Chapter 250

I was wondering why that Narada Rishi suddenly appeared in front of me, and why you appeared in front of me. It's because I am a derivative of Shiva, so I am extremely special and extremely important. Otherwise, neither of you would have appeared in front of me.

"Since you've been watching me all along, Shiva, why have you only appeared before me now? Do you wish me to be great, or terrifying?"

The provocative words came naturally from Andhaka's mouth.

It seemed that Andhaka was doing this on purpose, but this did not Shiva's Wrath; he simply continued to answer quietly.

"Whether you become great or terrible depends on your choices, Andhaka. Whether your past is a blessing or a curse depends on your choices. Whether you repent or give up on yourself still depends on your choices."

"Haha, I actually have so many choices!"

Andhaka approached Shiva step by step, saying, "I never expected this, Andhaka, that the Great God would personally come to warn me. But what crime have I Andhaka? I did have something I wanted to do, but I haven't done anything yet."

At this point, Andhaka Buddha Statue have been seen talking to himself, and gave an apologetic smile.

"Great God, please forgive me. In the darkness, I often talk to myself. I am often alone, and I cannot see."

"Brahma's Blessing could have freed you from the predicament of blindness, but you chose darkness, and now you expect sympathy."

"No, no, no, Great God, if you want me to beg for forgiveness, then I beg for your forgiveness. I beg for your forgiveness for all my mistakes so far, and yet you have been so lecturing me. For this—"

Andhaka placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, saying, "I am extremely grateful to you."

He continued.

"Also, Great God, you don't need to worry. Without a doubt, I will never let you down in the future... I mean it from the bottom of my heart."

"Andhaka!"

Shiva spoke angrily to Andhaka, who had uttered the lie.

"One day when you truly understand the meaning of reality, you won't say that anymore."

"Reality? What is reality?"

Andhaka roared at Shiva, whose face remained indifferent; he seemed to have suddenly become Wrath.

Was it when I was a child and those guys bullied me? Or when I was almost burned to death?

He pointed at Shiva, and his entire body erupted with a molten red color.

"I'm your derivative? I'm your child? Don't be ridiculous, there's no way that's possible! Telling me now won't change anything!"

Then, Andhaka laughed and locked eyes with Shiva.

"I'm glad you didn't pity me because I'm pitiful, because I know what's so pitiful about me. I understand that better than anyone else. Don't pity me, laugh at me, make a joke out of me... But who told you to look at me like that!"

I'm not stupid at all, but you think I'm stupid? I'm not stupid at all, Andhaka isn't stupid at all! But you all think I'm an idiot, right? You're wrong, all wrong, it's not like that, I didn't want it to be like that, Andhaka didn't want it to be like that either!

But I'm surrounded by a bunch of disgusting people, and in their eyes I'm naturally the most disgusting one. That's why I don't want to see the light. It's too disgusting. Compared to a light full of disgust, I'd rather stay in the darkness with only one ray of light. That's enough for Andhaka!

"Great God, do you think you're superior to me just because you're the God of Destruction and Aspected God? Do you think you're better than me? You're sorely mistaken! Listen carefully, Great God, do you understand? I am your derivative. If I'm so disgusting, then you, as my original self and my father, are also disgusting."

Dark clouds rolled in, Gale surged, forming a swirling vortex within which lightning crackled.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Blinding bolts of lightning crashed down, followed by countless streaks of azure light that densely covered the area around the two.

Finally, Andhaka opened his arms to Shiva and shouted:

"Me, and you, we're all trash, equally trash--"

The roar shattered the clouds, turning the dark sky into a deep, dark void.

Andhaka's figure was like a shooting star, carrying darkness and lightning, transforming into a ball of blue-black fire that instantly shot straight toward Shiva.

"So, die, Shiva!"

Shiva waved his Trident, black smoke billowing around him, and charged toward the speeding Andhaka.

In an instant, a terrifying explosion reverberated through the void, and finally Andhaka crashed to the ground, engulfed in flames as it fell upon the earth.

Boom!

A violent explosion rose from the ground, sending up a huge mushroom cloud of flames and thick smoke.

Andhaka is no match for Shiva. Although he is Shiva's Wrath like Jalandhara, he also has some Parvati elements, so the gap between him and Shiva himself and Jalandhara is even greater.

Moreover, although he can choose how he dies, it doesn't mean he's invincible. Unlike Jalandhara, he doesn't have the buff of Virochana that makes him invincible; he's merely 'immortal'.

Andhaka, who had been knocked to the ground by Shiva's blow, was not to be outdone. He quickly got up and roared again. His fists pounded his chest, producing a thunderous roar. As his arms swung, he stirred up a violent hurricane, scattering the flames in all directions, and stomped his feet on the ground.

Then, Andhaka pushed off the ground with all his might and charged fiercely toward Shiva.

His upper body leans extremely forward, constantly moving forward. This posture represents his determination, and the only option for his direction of progress is Shiva.

However, Shiva simply waved his Trident lightly, and the ensuing black smoke swept across the world at an astonishing speed.

Such astonishing energy made people mistakenly believe that destruction had begun at this moment. The divine Divine Power, which was accelerating uncontrollably, transformed into destructive particles, which should have destroyed everything it came into contact with. If it weren't for Brahma's restraining effect, this intense destructive power would probably have been witnessed throughout the entire Three Worlds.

Although it only lasted a few seconds, when the light subsided, Andhaka, who had been knocked to the ground again, was left bewildered.

Because the ground beneath his feet was literally halved, from him onwards, wherever the black smoke came into contact with it, the Divine Power of the God of Destruction evaporated it completely, leaving the molten surface still scorching, bubbling and smoking.

Even Andhaka himself was spitting blood, and it was clear from a distance that the wound was fatal.

Without Brahma's Blessing, Andhaka would have collapsed long ago, but thanks to the blessing, he stood up as if nothing had happened, even though he was covered in blood.

Then.

"Andhaka."

Shiva's calm voice continued to resound.

Do you want to continue?

Upon hearing this, Andhaka still smiled joyfully, seemingly very happy.

"Shiva, although you can hurt me, taking my life will not be so easy."

Shiva's power could indeed kill Andhaka, but not completely. Because Andhaka, who had the blessing to decide how he would die, would not die before the day when he truly "desires the light, which will be my death day." He would immediately be resurrected.

The same applies now. Although Shiva could violate this rule and forcibly kill Andhaka, the result would be the collapse of the world, which would have to be destroyed, and a new cycle would begin. This was the first cycle in the India Age of Gods, so Shiva took it very seriously. Otherwise, he wouldn't have repeatedly tried to persuade Andhaka, who was considered his son, to change his mind.

Although Andhaka understood that he was only spared immediate death thanks to Brahma's blessing, he was certainly on the defensive.

Shiva is like a storm; what would happen if he knew a storm was coming in seconds?

Judging from what seemed like a casual strike just now, it was a sure kill for Andhaka.

--destroy.

Andhaka the terror of that name.

At the same time, he also personally felt the difference between himself as rage and it. Without Brahma's blessing, how many times would he have died?

This isn't walking a tightrope; it's more like dancing on Spider's web. It wouldn't be surprising if it broke at any moment, because what Andhaka is doing right now is a rebellion against conventional wisdom, but he has no regrets.

"I want to repay him, to repay him."

We must repay him; yes, he has friends.

Even the children of darkness, born in darkness, burying their lives in darkness, and destined to return to darkness one day, have friends.

Maya, who acted as the Proxy God of Love, was an insignificant Deity in the eyes of the Three Worlds.

However, in the eyes of Andhaka, who had been helped by him, Maya was more worthy of his worship than all the gods and all the Aspected God in the world.

I want to be that kind of person, I want to become him.

Therefore, I want Shiva's power; I want to kill Shiva, all of him, everyone, everything—

"Kill everything... including him?"

At that moment, Andhaka saw the murmurs originating from his own 'darkness' and couldn't help but murmur the same words.

This voice reached Shiva's ears, and the god of destruction questioned him in a voice that sounded incredibly calm to Andhaka:

"Tell me who you want to kill, Andhaka."

Great God's words contained no doubt; in other words, they were merely a statement.

Shiva was well aware that the "he" mentioned by Andhaka was the reincarnation of Kavia.

"No, I don't, I didn't—"

"You can Wrath with me, you can have evil thoughts, but you shouldn't have such thoughts, Andhaka."

The next instant, a thunderous roar resounded through the sky. Shiva simply stood there, tearing through the thick fog like lightning. With every gesture, he could twist and madden the laws of nature. At the same time, the sound of the Damaru Drum resounded.

The rapid, vibrating drumbeats seemed to contain boundless Wrath, emanating from all directions and echoing across the wilderness.

As a result, Andhaka's blood turned as cold as ice, causing his whole body to tremble. Fear gradually froze his muscles, and his hands slowly lost their strength.

Fear began to gnaw at his soul.

Run! Run! Run! No, you can't escape...

It is impossible to withstand this power, not even with the Brahma's Blessing.

This sound, which caused turmoil in the Universe, made all the gods tremble, and even Brahma and Vishnu were filled with anxiety.

If Shiva had actually defied the rule of Brahma's Blessing and killed Andhaka, then this cycle of reincarnation would have collapsed due to the violation of the rules, thus forcing the beginning of a new cycle...

But what about next time? Will the next Andhaka be destroyed in the same way? Wouldn't that leave the world stuck in this situation?

But it was too late. Shiva's Trident had already shot out with a bang, reflected in Andhaka's eyes, about to pierce Andhaka's chest completely and annihilate Andhaka.

But just as Shiva was about to kill Andhaka, something changed—

In an instant, the entire earth underwent a dramatic transformation. The devastated land changed in the blink of an eye, sprouting tangible objects like the Himalayas Mountains in the past, and rapidly covering the original site to make it look like a green field, as if spring had arrived.

"You've gone a bit too far, Shiva."

At the last moment, Kavia, who had been urgently summoned by Brahma, said this to the God of Destruction.

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Chapter 311 Isn't it only natural for you to treat me this way?

A little earlier.

In the mountains where Kama, the Love God, resides, the drowsy, gentle sunlight, the newly painted trees, and the birdsong all blend together Perfection, bringing a blissful springtime.

At that moment, Kavia was fishing by the river. The fishing line in his hand was visible, already submerged in the water. Many leaves, blown down by the wind, were scattered on the river's surface. The light green leaves gathered together, floating leisurely, creating ripples that swayed gently.

Beside a rock covered in moss, Kama, the Love God, rests his chin on his hand and watches all this.

Although Love God's duties are very busy, he is not incredibly busy every day. There are always some free time, like today.

Therefore, Kavia was freed from the task of Proxy God of Love of Kama, could have her own time. However, thinking that if she went far away, Kama would say "whatever you want" but with a very unhappy expression, Kavia chose fishing to appease her parents, since it was not far from home.

Kama, seeing this, said, "Let me see how your skills have improved. Don't be like before, unable to catch a single fish." Kavia's reaction was obvious; at the very least, Kama's tone and expression revealed his barely concealed joy.

The two figures, one large and one small, were by the river. They looked like a father with his child, but in reality, they were parents with their child. It could only be said that a Satya Yuga time had passed, and Kama was still the same little kid he had been. If nothing unexpected happened, he would probably stay like that forever.

Kama had come to accompany Kavia under some pretext, saw a familiar body of water before him.

Kama first saw this scene at the moment of Satya Yuga, was so mesmerized that he forgot the time. But as millions of years have passed, it has become a routine for the Love God, and he no longer feels any emotion towards it.

Despite the familiarity and the indifference that had faded, Kama felt a surge of pride when he saw that Kavia, whom he had raised, liked this place. He narrowed his eyes as if to say, "Hmm, my place is truly beautiful, isn't it?"

As for the Cockatoo of Kama and Vritra of Kavia, they were still sleeping because it was a rare day of rest.

Time passed, and neither Kama nor Kavia spoke. The only sounds were the rustling of Leaf in the wind, the chirping of birds from the distant forests, squirrels leaping among the trees, and colorful butterflies fluttering among the flowers...

Kama sat on the rock, gazing at the beautiful scenery in the water and at Kavia. Whether out of boredom or other thoughts, he got up and went to the riverbank.

He picked up a leaf from the water, one of thousands of leaves floating on the river, and Love God held it as if it were a jewel. In the hearts of Kavia, Kama's parents, it must have been something quite interesting.

However, comparing Kama's height with Kavia's, Love God is definitely on the child's side. Children are always eager to share anything they like with others. In a child's heart, things that are worthless in the eyes of adults seem dazzling.

Then Kama went behind Kavia and placed a water-soaked leaf on his head.

"Couldn't you dry it out before adding it?"

Kavia did not turn around, but simply said this.

His tone was not accusatory at all; in fact, it sounded more like he was saying, "It would be better to do it this way."

"I'm afraid you won't notice. Anyway, it's not a big problem, is it? If it really doesn't work, I can just comb your hair for you."

Kama didn't seem to care and continued speaking.

"You can't even catch Aya, so why are you still fishing?"