Arjuna opened his eyes and found himself in the middle of a battlefield. At the same time, he heard a familiar voice.
A man said, "Arjuna, seize this chance and kill Karna. Rules no longer matter."
Arjuna followed the voice and saw his charioteer and closest friend, Krishna.
Krishna was urging him to kill Karna while Karna's chariot was stuck in the mud.
Karna was defenselessly pushing at his chariot, trying to free it from the mud.
Arjuna realized where he was. This was the Kurukshetra War.
Originally, he should have followed Krishna's urging and shot Karna dead, claiming victory—but that had also become the regret of his life.
Arjuna, who had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow, lowered his weapon.
Arjuna shouted, "Karna, do not hurry. I will wait until you have pushed your chariot out of the mud."
Krishna said, "Why? You will win as long as you fire that arrow!"
Arjuna said, "My decision is made. Say no more."
Krishna still wanted to say something, but in the end, he kept silent.
Arjuna called out loudly to everyone around him, "Karna and I will have an absolutely fair duel. I hope none of you interfere."
Arjuna cherished this opportunity deeply. It was the final wish he had begged for, and now that it had been granted, he had to treasure it. Perhaps there would never be a second chance.
Even if this changed the ending, he would not regret it.
Once Karna pushed his chariot free of the muddy pit, the two men tacitly drove toward each other.
Arjuna said, "Karna...!"
Karna said, "Arjuna...!"
Suddenly, time seemed to freeze. An old man appeared on the battlefield.
He first looked at Karna, then turned to look at Arjuna. He shook his head helplessly and vanished from