The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

rd all this time and didn’t give up.
But Shiva couldn’t escape.

“…”

He was exhausted.

His power had run out, and he couldn’t find a way to get out.

Anger, hatred, sadness.

They weren’t the driving force anymore.
He wanted to give everything up.
If he decided to just get used to it, everything would be easier.

Actually, he even thought of killing himself.

“… what am I doing?”

Just before dying.

Would everything work out if he ran away? Would there be peace after death?

Osiris, who was in charge of reincarnation, was defeated by Ra.

And Hades, who ruled the underworld?

What about Zeus, who was the master of heaven, and Odin, the one in charge of war and knowledge?

How has the world changed now that they all fell into the hands of Ra?

What terrible hell would await him?

“I cannot give up then.”

A bumpier road than this hell.

He wasn’t sure how long he would be stuck here, but how does he know if hope will appear someday?

Then what should he do?

Shiva was aware of it.

“I am going to sleep now.”

He didn’t know when his eyes would open, but the day he would open his eyes would be when the world changed again.

“I didn’t give up.”

Shiva was imprisoned here all those years.
In this space where he no longer hated anything.

The same went for his anger toward Ra.
He didn’t feel sadness either.

He lost his goal and destination and just longed for death, but he didn’t give up until the end.
Until this moment, when he wondered why he was like this, he told Isis,

“You will give up?”

“I will…”

“I understand.
All kinds of negative emotions are growing within your heart now.
It makes people negative to the extent that it cannot be compared with the impact of positive emotions on the human mind.”

Emotions such as happiness, joy, and pleasure do not have a large impact when compared to anger, hatred, and sadness.

That is how emotions work.

“It’s not strange to be buried in frustration and desperation at all.
It is natural.
If we look at history, there aren’t that many people who recover after breaking down.”

Negative emotions are like a burden.

Silently doing what one has to do and struggling to overcome it.

As time goes by, the emotions at that time will gradually fade and disappear.

“And you give up.”

Rather than thinking you cannot do it, you just want to give up.
When the time comes, giving something up is easy.

And then comes comfort in rationalizing by saying, ‘What does it even mean to hope for the time to come?’

“Then what is left?”

Isis saw the wrinkles on Shiva’s face.

It was clear proof of how long he had been suffering, and Shiva said,

“So vent out your anger.
Unleash it.
Undo the hatred within you and pour out your tears.
And after letting go of all of them like that….”

A blue orb rose behind Shiva’s back.

“Do not give up and move forward.
Go ahead and do what you need to do.
Do not ever let go of yourself.”

“Uhaaaaah!”

Isis clutched the dirt on the ground as she yelled in pain.
She hit the floor with her fist and began to pull her hair.
Tears mixed with dirt fell to the ground, and she rubbed her face with dusty hands.

“Father!!”

She sobbed.

The emotions she had been enduring until then began to pour out at once, and like a child, Isis called out to her father, who was now gone.

“Father!!! Father! Why! Why did you leave me behind like this?! How?!!”

Anger.

“Please, please come back… please… I am begging you…”

Longing and despair.

“I will… I will kill that son of a bitch! How dare he touch my father….!”

There was hatred too.

Isis’s mind was messed up with all sorts of emotions, but she didn’t care and lifted her head.

Her eyes were wide with rage, and her face scowled in hatred.
Her lower lip showed how determined she was.

She got up and spat out words of declaration,

“I will kill that bastard for sure.
I will tear him down piece by piece with my hands.
I will direct all the hate toward him, and I will tear him down and feed him to beasts!”

She gasped for air.
Seeing her like that, Shiva smiled.

“Feeling better?”

Isis’s face, which had been overflowing with evil, now had a sense of peace that she never had before.
She put her hand on her chest, feeling her heartbeat.

Biting down on her lip, she felt her heartbeat calm down.

“Phew.
I am not fully relieved though.”

There was anger and hatred.
There was also sadness and longing for her father.

How does one just shake this off?

It made no sense.
However, as Shiva said, letting her emotions out was a lot better.

She could think more calmly.

“This much is enough.
You don’t need to let it all go.”

Even if she didn’t let go of all of them, she could take a step forward.
Shiva smiled and looked at Sarah, who had a nervous expression.

And he turned to Isis, and said,

“Like I said, do not give up.”

“But you cannot get out of here…”

Suddenly, Isis thought of Jamie.
He might be able to get Shiva out.

“Even if I can’t move, there is something I can do.”

Shiva struggled to stretch out his right hand.

His hand trembled as if he didn’t have any strength.
Isis saw Shiva’s hand.
To be precise, the tiny blue bead on the back of his hand.

Just a moment ago, a blue light shone from behind him too, but now the light was gone and just the bead stayed.

“Here, take this.”

“This…”

“I don’t know if you are qualified or not.
However, even at the moment you were about to give up, you didn’t, and you stood up instead.”

A blue bead flew to Isis.

“It is the ‘essence’ that I made by gathering my power.”

“… essence?”

“Making it turned me into a normal being.
It doesn’t matter, though.
I leave my will to you.”

And the bead landed on Isis’s hand.

And it began to get sucked into her hand.

“This will make you an eternal being.
Didn’t I say it to you? I didn’t give up.
That is my will.”

Shiva told her with a wide smile.

“From now on, you are the God of War.”

The bead’s light began to wrap around Isis.