Chapter 262

Although my husband didn't exert any force, it wouldn't be surprising if he were strangled to death.

If someone really wanted to strangle me, what would I do? What should I do?

However, if that's what my husband wants, I'll accept it.

Divya now looked at some unforgivable being, her surging fire filled with unspeakable rage.

In the original Indian Mythology, Durga was indeed born, but in the present context, the pause when Brahma says, "Slayer of Moses Sand will appease the anger," seems to be a new Lila manifested to appease the Wrathful Aspect of Kavia.

The 'Lila,' a drama of the Supreme Brahman, was given to Lila by his own Wrath to soothe Wrathful Aspect. This would undoubtedly make Kavia even more furious, even though he was Wrath but had no intention of killing.

Therefore, while gripping Durga's neck, the Wrathful Aspect Divya spoke, the first time she had spoken since transforming into the Wrathful Aspect.

"Durga."

The smile that reappeared on her face was so Perfection that it lacked any human warmth.

"Can you die now?"

Divya spoke each word carefully.

For Divya, Wrathful Aspect, this was a remarkably calm statement.

However, there was also a feeling that a boiling anger was building up deep inside.

However, despite the pain on Durga's face as he listened to the heartless words uttered by Divya, he appeared genuinely happy.

"I am unaffected."

"If my husband wants to kill me, I will not activate Annihilation Mode, and I never will."

The sound and blood gushed from Durga's mouth, and for some reason, Kavia found the sound somewhat pathetic.

"To me, my husband, Kavia is everything."

Durga did not become delirious from the pain, for it was not enough.

With Kavia holding him by the neck, Durga felt as if he were inside his lover's body when he felt his body temperature, as if he were being loved and embraced.

The Goddess wants more.

More, more, more, more, more, more, more, more, more.

And then, more importantly than that, even though it's only our first meeting, I truly love you, my husband, Kavia.

"So whatever you want to do to me won't affect me. As long as you want to do it, Durga, I'm willing to accept anything, my husband."

Did Kavia hate Durga?

Of course not, but I would be Wrath at the source of her existence.

Therefore, Wrath that he wanted to deny and eliminate Durga's existence.

At the same time, looking at Durga before her, Kavia understood that she was merely a part of Lila, an empty vessel, a tool for 'pacifying the rage'. Kavia was indeed filled with immense Wrath at this moment, her Sorrow fueling her Abhimanyu, her entire body ignited and boiling with fury.

Regardless, Kavia still couldn't bring herself to kill Durga, who was completely innocent and devoted to her, as she had claimed.

Although it was just 'Lila' and just a play, Durga's 'love' was real.

Finally, Kavia released his grip on Durga, looked around, and saw nothing, as if the scene after all death stretched endlessly.

He was still consumed by Wrathful Aspect, so when there were no obstacles left, Divya began walking towards the void ahead. For some reason, before Divya had taken more than a few steps, he felt something beneath his feet. When he looked down—

It was Durga he had just thrown to the ground, who had crawled over with difficulty, and now he was standing on her.

At the same time, Kavia saw that Durga's eyes were wet and he was crying.

"You, me..."

Then, Kavia, who had withdrawn from the Wrathful Aspect Divya, found a rock, sat down on it, and placed Durga on his lap.

"Durga, are you nervous? Your body is very stiff. Don't worry, relax. It was my fault just now."

He lowered his eyes, his gaze returning to Durga, while the stars in the sky shone Serenity, like gentle eyes looking down upon him.

"... Yes, the body itself..."

For Durga, the feeling of having his hair gently combed by his beloved Kavia, his husband, was incredibly comforting. He also wished that Kavia would touch his cheek a little longer when she stroked it. In short, he was in a very good mood.

"You can't control yourself? You're supposed to be Goddess, don't let people look down on you."

"No, I'm so sorry, Durga. I will correct my mistakes in the future, I promise..."

"I was just kidding, Durga. As long as you like it, that's fine with me too. Do you really think I'd punish you?"

No, that's not true.

"That's good, Durga."

"Um, my husband..."

Durga's heart raced.

As Warrior Goddess, Durga shouldn't be confused, but when Kavia's fingers combed through her hair, her hand gently caressed her cheek, and Jin's body temperature was so close to hers, it felt as if they overlapped.

Each of these factors caused Durga's heart to race uncontrollably.

So she stared intently into Kavia's blue eyes and said:

"I love you, Kavia, my husband."

A warm, soothing sound drifted on the wind, but it brought no joy to Kavia, whose anger had just subsided.

"... I understand, and I accept it... However, Durga, I must apologize for what I did before..."

The expression on Divya's face the moment she spoke was deeply etched in the eyes of Durga and Kama, who were present, and it lingered for a long time.

"Sorry."

That wasn't a smile; it seemed to hold a hint of pain, but also a touch of bitterness.

Durga is the Lila that arose from the Wrathful Aspect of Kavia. However, this Lila then creates new Lila in turn amplify the original Lila, causing this drama of the Supreme Brahman to continue in a cycle.

But it was at this very moment that Kama, who witnessed the entire event, secretly departed.

"Hmm... that's... good..."

A gentle breeze stirred Kama's silver hair as the Love God walked slowly across the Human Realm.

"Durga? That's Durga name, isn't it? Kavia's lover... Hmm, just as I thought..."

Love God's words seemed to be directed at her, yet no matter how she stretched out her arm to wipe away the tears, they continued to flow endlessly.

"Child, no, it's not like that anymore... Am I crying because I'm moved to tears by Aspected God Shen's love...? How wonderful, how wonderful..."

No one can answer Love God's question; one can only shed tears in solitude.

In conclusion, the crisis that threatened the India World has thus come to an end, the era of the Righteous King continues, and the prosperity of the Treta Yuga Kingdoms will continue.

Everyone welcomed a happy Future. Although the last Aspected God had not yet returned to his position, he had found someone he loved, just like the other three. In other words, from now on, he would have someone to restrain him, and therefore would no longer be so helpless.

Mount Kailash.

"My lord, Father has finally calmed down, all thanks to Mother..."

Parvati, in high spirits, said this to Shiva as he returned.

"Um."

Shiva nodded calmly as always.

"Speaking of which, Moses Sand's asceticism is so powerful that it could Wrath someone like Father so much... It's truly..."

At this moment, the general understanding among all beings in the Three Worlds Realms is that the ascetic practices of the Asura named Moses Sand Wrath the Lord of the Himalayas, leading to such a terrifying crisis. Even Parvati thinks so, since it was Durga who killed Moses Sand who brought Kavia back to calm, wasn't it?

"The first Wrath arose at the birth of the Righteous King."

Shiva looked at Parvati and said softly, "Will there be another instance of Wrath? After all, the next Righteous King will be a more Perfection and Ideal King than the current Rama."

"Hmm? What do you mean, my husband?"

"No, it's nothing."

Shiva shook his head and looked at the world for a long, long time.

That is the 'source' of his friend's Wrath, the still glorious 'Lila' and 'Ya'.

Kama Jpg.

Chapter 320 Kama: We will win!

"Master, what's wrong?"

Ignoring the desolate atmosphere in the room, the Cockatoo lowered its flight altitude to enter the field of vision of its master Kama Love God, and let out a confused cry.

It was a bit strange. During this time, the little master was away, and even the snake that loved to sleep was gone. Logically speaking, if the little master was not around, the master, who had been decadent for decades and was considered a true Love God, should have stepped in to do something. However, for some reason, he locked himself in the house, as if he didn't care at all.

Kama listened to his pet's question with a blank expression, staring at it with icy eyes.

"Ugh, I'm so annoyed. I just want to rest, what's wrong with that? Do you have a problem? Or do you want to be Love God?"

His words also contained a hint of resentment that even Love God himself was unaware of.

"It's alright. It's perfectly reasonable for you to want to rest, Master. After all, it's only for a few months..."

Sensing that its owner was definitely in a bad mood, and knowing that saying anything more would lead to a tragic end, the Cockatoo carefully curled up its feathers.

"Hehe."

Kama gave a cold laugh.

"To be honest, I'm tired of shooting Arrow of Love. And most of the time it's for other people's trivial love problems—so ordinary, it's really disappointing. It's about making those who seem unhappy happy, making those who are happy even happier, and trying to Perfection other people's relationships. That's it. I've always been the giver. It's exhausting, I'm so frustrated! But I'm Love God, and I have a duty to do it..."

Love God as if he were talking about someone else, yet his voice held a hidden melancholy, whether from dissatisfaction with his duties Love God or from dislike for someone.

But neither of these explanations seemed to resonate with the Cockatoo at that moment. Faced with this expression rarely shown by its owner, it simply continued to ask, perplexed:

"Master, I have to correct you on one mistake. You weren't always the one giving; when the little master was around, weren't you the one receiving—"

However, before the Cockatoo could finish speaking, Kama, with his dark expression, crushed it flat with one hand without hesitation. The poor Cockatoo let out a soft "plop" and was immediately frightened into silence by the increasingly chilling aura emanating from Kama.

Kavia must have had a hard time taking care of herself and complying with her unreasonable demands. Someone like me, who is useless and only causes trouble, must be very annoying. If I were just annoying, that would be one thing, but to have to trouble others to take care of me like this... Although Kavia was adopted by me and didn't say it out loud, I'm sure she's clicking her tongue in annoyance.

"Say one more word and I'll kill you."

Kama face was not at all good, walked out of the Great Gate. The god of Love God's expression contrasted sharply with the clear sky, carrying an indescribable dark aura.

Kama originally intended to throw the talkative Cockatoo out the door, but perhaps because he had been indoors for too long, looking at the surroundings he hadn't seen for only a few months, he had a feeling of being in another world. The weeds tangled at his feet and the mental fatigue that came from it made Kama's breathing shallow and he felt like he could hardly walk.

"This awful weather..."

Kama rubbed his temples, then looked around at the names on the flowers he had planted and murmured something.

Love God knew he was a burden, or even a nuisance, but what could he do?

Gods like Love God are commonplace in India, possessing only ordinary Deity Divine Power and Authority. Durga, however, embodies the Wrath of the gods and the fury of Kavia. While he may be somewhat dull in certain aspects, his strength is unparalleled.

Kavia is Aspected God, the lord of the Holy Mountain, and a being praised throughout the Three Worlds; his strength needs no further explanation.

Even that Blonde Girl, Vritra, who sleeps all day, is one of the strongest among all the Asuras King.

Kama was different; he was far inferior.

"Go to hell..."

Love God recalled that day once more, feeling as if he were superfluous, delusional, and laughable, standing far away and watching.

So that's how it is. So you don't need me? No need for me to lift a finger. Simple. This job is too easy. Just do the duties of Love God, day after day, year after year, doing boring things. It sounds pretty convincing. It's perfect for me. Really, there's no responsibility more suitable for me.

Because I'm not capable enough, I was excluded. It makes no difference whether I'm there or not; in other words, they don't need me at all.

I understand perfectly well, so why should I insist on dwelling on that guy and that place?

It's too pathetic, too shameful, too painful.

At that moment, Love God murmured to himself, but at the same time, his heart pounded with pain, and his feet moved on their own, leaving the place where Kavia and Durga were. As he took that step, Love God thought, "Perhaps no matter what, I should still go in."

All my important things were taken by strangers; this is unacceptable.

However, looking back on her thoughts at the time, Love God feels nauseous and disgusted with herself.

Even though I had already escaped, I still fantasized about impossible things happening. I guess I really am a terrible, troublesome, pessimistic person, overly accustomed to despair. So why did I have to be Love God? Can't I just not be Love God? And why did I have to find it? If I hadn't found it, I wouldn't have even had these thoughts...

"Durga... you're such a damn bastard... if you weren't here... I..."

Kama's body swayed unsteadily, as if he were about to faint. As Deity, even if he was unwell, he shouldn't have collapsed to the ground so suddenly.