After transmigrating into a god, I saved the tyrant who destroyed the world

Not long ago, Isiris recovered his memory.

Even if it's only half of it, it's enough for him to instantly realize who he really is.

It has nothing to do with "light".

He is the "darkness" that runs counter to it, as the dark side of light, born from chaos.

At the beginning of his birth, when he was still unconscious, he realized the existence of the "light" that was born before him.

It was the "dark" longing, and it was the admiration and desire that ran through him from life to death.

In the vast space of nothingness, the sun with endless light appears here.

The sunlight spreads wantonly around, covering all the places it can reach.

The darkness, which was originally divided in half with the light, was expelled by the sudden increase in sunlight, and was driven to the end of the world in an instant, and it was about to go out like smoke.

The first time I came into contact with sunlight was in this extremely dangerous situation.

However, the darkness that was driven to a dead end was not frightened.

He was ignorant, bearing the blazing power that was completely opposite to the cold source, shrinking into a very small twisted line, but in this sliver of darkness, he made a faint voice that only he could hear:

【what is that? 】

I vaguely glimpsed the blurred outline of the sun, and in the tens of thousands of years since then, I have only seen it this time.

That is to say, in just this moment, an indelible mark was left in the depths of the pitch-black heart.

【So bright, so beautiful... completely different from my ugly self. 】

[I really want to touch more, I want him, why can't I get through? 】

The darkness subconsciously wanted to penetrate into the light, but failed to do so. Instead, it weakened its weak strength even worse, and almost collapsed on the spot.

While shivering in pain, he also understood what it means to be inferior.

After all, the radiance is so brilliant, showing the ardor that is hotter than fire to the extreme, brilliant and bright, against this background, how humble is the bleak darkness, it cannot be compared with it at all.

At that moment, Darkness's heart was broken, and he thought painfully that he should just disappear like this.

However, he heard a jumping and cheerful voice:

[Hello—ah!I thought I was the only one here before, so I didn't notice you. I'm sorry, I'll back away a little. 】

The sun found him, and while he was happy, he felt very guilty for driving him to the corner by accident.

The darkness didn't expect that he could continue to exist, let alone that the sun, who could only hear the voice, would find him and want to get close to him without any grievances.

[Is it just the two of us here?So lonely, are you there, talk to me, okay? 】

[Can't you come out?In other words, it's hard to imagine what it's like in the dark, why can't you come to my place, so we can sit and chat together. 】

[Don't avoid me, why are you running, wait, wait, wait for me—— oops!I made a name for myself, would you like to hear it?How about I get one for you too? 】

Darkness was discovered early on, and the sun was afraid of being alone.

The world where the light resides is too empty for him to bear, so he becomes interested in the only darkness that can communicate with him, chasing and running all day long.

The darkness originally produced a faint joy, and almost made an inch of it, mistakenly thinking that he was special.

Fortunately, his only virtue is self-knowledge.

The more he was in contact with the sun, the more he realized how dazzling the sun was.

Sunshine will bring warmth to cold things, just like the heart of the sun, gentle and warm.

The sun will care about him and talk to him, just because he is the only one here.

The warm light fell on the darkness, but it couldn't bring warmth, it only gave him an unbearable melting pain.

It's all because he, who is just a shadow of light, is not entitled to warmth.

That bit of complacency disappeared immediately, and the coldness that was colder than the source hit, and the darkness woke up.

He began to hide from the sun, and the sun chased after him, and this dodging and chasing lasted for thousands of years.

After chasing after them, they were very tired.

Darkness only has shadows in his heart, he is always in pain, his mind is full of thoughts that he must be hated by the sun, and then the pain increases—the same cycle comes again, standard self-torture.

He tortured himself to the point of blackening several shades, and his whole body was sluggish, looking like a fluffy ball of over-fermented dough with holes everywhere.

Stopped, he thought, the sun was about to let him go in disgust.

Sun: [Hahahahaha this game is so interesting!When do we do it again?By the way, do you really want me to name you?What a nice name I chose! 】

dark:【? 】

It seems that there is something wrong, in short, the darkness is dumbfounded, and I don't know where the blame is.

The sun actually didn't care about his indifference at all.

Even if he was really forced, he barely managed to utter a few words, emphasizing his indifference and evilness without emotion, the sun listened, um, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh.

【Have it?Black is really black, but you are very gentle, I can feel it, stop talking, listen to me! 】

dark:【……】

He...was a little bit happy, really only a little bit.

The really dark and withdrawn social phobia patient will not be changed by this [little bit] of joy. He is only happy for a while, and then quickly falls back into negativity.

The only change may be that the darkness does not run away now, he carefully touches the border of the light, calms down honestly, listens to the invisible sun's chatter, and occasionally returns a few words.

This conversation lasted for thousands of years.

During this period, the world of nothingness turned into a sphere, and the sun was busy on the sphere with itchy hands, pinching out the mountains and rivers of later generations, blue sky and white clouds, and the world suddenly became colorful.

By the way, darkness imitated the appearance of the sun and gave itself a name.

From then on, he was called Esiris.

The sun can't bear loneliness all the time, chatting with Isiris can't fully satisfy him.

Then one day, they had a human form.

Although it is still impossible to meet each other, Isiris hides in the shadow of the sun, and when he looks up, he can see the back of the sun.

Like countless crimson petals falling down, filling the forever dark pupils of those looking up, re-lighting up the longing that was buried deep.

It turned out that he never gave up, and he didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and he missed the existence that could not be expected.

The sun with gorgeous long hair said: "Isiris, I want to create life."

"it is good."

The sun said: "The body is not important for the time being... I have created souls, using a little sunlight as vitality, but I don't know how these souls will return after the sunlight is exhausted."

"I'll help you."

Thus, deep underground, the underworld appeared.