Chapter 291
The Supreme Brahman made a declaration.
"You, you who are hailed as Kavia, do you intend to take my place? That will never succeed."
"No."
Ancient constraints will be buried in the past and inherited into a brand new era.
At the end of that endless bondage, life will continue forever.
This battle is the prelude to unraveling everything.
The silver-haired man took a step toward the Supreme Brahman's 'room' and said:
I will destroy you.
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Chapter 344 Therefore, I am the Future.
The moment Kavia finished speaking, everything in the room began to descend into chaos. The Myriad Universes within the room seemed to want to express their praise to the ruler, while simultaneously using the power of Wrath to plunge the newcomer into death as a substitute for their own tribute to the Supreme Brahman.
The sound transformed into a Universe roar that resonated throughout the very soul.
Soon, a more Root and immense will, which no living being could possibly perceive, flowed into Kavia's heart through the songs of Myriad Universes.
It seemed to be engraving something in the heart of the silver-haired youth, overflowing with radiance and seeping into his being.
Kavia knew that once that dreamlike mark was etched upon him, it would touch the depths of his soul, and his soul would soon be branded with both curse and blessing, assimilating with the Supreme Brahman —no, the Universe born from His hand.
Most people would be captivated by this, for they would witness a world they had never seen before, yet one of unparalleled beauty, unfold before them. But at the same time, they would weep, for everything they had was consumed in the flames, all things turned to ashes, and the world seemed to be negating everything about the individual, utterly erasing any trace of them.
However, as the song began, a barely perceptible stream of light was faintly emerging around the being of Kavia.
And so, all the sounds of the Myriad Universes that came in order to bring forth the Supreme Brahman vanished.
In the cold silence, it seemed as if something had entered the room.
The Supreme Brahman heard a vast and boundless voice rising from outside the room. This voice seemed to possess its own will, watching over Supreme Brahman, but then its gaze transcended him, originating from Kavia, and illuminating the entire room with infinite breadth—
"The Buddha possesses inconceivable power of liberation, capable of encompassing the dust particles within countless Buddha-lands."
"All Buddhas have attained the same unconditioned essence; the true nature of reality is fundamentally without conditions."
"To lure the Heavens into revealing Tushita Heaven, it is like a phantom appearing in various forms."
"Bodhisattva possess immeasurable supernatural powers, assisting the Buddha in spreading his teachings and saving all sentient beings."
In an instant, Kavia understood that the sound was a melody played by "Buddhism," Melody on the scale of three thousand great Universe. It was indeed singing, and at this moment, the "Buddhas," who were essentially on Universe scale, were making their voices and singing freely.
Therefore, I bow in reverence to Maitreya Buddha, wishing only that the compassionate one will deliver all sentient beings.
"Knowing that the Buddha has no origin, one will see the true Buddha, and from this, one will surely attain eternal joy."
"May we, together with all sentient beings, ascend to the Tushita Heaven to pay homage to Maitreya Buddha."
At this very moment, perhaps beyond the blue Planet, in the true Universe, among countless galaxies, a chant resounded, pervading the entire galaxy. For many beings of equal or lower scale, this was a timbre and Melody they had never heard before.
Nevertheless, this sound evokes a sense of nostalgia and solemnity, like a cool breeze blowing across the wilderness.
The Myriad Universes that had been singing praises to the Supreme Brahman within the 'room' fell silent, for they were captivated by the Melody from the depths of their hearts.
Even if we consider the Universe as having no will, although these Myriad Universes are merely confined within a room by the Supreme Brahman and are completely different from Universe within the true Universe, they still possess 'souls' and 'hearts'.
In the Nasuverse, vast amounts of gas and interstellar dust, if gathered together, would eventually form "star eggs" over nearly a million years. If a "soul" capable of nurturing life exists in that Universe region, then life is "attraction."
Thus, "star eggs" formed in regions of the Universe with this orientation, potentially giving birth to Planet capable of generating Intelligent Lifeforms. The soul of a star is something that existed before the birth of that Planet, and it will later settle down as the heart of a celestial body.
In the Magecraft World, this is known as the Prototype of creation, or Archetype.
Nevertheless, even if it existed before the birth of the Planet, it was not the 'first life,' since it was a soul. Because it was a heart, it was practically non-existent in terms of matter. The Archetype as life was a later product.
Similarly, the Myriad Universes that appear in this 'room' of the Supreme Brahman, even if they are not real Universe, can be regarded as small "star eggs" because they also possess the 'attraction' that nurtures life. In other words, they are things that actually have a 'mind'.
Naturally, once any being has a mind and Future, it is inevitable that it will instinctively expect the concept of 'continuation'. After all, everyone prays for the arrival of a better Future. Therefore, when the hymns of the Future Buddha in the Buddhism concept are being sung by all the Buddhas existing in the real Universe and reach this 'room', it is normal to subconsciously stop chanting the hymns of the Supreme Brahman.
Moreover, if the Myriad Universes within the room could take human form, they would probably all instinctively burst into tears.
Because.
The chanting floated and flowed, clearly showing a shape. A little later, another chanting sound appeared, as if following the shape of the previous one. The chanting maintained its original form, yet broke it, adhering to the past while pursuing innovation.
Nevertheless, a new form of chanting began, and after countless cycles of conservatism and innovation, a series of Melody were played, and sounds kept sprouting, like flower buds, blooming, then withering, bearing abundant fruit, and then sprouting again.
That Nami and radiant spiraling 'form', and that deep, vivid, and ever-renewing rhythm, in pursuit of endless resonance, permeated the entire galaxy and eventually spread throughout the entire Universe.
Upon hearing this sound, Kavia's eyes conjured up the following image:
The sudden Melody, and the Melody lotuses emerging from its center, astonished almost everything in the Universe, causing them to look up into the distance. Perhaps, that was the Answer to a certain question.
No matter when or where, everyone can only exist in the present moment, in this present place, which is also the source of the Universe's existence. This is also the meaning of "now" as expressed by the Buddha of the Future.
It is an answer to the belief that "the Future exists there," given in the form of curses and blessings, that "the Future is there," which can also be seen as an extreme expression.
Even the Supreme Brahman was aware of this, but he couldn't understand why it was suddenly resounding at this moment, while He was also scanning the Root of these 'hymns'—
Hostility? No, that's not it.
Hate? No.
Wrath? No.
It needs to be more fervent, joyful, and delightful.
"You, you who are hailed as Kavia-- "
It was not out of instinct, but for the sake of thought.
It was not due to impulse, but to reason.
Therefore--
"Still, incomprehensible, unpredictable, uncalculateable, and definitive."
Its sound seemed to echo as if the Universe itself were reverberating.
"Ah, though they possess power, they lack principles, understanding of reason, and adherence to the continuity of the Universe; they are beyond redemption."
In that instant, the majestic light known as the Ascension slowly emerged once more from behind the Supreme Brahman.
Like the swirling of heaven and earth, bursts of Universe thunder erupt from its intense rotation.
Even the numerous Buddhist chants for the Future subsided silently in the 'room' where they resided, without leaving a trace, without any visible changes, and without any dramatic shifts.
What occurred in that instant was not a mere contest of strength, but rather the rule established by the Age of Gods of India regarding the external world.
This is the Supreme Brahman.
The ultimate reality that transcends all descriptions and concepts is described as formless, eternally supreme, pervading all things, pervading every place in the Universe, the Brahman in whom all is!
The essence that countless beings Myriad Universes of India have sung praises to for millions of years is not the sharpest and strongest tangible thing, but the ultimate cause of all existence in terms of matter, power, and form.
Brahmin are the mouths of the original human, Kshatriya are their arms, Vaishya are their thighs, Shudra are their feet. The untouchables are excluded from the original human body; this hierarchical system ensures that the world has rules to follow and that everything is punishable by law.
This is the unquestionable Dharma, the true Dharma that brings about a beautiful future for everything!
This concept is so simple, yet so cold. It neither favors light nor rejects darkness, it is not swayed by good nor bent by evil, it is not altered by people's hearts nor changed by morality. It simply maintains the rules, ensuring order for all things and the continuation of the world.
This world, created by the Supreme Brahman, continues to follow the Dharma. Its true function is not power, but rather to measure the hierarchy of existence, soul, Flesh, and mind. Once the boundaries are defined, everything that intrudes will be assimilated by the 'Dharma'.
What is the Dharma?
This is the true method for ensuring the normal existence and continuation of the world.
As long as there are strict regulations regarding status, rights, professions, and obligations, the world can continue to exist peacefully.
There will be no barriers, no rebellion, and no internal disputes, because everything was predetermined long before its creation; all that is needed is to follow it.
As the Supreme Being 'absolute', the Supreme Brahman naturally possesses 'love' for the beings in his world. However, this love is also divided according to the Caste System. For example, as the Aspected God, Kavia naturally has boundless 'love'.
If Kavia admits his mistakes and continues to rebuild the Dharma, perhaps if he simply says this, the Supreme Brahman might allow him to return.
However--
To the words of the Supreme Brahman, Kavia merely waved a hand, and in an instant, the seemingly subsided but still lingering hymn of the Future in his ears shifted in the direction he was facing. In the 'room,' at the center that filled countless Universe, the world suddenly transformed.
And so, under the gaze of Myriad Universes in the room, the Supreme Brahman, located at the center like a 'complete world,' silently overturned, flipped, and swirled uncontrollably. In the end, the thing that seemed to be an outer shell shattered.
"Why be so stubborn? It's an unexpected thing."
Although his voice was rational, a hint of incomprehension and confusion could be seen behind his calm tone.
Accompanied by these calm words, everything in the room seemed to spontaneously offer a hymn of praise once again.
Stars are playthings, life is a chess piece; manipulating the Universe, controlling all living beings.
Fear, reverence, kneeling, obedience, worship, offering.
From a later perspective, this 'room' encompassing the Myriad Universes is somewhat similar to the so-called Reality Marble, but only similar. The difference is fundamental. It is not about replacing the real world with one's own mind, but about giving birth to a real world within one's body, just as if something like the Universe were born within one's body.
At that moment, the Supreme Brahman, like the 'complete world' itself, suddenly trembled, its outer shell began to crack, as if something had descended from within, tearing apart that insignificant outer shell.
Information about its existence is emerging at an astonishing speed.
Sometimes he is Shiva, sometimes he is Vishnu.
Sometimes he is Brahma, sometimes he is Indra.
Sometimes he is Krishna, sometimes he is Rama.
Sometimes he was Durga, sometimes Mohini.
Sometimes he is Kama, sometimes he is Jalandhara.
"All things are within me, therefore all are attainable."
"It encompasses everything, includes All Things, and contains all the beauty of the world and all the meaning of human existence."
Therefore, I do not know what you truly desire.
As if performing a scene from a play, the Supreme Brahman spoke fluently and continuously, without shouting, but it was like listening to the roar of a giant whale up close, resonating deep in one's heart.
Did Kavia's strike, imbued with numerous Buddhist chants, merely shatter the 'outer shell' of the Supreme Brahman?
That's not the case; it's just what the naked eye sees.
For Kavia, in her perception, an unseen vortex of terror suddenly emerged from the 'room,' and the galaxies in the 'Ceiling' composed of ever-changing Galaxy turned into literal dryness.
The transparent flow of spacetime on the 'ground', with black holes forming and collapsing within it, seemed to be filled with fear, and even the countless light spot models representing different galaxies in the 'room' were collapsing.
"Is it dissatisfaction with your status and position? But I have already made you the Supreme Being god at the pinnacle of the world."
Is it dissatisfaction with love and desire? But I have already transformed the world itself into your lover.
Is it discontent stemming from Faith and reverence? Yet the Himalayas Mountains have become Divinity place of Faith.
"But why is it that you still stubbornly approach me, leading to the existence called 'Buddha'? Is it because it was an accident from birth, and therefore cannot be corrected no matter what? But ah, you are the one who is suited to obtain 'Brahman,' to become a person of Order, to become the Executor of 'Brahman.'"
In an instant, the 'outer shell' shattered, and the Divinity radiance revealed from within illuminated the Heavens Universe.
The first to clash with the Buddhist chants were the hymns coming from inside the room.
The Universe is filled with stars, from which all living beings originate All Things pervades all things. Only by fulfilling our divine duty and revering it can we achieve perfection.
Listen, for only by fulfilling one's duty can one succeed and ensure the continuation of the world.
The Brahmin's vocations: self-control, purity, asceticism, forgiveness, integrity, tranquility, knowledge, Wisdom, and piety.
The Kshatriya's divine calling: resourcefulness, leadership, bravery, strength, generosity, steadfastness, and never deserting in battle.
The Vaishya's divine calling is to serve in agriculture, animal husbandry, commerce, and Shudra, and their subsequent divine calling is eternal service.
If one abandons Pride and ignorance, corrects the faults of infatuation, eradicates the Desire of the gods, concentrates one's pure self, and departs from the duality of suffering and pleasure, one's mind will not be deluded, and only then can one reach the eternal and indestructible place; without hope, pure and clever, without worries, indifferent and unattached, devoutly believing in Brahma, and never innovating, this is what Brahma loves.
Praise be to the righteous law, praise be to the Dharma endure forever!
Between heaven and earth, I wander only for you; in all directions, I permeate only you. Rest in peace, my destiny, Universe!
Praise be to the righteous law, praise be to the Dharma endure forever!
Such a high-pitched voice, majestic and righteous, resounded between heaven and earth, shaking all souls and causing them to tremble in waves. Under the chanting, the room fell into darkness, and even the Buddha's hymn paused for a moment.
Logically speaking, for Buddhas who are all on a Universe scale, the chants originating from this room created by the Supreme Brahman Myriad Universes vary greatly in scale. However, because this is the Supreme Brahman's 'room,' and the chants of the Buddhas only enter through a small crack, they are naturally affected.
Most importantly, in the eyes of the Buddhas, the 'path' of the people of the India Age of Gods on this Planet is merely a major fluctuation, not worth intervening in. They are simply chanting in the true end of the Universe, managing the Future of the Three Thousand Great Worlds.
Otherwise, if they were attacked simultaneously, this 'room', no matter how sturdy, would suffer irreparable damage.