Vikram (gritting his teeth):So, this is how it ends. That fool—our so-called Maheshwara
Suzuki (calmly, but cold):He had everything. A God's backing. Absolute power. The world kneeling at his feet. And instead of ruling with an iron fist, he tries to play saviour?
Rowan (crossing his arms):Ruler? Savior? It doesn't matter now. His name will be forgotten. His will is gone. And what did he achieve? Nothing but his erasure.
Vikram (grinning darkly):Well, if he's not here to use it, I say we take it. A weapon like this... it's wasted sitting in the dirt.
Vikram (growling):What the hell is this thing made of?! It's like welded to the Earth!
Suzuki:Let the real swordsman handle it, Vikram.
Suzuki (gritting his teeth):下らん(Ridiculous)!. It's like it knows we're not worthy.
Rowan (flatly):It's not just stuck. It's rejecting us.
Vikram (mocking):If we can't take it, I'll blow it to hell. Let's see how indestructible this thing really is.
Voice of the Universe:
Rudra (alarmed):What is this?
Vikram (angrily):What the hell was that?
Suzuki (quietly):A sovereign
Rowan (grimly):It's not over. Dharma's gone, but something—someone
Narrator:And so, the universe spoke. The battle was over, but the war was far from finished. For destiny's wheel turns not for gods, nor mortals, but for those brave enough to rise.
A Mocking God:Rudra, the Supreme One! Ha!
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An Elder God (angrily):Silence! A mortal ascending to our realm?
A Stern God (pointing at Rudra):And yet, it was Rudra who broke the sacred rule. The rule
A Younger God (mocking):Indeed!mortal tool hidden from us for all this time? What else has he been hiding, I wonder?
The Mockers:
Mocking God: Supreme One?
Angry god:
Worried God (whispering):
Rudra (roaring):SILENCE!
Rudra (rising from his throne):You dare mock me? You dare question my rule? Have you all forgotten who I am? I am Rudra! I am the Creator! The Destroyer! The Eternal!
Rudra:Yesnecessary. A mortal dared to tear apart my creation, dared to challenge the order I forged with my own hands. Would you have me sit idly by while the universe unravelled? Would you have me allow chaos to consume all we built?
Rudra:You speak of the rule as if it is sacred. But what are rules, if not tools to maintain order?
Rudra:If the rule is your concern, then I shall fix it here and now. A new law shall be written. From this moment forward, every god who possesses the wisdom and strength to influence the mortal realm may choose a representative—a wielder to act as their shield and sword.
Rudra:This will not only grant you the ability to enact your will, but it will also restore balance to the universe. Through wielders, our influence shall grow without shattering the order of creation. And through them, we shall face the one prophesied to rise against us.
Rudra (inner monologue):The sovereign... I may have silenced one rebellion, but the wheel of fate turns faster now. Through this law, I will control their rise. And if it must come to war, I will ensure that I crush them before they ever reach my throne.
Rudra (aloud):Let this new law mark the beginning of a new age for the gods. A competitive age, where our wielders shall shape the future of the cosmos!
Rudra (commanding):Go now, to the farthest reaches of creation. Find your wielders. Those worthy of your strength. Those who will carry your will across the stars.
Rudra:Sovereign...
Doctor (calmly, but urgently):One more push! You're doing great!
Father (softly):You can do this dear! Just one more. Our child is almost here.
Doctor (smiling):It's a boy! Congratulations!
Father:Welcome to the world, little one.
Narrator (calm, yet weighty):And as life began anew in one world, destiny stirred in another. The wheel of fate turned once more, and the Sword of Creation awakened, its light reaching across the stars.
Rudra (softly, to himself):The wheel turns... The prophecy begins.
Rudra (internal monologue):A mortal born in the realm of Normies... yet the sword awakens in the Ascendant plane. How? What is this convergence of destiny? Could this... be the one?
Rudra (whispering):Show yourself, sovereign. Let me see the one who dares to challenge the gods.
Narrator:And so, the threads of fate once again wove themselves into existence. A child born in the mortal realm. A sword awakened in the other. And a god watching with bated breath, his throne trembling beneath him. A new journey had begun.
Rudra:Twenty years... Twenty years until the prophecy's fulfilment. I will not sit idlerisestruggle, I will crush them beneath my heel.
Rudra (echoing):I am the Creator. I am the Destroyer. And I will not fall.
A.C
Hello readers,
Thank you for reading until now. This marks the end of the first arc, and I'm truly grateful for your support and engagement with the story.
Your votes, reviews, and comments are incredibly valuable to me as an author. They provide motivation, insight, and inspiration that help shape the narrative in ways you might not imagine.
I'm pleased to announce that the second arc will continue after a brief hiatus.Arc 2 will begin on May 2, 2025, with the first chapter dropping at 6 pm IST (+5:30 GMT) . I am looking forward to sharing the next chapter of this journey with you all.
With sincere appreciation,
A.C