From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke.

He had already broken the ninth seal and acquired even greater power.

Before him, the world had already been destroyed, his entire field of view filled with shattered debris and endless voids of darkness. The remaking power had even involved the Spirit Realm, causing all members of the Fischer family to perish, their Spiritual Power completely returned to himself.

The otherworldly god "Chaos Constellation" had completely occupied this world, long since manipulating all the gods, becoming the greatest winner behind the scenes.

Karl suddenly realized that those divine beings were still present in the blood-red moon among the two moons, and had not truly left the Claud World.

So it was, the so-called Gods had already left Claud World... This matter had been a rumor, or rather, a lie, from beginning to end.

Everything had completely ended.

"However, that doesn't matter... because It holds no animosity toward me."

"Even if there were animosity, It couldn't possibly harm me."

Indeed, Karl could feel that Chaos Constellation bore no malice towards him.

The Fischer family had been destroyed, but what came next for him was simply to find a new world and repetitively cycle through the same actions.

They were merely transient existences after all.

In the countless worlds, mortals were too numerous to count, almost valueless, fundamentally not worthy of care.

Karl realized indifferently that upon waking this time, his personality had become even colder and more detached, likely because he had recalled more memories.

He could now confirm that he was the incarnation of "End," once a great entity among the top of the otherworldly gods—the "Three Pillars," but now sealed, with no place for him among the new Three Pillars.

Such insignificant existences like the Fischer family, constantly emerging and perishing within the multiverse, what did their destruction matter...

"Fischer..."

An unprecedented fluctuation began to slowly proliferate within Karl's heart, not stemming from the surge of the Power of Demise, but from many memories that were neither too distant nor very clear.

In the flood of memories, familiar faces flashed by like a carousel:

"Please save us, great Lord of the Lost, I am willing to give you anything!"

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"Father! The Fischer family will remember all the hatred! I swear to the Lord of the Lost that I will avenge you, and one day, we will repay everything with the blood and tears of the Meyer family!"

"The Fischer family always remembers our pact with you, requesting your return!"

"The time has come, Fischer must continue!"

"Even if it takes a thousand of my lives and souls to make the sacrifice! I will never betray Fischer, nor will I ever leave the Dawn Church!"

"My talent is very inadequate, I fear I can never reach the 5th Rank in my lifetime, so my personal Extraordinary Power is completely insignificant for the whole, I truly believe that keeping the entire family operating smoothly is the most important thing."

"Stop it! Cardinal! Those Cyart people are innocent!"

"At this moment, I will sacrifice my past, present, and future, everything to you."

"Please awaken, great one!"

Irene, Lucius, Byrne, Lilian, Darren, Karno, Christine, Felix, Chris...

If not for the final efforts of the Fischer family and Chris, he wouldn't have broken the nine seals, and thus wouldn't have been able to freely leave the current universe.

As memories began to resurge, Karl, who had released the ninth seal and was about to fully revert to the End, gradually felt a resurgence of humanity in his heart. Consequently, he decided to take a risk, to try to save those familiar clans struggling in the currents of Destiny.

He intended to destroy the timeline, reverse the future, and bring time back to the past to rectify the regrets carried in those memories!

This decision was not without cost.

If he wished to save them, he would have to exhaust all of his Spiritual Power, destroy the existing timeline of this universe... Meanwhile, the Seal on him would return to its initial state.

The only advantage lay in the fact that, other than that otherworldly god of the Chaos Constellation, it should be only I who carried memories back.

Karl knew exactly what risks he was facing.

If "next cycle" ended and he hadn't lifted the ninth seal to master the power to traverse time and space, perhaps, he would drift forever in this shattered darkness of nothingness...

Even after tens of thousands of years, no one in this void would ever be able to find and help him.

In truth, he had already won.

At this moment, he could simply walk away, go to another universe, find new favored clans; there was absolutely no need to risk saving the Fischer family.

"..."

Was this truly the result he wanted?

Was he truly content with this?

Was the Fischer family merely a stepping stone to be casually discarded?

A flame that should not have existed flared up deep within Karl's heart; as one of the most powerful beings in the world, he could not give up so easily!

He had no desire to escape his fate but wanted to shape all destiny's trajectories according to his will!

"I am the Lord of the Lost!"

"When the great enterprise is accomplished, it will also be the moment the Fischers ascend to divinity!"

"There is no way I can escape now, since the initial pact was set, it shall be realized by me!"

Karl's heart filled with resolve, vowing to shatter the Fischer family's predetermined destiny in his own way.

An indescribable power surged from within him, a force that transcended the constraints of time, penetrating the barriers of space, directly acting upon the timeline of the entire universe.

Under Karl's powerful will, the surrounding space began to warp, time frayed like torn cloth, its fragments fluttering, each piece carrying different trajectories of destiny.

The timeline began to tremble as if plucked by an invisible hand, and the once stable flow of time turned into utter chaos.

Past, present, and future intertwined, forming a complex and chaotic picture, until he gathered all the Spiritual Power into a focal point, then released it explosively.

In that moment, the universe's timeline, like a giant tree hewn down, thunderously collapsed and rewove into an entirely new scene.

As time reversed, Karl's will surged into the past like a tide, reshaping people and events he wanted to change and save.

Time returned to those critical nodes, every choice, every encounter, every farewell, now granted new possibilities.

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Suddenly, he felt as if stepping out of a dark, unlit world, finally able to "see" his surroundings.

It was the familiar yet unfamiliar old dilapidated shack, very damp, merely two wooden plank beds on either side covered with straw mats, the cramped room still neatly stacked with various items.

The force once powerful enough to destroy most concepts had almost entirely drained.

Now, Karl was extremely weak.

The transparent bottle carrying his soul still sat on that wooden plank bed.

The door to the shack was wide open, Karl's consciousness could see the night sky outside, the stars sparse, the air fresh, and quite distinctly in the night sky hung two moons.

One crimson, one bright.

And in that crimson moon, were those local gods of Claud who had been controlled by the Chaos Constellation.

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