The Tale of the Rebirth of the Unseen World of the Strongest Yin-Yang Master -The monsters are too w

----How did this happen?

A mysterious night in Heian.

In the burning mansion, I, on the verge of death, think of nothing else.

Most of the spell dolls (Hitogata) were lost, and all the shikigami were sealed away.

The trump card, the demigod, was also defeated. The wreckage crushed the house and is still burning with blue flames.

I lost my left arm. I can't make a perfect mark anymore.

His lungs were burned by smoke and he couldn't even chant a mantra.

He is considered the greatest Yin and Yang master of all time.

He is feared as the "Night of the Hundred Demons" and the "Living Gate of Hell".

I lived for more than 100 years in my youthful age.

This is the end of it.

Since I was a child, I have been searching for power.

Because I thought I had nothing to lose if I had that. I thought it would make me happy.

And then I got the power I wanted and I was the strongest.

And I lost everything.

Plotting and betrayal.

That's the name of the person who killed the strongest.

And now that I think about it, it was all part of the plan.

Even having his disciples taken hostage.

And that he had to turn the Imperial Court against them.

And then there was that boy crying his eyes out for me.

It was masterful.

I don't know if it was the nobleman or the royal family, but they really pushed me over the edge in a spectacular way.

Being the strongest didn't help me.

Is there a limit to the power alone?

I should have schemed, and I should have always been able to get as many people on my side as possible.

What I lacked in these days is what I now know for sure: cunning.

And now I know, I'm all right.

Next time... I'll do better.

I make an incomplete sign with my trembling right hand.

I chant a whispered mantra with my burning throat.

The one spell I had been saving so carefully emerges in a puff of smoke.

It is the secret art of the last days of this life.

The spell of rebirth.

We have to start over, again.

I don't know how Japan will change in the future. On the contrary, there is a high possibility that Japan will be born in a completely different country.

But this time, I won't fail this time.

The next life...I will be happy.

The spell shines.

A magic circle appears around the fallen me.

My consciousness fades away.

And I am...