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

The moment the white-robed mages appeared, their gazes locked murderously onto Alan.

Their presence wasn’t just symbolic.

They represented the stance of Headmaster Stephen—and by extension, the stance of the entire Lioncrest Academy.

So many students had perished right outside the academy’s gates today. As headmaster, Stephen had no choice but to give an explanation. To the faculty. To the students. To the academy’s pride.

And the only “solution” he could think of… was to put all the blame on Alan—make Alan die in their place.

A convenient scapegoat, yes, but also a calculated move.

Because Stephen wasn’t just reacting to this one event.

He had watched Alan—how he fought, how he killed. His power was unnatural.

Sure, the weaker students didn’t stand a chance—but even Eisen, his prized disciple, had fallen to Alan.

If Alan could kill Eisen today, who could he kill tomorrow?

The vice headmaster?

Stephen himself?

That was a future Stephen could not allow.

Especially with the long-anticipated life-or-death duel between Sirius and Lioncrest looming on the horizon.

Alan was already terrifying now.

If left unchecked, how monstrous would he become?

And as if that wasn’t enough, Krom had told him—when Alan slaughtered Eisen and the others, there were bystanders watching just outside the academy walls!

Lioncrest Academy hadn’t just lost students.

They’d lost face.

They were publicly humiliated.

To Stephen, if Alan didn’t die today, it would be a travesty of justice.

As Stephen made his stance clear, Francis, Fort, and Blanche stepped forward without hesitation.

They stood beside Alan and Old Gayle, eyes resolute, ready to fight and die together.

Gayle slowly shook his head, his eyes—though murky with age—shining with unshakable determination.

“So… there’s really no other way?”

Stephen scoffed.

“Did I stutter, old man? Or are your ears too ancient to hear clearly?”

Gayle waved dismissively, refusing to engage in further back-and-forth. Instead, he turned to Alan.

“You heard him. Now I ask you—what do you want to do?”

Alan was quiet for a moment, then answered slowly:

“This all started because of me. If Headmaster, you truly wish to end this without escalation… I’ll accept that.”

“I’ll take responsibility. I’ll die to settle the score with Lioncrest Academy.”

Gayle let out a long sigh.

“…And yet, that’s clearly not how you really feel, is it?”

Alan froze.

Then clenched his fists and grit his teeth.

“Of course it’s not.”

“Sure, maybe my death would buy temporary peace. Maybe Lioncrest would back off—for now.”

“But what about later?”

“Lioncrest Academy is infamous for double-dealing, backstabbing, and broken promises. They’ve done it plenty of times before.”

“They kidnapped my sister. I came here to demand justice. And now I’m supposed to die for it?”

Alan’s voice grew louder, fiercer.

“Headmaster, I don’t know what you’re afraid of—but I’m done bowing my head.”

“Sirius has lived in Lioncrest’s shadow for too long. They push us around, and we just stand aside. Smile and pretend we’re not hurting.”

“While their reputation soars, ours rots.”

“I don’t want to spend my life groveling. I don’t want this storm cloud hanging over my head forever!”

“If Lioncrest Academy wants my life—then I say this: Come and take it!”

“I’ve had plenty of enemies before. Back home, they tried to bury me too.”

“But in the end, I was the one still breathing. And they? They vanished—dead or fled, none left to brag.”

Alan spun on his heel and faced the entirety of Lioncrest Academy, his roar echoing like thunder.

“I’m standing here. Come at me! If you think you can kill me, then do it!”

“And if I’ve still got a single breath left in me—I’ll crawl into your academy and tear you apart tooth by tooth!”

“Well said!”

Francis couldn’t hold back anymore. Alan’s words lit a fire in his soul.

“Old Gayle, he’s absolutely right!”

“We can lose pride, but never dignity!”

“Letting people insult us, hurt our loved ones, and just staying quiet? That’s not humility—that’s cowardice!”

“And I refuse to be a coward!”

“As long as Lioncrest exists, Sirius will never be able to raise its head. And I’m sick of that.”

Francis glanced at Isabella, huddled behind the noblewoman, and his expression turned dark.

“They dared to take Isabella today. Tomorrow it could be Blanche. Or me. Or Fort. Or even Alan again.”

“Sirius barely has any students left—if we’re all wiped out today, then what academy is left for you to run, old man?”

“So today, I say this—if it costs me my life, so be it.”

“One of us dies today. Them or us. You decide.”

Fort didn’t say much—but his quiet voice carried weight:

“I’m not leaving either.”

Blanche wiped the blood from her face.

She was injured—badly. But there wasn’t a shred of hesitation in her eyes.

Old Gayle’s chest swelled with pride.

These students… reminded him of that battle, years ago.

When Sirius stood on the brink of annihilation.

Back then too, even though they were outnumbered, outmatched—they stood tall.

For the dignity of their academy.

Gayle turned back to Stephen, voice steady:

“You heard them, Stephen.”

“Today, we settle this.”

“Let the capital decide who the fiercest beast truly is.”

“The victor will claim everything. The loser… extinction.”

With that, Gayle crushed his silver flask in one hand.

Crash!

The pungent scent of liquor flooded the air, and with it—an overwhelming surge of mana.

All around them, the world grew heavy.

A distant gong rang through the air—slow, solemn, inevitable.

The sky turned dark.

The sun and moon lost their luster.

And from the heavens, a massive celestial body began to descend.

It shimmered with a dark violet glow, spiraling with gravitational distortion.

Grass, trees, pebbles—anything not rooted deep—was pulled toward it.

To the untrained eye, it was as if Gayle had dragged down a star from the heavens.

Gayle grinned wildly, lifting a fist.

“Stephen… I made this move just for you.”

“Let’s see if you can take it.”

And then—he slammed his fist forward.

The star in the sky trembled—then plunged downward—

directly toward Stephen.

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