The first thought that came up to Isiah's mind was that he transmigrated into a different place now that he was looking into the void after the disappearance of his parents' corps, he then realized that the only thing that came with him was the mysterious grimoire he found in the basement of his old house.
Something clicked inside of him, it was not a coincidence, then with the idea of the triggering element of emotions to his magic, he came up with a wild theory that seemed more realistic in his mind.
Emotions are key to activating his magic, he doesn't seem to know how to do it unless he is angry or very sad or confused or all of them.
His emotions are the link between all the incidents of him using his magic, the times when he forced himself to do it like everyone else he couldn't or made a joke out of himself.
Isiah held the grimoire with two hands and then started to look at it from above.
' This grimoire was left inside of my house which means someone out there put it there, it is a powerful magic tool that the second person seemed to recognize, i think i was supposed to find it, i think it was meant for me, the person who left it there was giving it to me or at least he wanted me to use it when i found it'
Isiah looked at it more than tapping on it with his right finger .
' I never found it when i was alive, it is when i went to the world beyond and my core changed that i was able to have it, does that mean that the person who left it there predicted that i would die, and go to the world beyond? My parents wouldn't even think about such a thing, they were too afraid even to talk about the world beyond, i don't think it is them….no …and certainly no one in Delwias Island could have the power to do something, Adelita and Jivan and Ethyl leveled up to Emperium…hmmm…i only think that one person could have the power to do such a thing, but would he do it ? What are his intentions? '
Isiah sat on the floor and put the grimoire in front of him, the more he looked at it the more he realized that he saw this thing before, but he couldn't get his mind to think of it.
'It is very familiar but i can't remember where i saw such a thing, it is definitely a dark object, i saw most of the books and grimoires in the institution and if i saw something like that i would have noticed at least, all the books that i read about magic spells rolled by divine energy were a waste, because of the difference of magic used by divine core and diabolic core, only a little time passed and i came to see the differences between them '
Isiah was focusing on the grimoire but this time he was exhaling heavily, then he said out loud :" Fuc*** it, i guess i am going to start doing things to open it "
He said spells to open it, he focused his mind on it while he was looking at it from afar to open it, he cast a spell to move the hardcover, he used force even when he already did that but nothing seemed to work.
' I think i am going to be wild and do what i saw in hundreds of movies back in the days'
Isiah was not holding anything sharp with him to do what he intended, he tried to cause a cut in his hand to make the blood flow from it to the grimoire, he saw similar things in movies and he wanted to do something like that.
He bit his hand hard until a tear fell from his eye, yet he didn't cause a proper cut, he had pain instead.
So he went to the door and started to kick it from the inside until he broke it after several attempts
When he made a hole in the door he went there and got himself a piece of wood then went back to the place he was in, and hold the wood in his other arm, he was still in pain from the first experience yet he was so willing to do whatever he could to get out from that place
Isiah held his breaths then raised his hand in the air, he closed his eyes automatically because he couldn't just look at the object when he was about to use it, then he daggered his hand that was already bitten.
He screamed but he contained as much as he could then looked at the blood flowing from his palm.
He ignored the injury and all the pain he had and put his hand above the dark grimoire, he bit his tongue as a result of what happened to him then opened his eyes forcibly.
" You have to work, it was so painful you have to work, right now"
"Agggghhhh…sh****t that was painful, i didn't think that i would do something , but i really want to go out "
The old dark grimoire was filled with his blood that kept on falling on it, when he realized that he injured himself badly he took his arm and covered it with the shirt from earth he was wearing to stop the bleeding.
The grimoire opened the moment he pulled back his hand, which means when the blood stopped floating over it, Isiah looked at it very surprised that the trick that he saw hundreds of time worked that way.
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But his smile didn't last for long because when opened the grimoire it reeked with an awful smell, like something was rotten inside of it, dark smoke was rising in the air, and also ash that he didn't know where it came from.
Isiah bit his lip to endure the pain he was feeling then got closer to the grimoire and when he opened it he was stunned by what he saw .