But when Indra heard those words, all they earned was a haughty snort.
He turned to his younger brother, his tone confident and forceful.
"I should be the one saying that."
"Asura, you're too weak. You don't need to think about protecting me. I'll protect you for the rest of your life. That's enough."
Asura did not grow angry at his brother's forcefulness. He merely smiled gently and said earnestly,
"Brother, everyone needs help sometimes. No matter how strong someone is, there will be times when they're tired and helpless."
"No."
Indra rejected the idea without a second thought, his gaze proud and resolute.
"That's other people. Not me."
"I'm enough on my own. I don't need anyone's help. I can do everything myself, faster, better, and with greater strength."
With that, he stopped arguing with Asura, turned to the Sage of Six Paths, and bowed solemnly.
"Father, please teach me how to wield your power!"
Looking at his eldest son, so young yet so determined to rely on himself alone, the Sage of Six Paths shook his head helplessly and offered some guidance.
"Indra, you must remember that one person's strength has its limits."
"In all things, only by uniting people, helping one another, and working together can we go farther and achieve the best results."
Asura nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of agreement. "Yes, exactly! That's what I think, too! Helping each other is best!"
Indra, however, frowned slightly. Inwardly, he did not agree with any of it.
In his eyes, unity among the weak was merely huddling together for warmth. The truly strong relied only on themselves.
But he did not argue further, silently keeping his thoughts to himself.
Seeing his stubborn expression, the Sage of Six Paths did not waste any more words trying to persuade