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In a dark and dreary world.
Countless dead souls are wailing in the cracks between the steep cliffs.
Their screams are enough to scare a person to death.
Coldness and despair best describe the situation here.
This is the underworld
But in the very center of the underworld, there a figure.
she has long hair as golden as the sun.
The skin is as white as snow.
The face seems to be the most perfect sculpture by God.
The black dress she wore was like she was wearing the night.
She sat upright on a cold, pale stone seat.
The legs were crossed and stacked together, enough to attract the attention of any creature.
She held her slender hands under her face, and a thick book was floating in front of her.
As her gaze moved, the pages of the book were turned.
In this underworld of darkness and despair.
This figure is like the only light here.
This figure is what everyone calls the goddess of the Netherworld, and many people do not dare to call her by her real name so as not to die.
Ereshkigal.
This is a name feared by all creatures on earth.
Ereshkigal spent countless years in the underworld. In these endless years, she did not see any other living beings except the dead.
Therefore, in endless loneliness, Ereshkigal spent many years only reading books.
But today, she suddenly heard a voice.
"Goddess Ereshkigal, I offer you flowers as an offering and pray for your response..."
As the boy's voice echoed in Ereshkigal's ears.
Ereshkigal thought:
Another person who longs for death?
In the past, only those who were seeking death would pray to her.
But this boy was different from those who wanted to die before. He even knew to offer flowers.
This inadvertently hit Ereshkigal's sweet spot.
No one will know.
As the goddess of the Netherworld, Ereshkigal's favorite thing is flowers, which symbolize life.
Then, she closed the book.
She was very happy because of this prayer.
So, she decided to see with her own eyes this boy who desired death.
You know, in the past, for those who actively desired death and prayed to her, She was just using her power to make them die without seeing them.
But this time she decided to see this boy.
In the next moment, her consciousness flew to the boy who had taken the initiative to pray for her.
It was a young boy with snow-white hair and ruby-red eyes, and a very pretty good looking.
Even goddesses like beautiful things.
But she immediately discovered that there was no aura of death surrounding the boy in front of her.
This shows that the other party was not calling her because he want die.
This alone was enough to make Ereshkigal's heart waver.
This is the first time.
Someone who did not call her name because he wanted to die.
So, should she answer his prayers?
Ereshkigal was thinking.
Ryū, who was praying, had no idea that Ereshkigal was watching him.
He Just keep praying like Siduri taught him:
"Goddess Ereshkigal, I offer you flowers as an offering, and pray for your response..."
After he repeated it several times, Ereshkigal finally responded to him, unable to suppress her curiosity and excitement.
"What do you want?"
This was the first time Ereshkigal had responded to someone so she tried to make her voice calm.
In front of the boy who was not calling her for the purpose of death, Ereshkigal wanted to say that she was calm, but her true feelings could not be deceived.
Ryū was stunned and looked around in disbelief.
Was that sound just now not an auditory hallucination?
Ryū had some doubts in his heart.
Was his first prayer to the Goddess of the Netherworld a success???
For a moment, Ryū's mind was filled with all kinds of doubts.
Ereshkigal, who was in the air, looked at the boy's face full of doubt and couldn't help but smile.
But then she had other ideas.
"I already responded to you, why don't you say something? Why don't you say anything???"
Ereshkigal became a little anxious in the air.
Facing the first person who prayed for her, she couldn't calm down.
To confirm his suspicions, Ryū tried to speak silently in his heart:
"Goddess, are you looking at me?"
At this time, Ereshkigal finally breathed a sigh of relief. She continued to speak calmly and seriously:
"Um."
Ryū was really surprised this time.
He did not expect Ereshkigal to answer him when he prayed for the first time.
So, Ryū continued to speak in his heart: "Goddess, I have called you because I want to learn magic from you. Can you teach me? If there is a price to pay, please tell me."
After Ereshkigal heard Ryū's request, the excitement in her heart gradually subsided, replaced by a frown and thought.
To be honest, she was willing to respond to her first believer.
If the other party asked for gold or power, she could give it to him without any hesitation.
But magic is different.
Magic represents so many things.
It can give birth to a hero or a devil.
Although Ereshkigal is called the symbol of death by the world, she is actually a surprisingly kind god.
Just as death brings justice to all things.
Ereshkigal also possesses this kind of impartial kindness.
Don't favor any person, and don't harm any person.
This is the rule of the underworld, and it is also her rule.
If she gave magic to the boy in front of her, and the person used magic to do evil, it would be against Ereshkigal's rule.
So after thinking for a long time, Ereshkigal decided to leave in silence.
She would rather disappoint the other party this time than let the other creatures suffer misfortune due to her momentary excitement.
She returned to the underworld.
But she was still looking at Ryū.
She wanted to see what Ryū would do when faced with her silence.
If he gets angry because of this, Ereshkigal will stop responding to him from then on.
But Ryū didn't show any sadness or anger.
After waiting for a long time with no results, he quietly packed up and went to sleep.
Seeing this scene, Ereshkigal felt a little relieved.
The boy who prayed for her, at least for now, seemed to be a nice person.
But then Ereshkigal began to regret it again.
"Should I say something before I leave?"
"If he wants magical knowledge, even though I can't give him magic that's too powerful, can I give him some common magic?"
"Did I perform too badly this time?"
"Will he not pray to me again?"
"Hmm..."
Ereshkigal held her head in her hands and fell into endless self-torture.
Ereshkigal, who was called for the first time, couldn't keep calm.
And corresponding to it.
Various strange phenomena began to occur in the underworld depending on the mood of his goddess.
At the same time, the howling of the dead souls became even more miserable.