The Ran race was said to have been created by a Nature God.
It was said that his name was counted among those who ruled the world before the 12 Gods.
And such a powerful person was now stuck to a wall and looked filthy.
âDisappointed?â
Shiva smiled at Isis, who didnât react much.
âI guess so. Your ancestor is like this, so it will be weirder if you are not disappointed.â
The Ran warriors couldnât say anything because any word they would utter would just make the disappointment sink into them.
They were told that the traces of Shiva were found, so they came all the way here. But when they arrived, they found an old man who couldnât even use his strength.
An old man who was trapped in a wall and was unable to move was their ancestor? The being who made them? And their King sacrificed himself for this?
But not to one person.
Whatever his appearance was, it didnât matter. Isis spoke, devoid of any emotions.
âWe came here to find your traces.â
âI know because I told that child.â
His eyes turned to Mayatrey.
Isis turned to her, and then she nodded in agreement.
âRight. I was the one who spread the word for you to come here.â
When asked where the rumors about Shiva came from, they came from Mayatrey.
âHuhuhu. Maya had arrived here by accident a few years ago and chose to stay here. Thanks to that child, I had an idea of what was happening outside.â
âThen we donât need to explain anything. We need you.â
A new God was born on the other side.
Their side also had a new God whom they could use. So Isis tried to keep her cool and continued,
âI have come to see you, our God.â
âA pity.â
Shivaâs eyes were filled with pity as he looked at Isis.
âYou are in a fit of anger. As much as the grief you are feeling, your emotions are also being dominated by anger and hatred.â
âThat doesnât matter anyway. Come with us. I will get you out.â
Isis raised her sword and walked to Shiva, and she stabbed her greatsword, infused with aura, into the wall.
Kwaang!
But there was just a loud crash and nothing more.
Isisâs eyes widened.
âIt wonât work. Whose curse do you think it was that a simple attack can destroy it?â
â⌠how do we get you out?â
âHehehe. It wonât work. AndâŚ.â
Shiva answered.
âEven if I get out, I donât think I can physically help you.â
âWhyâŚâ
âBecause it has been such a long time since I was here. I guess even lifting my hand will be difficult. There is not even a handful of power left for me to move my body.â
âThen youâŚâ
âRight. Just a spirit.â
Isis ground her teeth so hard, it would not be a shock if they broke.
âThen why are we even hereâŚ!â
Her face was stained with despair as she sat down.
âWhy did fatherâŚ.â
As if a dam had exploded, she collapsed.
Realizing that the reality was hopeless, Isis couldnât hold back her sadness.
âAnger, hatred, and sadness.â
Shiva looked at her.
âWhat does it leave behind?â
At the words that she couldnât understand. Isis looked at him with tears in her eyes.
Shiva had a calm smile as he said,
âLet me tell you a story. An old one.â
The rain, wind, and lightning were raging like a storm.
The black hair that flew like a lionâs mane was fluttering.
The man with white eyes that were emitting electric currents was holding a huge sword. The horrifying tattoos on his muscles and upper body were made scarier by the raindrops.
âYou have come all the way here.â
The man said growling in anger.
The mist around him was raging, but it wasnât from the air shuddering at the heat from his body but from his presence alone.
âYou defeated Osiris? All the other ones youâŚâ
âYou are the last.â
The man dazzling on the other side in light was Ra, the Sun God.
âDid you bury your brothers?â
Ra just shrugged at the question. As if that answer was enough, the man, Shiva, sighed.
Holding his sword with both hands, he pointed it forward.
Intense energy began to swirl around his body. For an instant, even the wind and rain didnât touch him.
âYou have turned into a monster beyond help.â
Shiva said in a pitiful tone, and Ra smiled.
âIâve fought with you a lot. There were days I didnât win, and I respect you. But respect is like power. So I saved you for last.â
At those words, Shiva was shocked.
He focused all his anger on his sword. Among the numerous Nature Gods of Bless, the one with the highest level of strength was Shiva.
The problem was the opponent.
âIt will be difficult to win.â
Numerous Nature Gods have already been absorbed by Ra.
In the past, they were rivals of equal strength, but now that Ra has absorbed the Gods, he must have gone past a level he couldnât handle.
âStill⌠I need to stop his plans.â
Otherwise, this world would turn into hell as well. They had to fight before the Gods of other places came here.
With the power of the God of War, which swept through the world, Shiva swung his sword at Ra.
A roaring sound resonated all around the heavens and the land as he did that.
AndâŚ.
âStop now and go, old friend.â
With Raâs condescending voice, Shiva lost consciousness.
The place where Shiva came to his senses was a place with nothing. Having come to his senses in this vast space, he thought of escaping, but his body couldnât move.
âYou fucking jerk!!!â
His body was sealed into the wall.
But who was Shiva?
The God of War.
His body was full of energy, and he struggled to get out. But it was impossible. The curse that Ra used to seal him was impossible to escape from.
A long time passed, but Shiva didnât give up.
âI will somehow come and bring you down.â
Decades.
Hundreds of years.
Thousands of years.
He worked hard all this time and didnât give up. But Shiva couldnât escape.
ââŚâ
He was exhausted.
His power had run out, and he couldnât find a way to get out.
Anger, hatred, sadness.
They werenât 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.
â⌠what am I doing?â
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?
âI cannot give up then.â
A bumpier road than this hell.
He wasnât 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.
âI am going to sleep now.â
He didnât know when his eyes would open, but the day he would open his eyes would be when the world changed again.
âI didnât give up.â
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 didnât feel sadness either.
He lost his goal and destination and just longed for death, but he didnât give up until the end. Until this moment, when he wondered why he was like this, he told Isis,
âYou will give up?â
âI willâŚâ
âI 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.â
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.
âItâs not strange to be buried in frustration and desperation at all. It is natural. If we look at history, there arenât that many people who recover after breaking down.â
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.
âAnd you give up.â
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, âWhat does it even mean to hope for the time to come?â
âThen what is left?â
Isis saw the wrinkles on Shivaâs face.
It was clear proof of how long he had been suffering, and Shiva said,
âSo 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 thatâŚ.â
A blue orb rose behind Shivaâs back.
âDo not give up and move forward. Go ahead and do what you need to do. Do not ever let go of yourself.â
âUhaaaaah!â
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.
âFather!!â
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.
âFather!!! Father! Why! Why did you leave me behind like this?! How?!!â
Anger.
âPlease, please come back⌠please⌠I am begging youâŚâ
Longing and despair.
âI will⌠I will kill that son of a bitch! How dare he touch my fatherâŚ.!â
There was hatred too.
Isisâs mind was messed up with all sorts of emotions, but she didnât 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,
âI 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!â
She gasped for air. Seeing her like that, Shiva smiled.
âFeeling better?â
Isisâs 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.
âPhew. I am not fully relieved though.â
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.
âThis much is enough. You donât need to let it all go.â
Even if she didnât 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,
âLike I said, do not give up.â
âBut you cannot get out of hereâŚâ
Suddenly, Isis thought of Jamie. He might be able to get Shiva out.
âEven if I canât move, there is something I can do.â
Shiva struggled to stretch out his right hand.
His hand trembled as if he didnât have any strength. Isis saw Shivaâs 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.
âHere, take this.â
âThisâŚâ
âI donât know if you are qualified or not. However, even at the moment you were about to give up, you didnât, and you stood up instead.â
A blue bead flew to Isis.
âIt is the âessenceâ that I made by gathering my power.â
â⌠essence?â
âMaking it turned me into a normal being. It doesnât matter, though. I leave my will to you.â
And the bead landed on Isisâs hand.
And it began to get sucked into her hand.
âThis will make you an eternal being. Didnât I say it to you? I didnât give up. That is my will.â