"What?" Emmanuel looked around carefully in case anyone happened to hear what he just heard.
'It looks like the only one who heard that was me.'
I ... didn't went inside.
...
Back at Emmanuel's manor.
"You've got to be kidding me. All these years and just now." Emmanuel stared blankly at the ceiling of his bedroom. He wasn't in the mood to get up or do anything actually.
He was wondering... if he went to the church the first thing he came to this world... maybe he wouldn't have lived 20 years of his life being a slave.
Maybe he would have never suffered extreme pain and sadness. Maybe he would still be weak growing boy or maybe someone who had already ruled the town he had been living as a slave.
So many different routes that he could afford to take and just not end up as a slave if only be had the power... this power he have now.
A slave was a just word to others but to him... it was the hell he had been living since coming to this world.
Never again.
Emmanuel took the fake bandages off his neck. His slave collar was now visible.
If he is correct on what his thoughts about space magic and how it is made convenient to use this magic as a given advantage by the godddess then it should be easy for me to control this power.
Will the collar to be moved through space. Will it away from me. Teleport... it to the floor instead.
Emmanuel took hold of the slave collar. "Go and be gone. It's time to go our separate ways." He oddly felt nostalgic. He willed it and the slave collar did teleport to the floor of his bedroom.
*Clank* The metal like slave collar hit the floor with a clanking sound.
'I'm free. I'm not a slave anymore.'
Tears flow down Emmanuel's cheeks without him knowing.
"All 20 years of my life. I'll get them back by living another 20 years of my new life being free."
Emmanuel gazed down on his bruised and disfigured hands by working as a slave for 20 years.
"I guess some things never changes."
He got up on his bed and was prepared with a newly found determination to keep on living but this time as a free man.
Stories from his brother Tom surfaced again in his memories.
"Bag of holdings...Spatial rings, Space stones. I wonder if I could make that with this power."
After 3 years, the 23rd year since coming to this world, Emmanuel figured out how make an independent space and store into things.
25th year. Some greedy nobles had known that Emmanuel was secretly selling space bags and space rings to the black-market and tried to capture him for their own use.
28th year. Emmanuel reached the capital of a kingdom known for its peace after spending his two years as a travelling merchant while spreading his fame of being able to make spatial items.
29th Year. In just one year, he monopolized the flow of money in the kingdom. He bought slaves for his workers and treated them properly. His reputation was high with both the commoners, nobles and adventurers.
35th year. The kingdom was being controlled by him in the shadows after the royal family tried to assassinate him because they were afraid that he was growing too much influence in the whole kingdom. They failed.
37th year. He decided to venture unto another kingdom but left a space mark in this kingdom so he can return to anytime.
40th year. He adopted a slave as his own child and planned to raised him and maybe make him his inheritor of other business he dwelled with excluding space magic.
50th year. He is already controlling 5 kingdoms in the shadows and his riches is never ending. He also found out how to make an independent world by himself.
55th year. Otherworlders tried to capture him and make use of him but against all his subordinates who he raised himself plus his space magic, they became prisoners inside his world.
60th. His adopted children was now living inside his own space world and his business also covered half the world.
64th. He decided to retire and made his adopted children inherit his fortune but only after making sure that there were no conflicts on the inheritance. He started focusing all his time and remaining fortune to his space magic.
120th year. He figured out how to isolate his body using space magic while not being affected by time causing him to not age but at this point he was already a very old man with white hair growing to the floor so he thought that it might had been useless.
200th year. He finally created his own space system and attached it to his soul. The system was independent of his original space magic making it independent outside the goddess power.
201st year. He returned to manage his fortune again and create space items once more. Some of his children who was still alive but very old was overjoyed that their father returned. By this time slavery was finally erased from this world with the help of his adopted children who was also once all slaves. They were surprised that his father although very old was still very much alive. At first when he appeared to his children one by one by teleporting. They thought it was their father coming for them and leading them to the afterlife like how he had lead them to better life while they were still slaves. This was a memory that his children would laugh about it before dying of old age.
205th year. He decided it was time to go to the frontlines and help with the defeat of the demon king since he was the only one that's alive out of all the people who was transferred to this world.
208th. The extremely powerful demon king and his seemingly undying army was destroyed after a lot of sacrifices. In the end his weakened body was split in half by a space sword and then his cells were isolated and shrinked into nothingness. Emmanuel made the last blow. He had to admit. He didn't expect that the demon king here was extremely powerful that it would actually took so much from him to defeat it.
"No wonder everyone who was transferred in this world either died of trying to defeat the demon king or died of old age hiding from the almost impossible chance of defeating the demon king. I look forward to a peaceful world without demons from now on. It's over. It's finally over."
Emmanuel fell down. His old body couldn't handle the pressure anymore. He feel tired and hurt. He just wanna sleep and find a place to rest. He was losing conciousness. His already old and withered body is failing him again.. but this time it would fail him for the last time.
"I look forward to a peaceful world without demons from now on. Too bad I wouldn't be able to live in that world."
Then out of nowhere the goddess appeared.