, disappearing into the flow of time with Flashback.
The moment he left, the Land of Origin erupted into chaos. Gale-force winds tore across the continents, raging storms rising from every direction—the mark of Klein’s fury.
Across a desolate stretch of barren land, an ancient castle stood alone against the horizon.
Its black spires pierced the sky, the once-lush forests that surrounded it long turned to ash and dust.
Daniel pushed open the heavy wooden door and stepped inside.
The faint smell of age, dust, and fading magic filled his nostrils. Yet beneath all that, he could sense something else—a pulse.
Life energy.There was life here. Powerful, concentrated, and familiar.
Outside, the world howled with storms—unmistakably Klein’s doing. She was going mad, scouring the world for him.
Daniel exhaled quietly, a tremor of relief in his breath.
"With my current power, facing a Demigod Rank head-on... that really would’ve been suicide."
He placed a hand over his chest, steadying his heart. Even for him, the narrow escape had been too close for comfort.
Then, closing his eyes, Daniel entered his Mental World.
Inside that vast spiritual domain, he found Luna.
At the heart of his inner world stood a magnificent palace—white marble, golden pillars, floating above a tranquil sea of light. This was his domain, the territory of the Human Emperor.
No ordinary being could step into this place without his permission.
He rarely came here himself; his life had become a constant struggle for survival and power, leaving no time for rest.
But today, he needed to.
There, on a bed draped with silver silk and soft goose-feather sheets, Luna lay motionless—peaceful, as if she were only asleep.
Daniel approached and activated Eye of Insight.
Through that divine gaze, he studied her.
Her breathing was stable. Her soul light remained pure and intact. No corruption, no curse active at the moment.
She had trusted him completely—granting him permission to perform spiritual operations on her being.
Without that trust, bringing her into his Mental World would have been nearly impossible.
After all, Luna was now a Demigod Rank being herself.
A Demigod could not be touched against their will. If she hadn’t allowed it, not even Daniel could have dragged her here.
He watched her for a long time. The once-young girl he’d met—so stubborn, so naïve—had grown into a powerful woman. Elegant, poised, her features radiating divine serenity.
Daniel scratched his chin, a faint, bittersweet smile tugging at his lips.
"If I just bring her to the future world," he murmured to himself, "and keep her inside the Mental World... would that make her safe?"
The thought wasn’t random—it came from his recent experiences with Kate and Milla.
All three of them—Daniel, Kate, Milla—were beings from the future timeline. Yet all three had managed to exist here, in the past.
Kate, however, had a restriction. Because her past self already existed in this timeline, she could not appear physically in the outside world without breaking causality.
She could only remain within the Mental Plane.
But Daniel and Milla didn’t share that limitation.
Maybe Luna could be like them too—safe within the barrier of his inner world, unaffected by the chaos outside.
Daniel’s eyes drifted to one of his most mysterious abilities: Myriad Worlds Mastery.
When he first gained it, he had assumed it was merely a technique for constructing internal dimensions—to store or host multiple planes within his Mental World.
But over time, he realized how wrong he had been.
Myriad Worlds Mastery wasn’t just about creation or storage.
It was about connection.
It could link past and future, bridging time itself through spiritual resonance.
That was its true purpose.
He frowned. "If I choose to save Luna with this power... then what will I lose in return?"
His gaze shifted unconsciously toward another chamber within his Mental World.
He had sensed something strange earlier—when he had used Time Stream, he had felt another presence manipulating time alongside him.
Kartora.
That meddling time traveler had altered the flow again.
"So if Kartora has changed time... what will it cost me this time?" Daniel whispered.
Origin Plane
High above the storm-ravaged land, Klein’s colossal form hovered in the sky, her presence like a roaring hurricane.
Her eyes scanned every direction, her expression darkening.
"How strange," she muttered, voice laced with irritation. "He’s gone. Completely gone."
She extended her perception outward. Wind spread from her like a living entity—flowing, sweeping, wrapping around every corner of the continent.
Wherever the breeze could reach, so too could her senses.
No one could hide from her.
Not under normal circumstances.
And yet—Daniel was nowhere.
It was as if he had vanished from existence.
That wasn’t because Daniel had become some unreachable god.It was because the castle he’d taken refuge in was special.
Its barrier—created by Faer—nullified all forms of energy perception.Even a Demigod like Klein couldn’t detect it.
Faer’s strength was beyond question. Even while sleeping, her protective enchantments were unbreakable.Klein couldn’t even approach her, let alone confront her directly.
And then there was Aurelia—a being Klein would never dare provoke.
And beyond them, Kartora and Mist, whose existence she didn’t even want to imagine.
Finally, there was the God of Life, Laeve—supposedly dead, yet somehow still preparing for a "grand celebration."
The thought sent a chill through Klein’s soul.All of them—these beings that defied death, causality, and time—were far beyond her comprehension.
Against any of them, she wouldn’t even last a second.
That left her only one possible target.
Luna.
Among all the Demigods, Luna was the only one weak enough—reachable enough—for Klein to act against.If she could consume Luna’s god-position, she might finally have a chance to ascend to true godhood.
That desire—the hunger for divinity—was the most poisonous greed buried deep inside her heart.
But now, she had hit a wall.Daniel had disappeared, Luna was gone, and her plan had collapsed before it even began.
Driven half-mad by frustration, Klein unleashed storm after storm, scouring every inch of land.But no matter how far her wind spread, she found nothing.No trace of Daniel. No trace of Luna.
The world trembled under her wrath, yet her quarry had slipped through her fingers entirely.
Back inside the castle, Daniel stood silently, deep in thought.
He was torn.
Should he really take Luna back to the future?
He couldn’t predict the consequences. Even using Mental Deduction, his powerful analytical ability, produced no result—only uncertainty.
The timelines had become too entangled. Even probability refused to give him an answer.
But something—some instinct—was pulling at him. A sharp, persistent intuition telling him to go... downstairs.
Trusting his luck, Daniel followed the feeling.
He descended the winding staircase into the castle’s underground chamber.
The air grew heavy, the walls humming faintly with energy.
When he reached the final door, he placed his hand on the iron handle and pushed.
Inside, the faint golden glow of runes illuminated a circular formation etched into the floor.
A name surfaced in his vision.
[Circle of Destiny]
[Special Object]To use the Circle of Destiny, one must first accept their fate. Each individual will face a different choice when activating it.
Warning: The perfect ending is not always the best ending. Respect the conclusion that destiny grants you.
Daniel stared at the glowing runes, rubbing his temples in frustration.
Ever since he had ascended to higher tiers of power, he had encountered the word fate again and again.Fate. Destiny. Predetermination.
Everywhere he went, those invisible threads seemed to follow him.
He had begun to feel as if his entire existence had already been written.
The thought suffocated him—like an unseen hand gripping his throat.
He wanted to resist it, to break free from that endless chain.
But doing so... was proving far harder than he had ever imagined.
He took a deep breath and expanded his mind power, sending it outward to scan the room.
He expected to find Kartora’s presence. That strange meddler had to be involved somehow.
But there was nothing.
The underground chamber wasn’t small, yet Daniel’s spiritual perception could easily cover every corner.
And still—no trace of Kartora. Not even a residual aura.
Just when he was about to retract his perception, something flickered at the edge of his vision.
In the center of the chamber—right above the glowing Circle of Destiny—a faint shimmer appeared, like light bending through water.
Then, slowly, a doorway formed in the air.
A portal.
And Daniel knew, without needing to guess—
It was another Gate to the Past.