Freedom—no one craved it more than He, who had been trapped for nearly a thousand years.
He needed life, nourishment, wind, and the sea.
Everything—who could possibly enjoy endless yellow sand?!
Dry, withered, filled with death.
Even plants capable of enduring scorching heat would not take root here.
Much less birds soaring through the skies.
The magnetic field here had been destroyed by that unprecedented seal long ago.
Birds and beasts, fish swimming in the sea—anything carrying the breath of life had vanished completely within a hundred-kilometer radius of this place.
Even hurricanes refused to dance here.
Silent. Dull.
The only sound was the faint breeze stirred up by the Lord of Curses with His own power.
But that was of no use.
What was immortality like?
The Lord of Curses had the greatest right to speak on it.
Before being sealed away, He had always believed it was a gift bestowed by the heavens.
A weapon that allowed Him to punish humanity.
But the moment His consciousness became eternal while His freedom was imprisoned, He suddenly realized.
How could the 'heavens' that did not love humanity possibly cherish Him, who had been born from humanity?
This was the cruelest punishment.
The harshest torture!
Fury and hatred brewed within Him.
The Lord of Curses refused to accept it.
Mere humans—tiny, insignificant humans whose lifespans were no more than the flick of a finger!
How dared they?!
He, who had originally only wanted to keep humanity in captivity, changed His mind.
Make trouble. Descend into chaos. Be devoured by your own desires.
You lowly creatures, and I, who am vile—we all deserve to die from this earth.
A hundred years later, a crack appeared in the seal.
It had been opened by a greedy human.
The man seemed to have been