[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable":3,"chapter-mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-22":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Mahabharat: Shiva's Last Variable",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1857066,2464,"Chapter 22 - 21: Training Begans... A Year Passes Under Durvasa...","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-22",22,"\u003Cp>(A\u002FN):\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drop a meme here that you find funny. Or reflects your mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guys I hope you can leave behind a review. Which would help me expand the reach of this novel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--> Comment here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the quiet banks of the Ganga River\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world was still waking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Devara—Was already in motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body flowed through each posture—Surya Namaskar.1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not rushed. Not careless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each movement precise. Each breath aligned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t practice anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was part of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the final step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cupped water in his hands. Raised it toward the rising sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light touched the surface—Turning it into liquid fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—He released it back into the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[-DUM!-DUM!-]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Reward: +20 Karma Points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Daily Surya Namaskar Completed)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps. Soft. Measured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Thud. -Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Thud. -Thud....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara had already noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t turn. He finished first what he was currently doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Slowly—He turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There stood Sage Durvasa\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silent. Watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not impatient. Not impressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just—observing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stepped forward. Folded his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guru1.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa nodded his head acknowledging Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Expression unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your training...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...begins today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No warmth. No encouragement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The river stirred gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Sage Durvasa announces officially.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ganga appeared—Beside her from the earth—Bhudevi\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t interrupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ganga placed her hand on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be careful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bhudevi smiled softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay grounded.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—A hug. Warm. Lingering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because both knew—This path wouldn’t be easy. Especially having Sage Durvasa as his guru.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he went to Goddess Ganga’s domain to change his dress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now dressed simply in safforns. No ornaments. No symbols.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa turned. And began walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No signal. No instruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just expectation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara followed. Without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sage Durvasa took Devara to a top of the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above the world—Where even the wind felt sharp—Durvasa stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No shelter. No comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a cliff. And the endless sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara obeyed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legs crossed. Back straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind tugged at his clothes—But he didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sage Durvasa turned—Eyes sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me. What is yogic energy used for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara paused. Thought for a moment. Then answered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To grant boons... and curses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sage Durvasa chuckled hearing the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Chuckle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not mocking—But amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is only... a fragment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air itself seemed to listen to his explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yogic energy... is what defines your place in existence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In this universe... and beyond.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa’s voice deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is the only path... through which a human transcends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beyond flesh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beyond limitation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at Devara’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is not just power. It is nourishment. For the soul. For the mind. For the will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa raised his hand slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For example, take two archers. With same astra. Same release.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who wins?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stayed silent. Listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one... with greater yogic energy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sage Durvasa nodded his head as he explains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even in disadvantage... it can overpower. Dominate. Rewrite the outcome.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa looked toward the sky as if he was seeing the beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It draws you closer... to the gods you worship. Not in devotion alone... but in essence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara sat silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every word—Settling deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t just training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was—understanding existence itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strong gust hit. Cold. Sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-WHOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Devara didn’t move. Not even slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sage Durvasa noticed. Said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But approved. Silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Two Months...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time lost meaning on that cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Days blended. Nights passed without notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For over two months—Durvasa did not teach movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He taught understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Words. Concepts. Foundations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Devara listened carefully taking in each lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not once. Not twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But until the words stopped being words—And became instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their shelter—A silent cave carved into the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn’t empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snake nests. Anthills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tiny movements of unseen life which could not be seen through one’s life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa’s warning echoed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do not disturb.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara obeyed. Careful steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Measured breaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because here—Even a careless sound—Could interrupt a sage in deep tapas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would not end well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Three Months...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—After months—Durvasa finally said pointing at the rolling wooden plank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wooden plank was placed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not stable. Not fixed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rolling. Unforgiving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stepped on it—And immediately—FAILED.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slipped. Fell. Hitting the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again. Again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No comfort. No praise. Just repetition of the same thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three Days Later...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After countless falls—Bruises. Dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stood. Still. Balanced. On the top of the plank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plank stopped betraying him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he stopped fighting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa didn’t wait. Seeing he had succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moved to the next step of the pratice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now... One leg.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other folded. Hands raised. Joined in prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Balance shattered again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind mocked him. As it gently pushed him knocking him off the balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plank shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every muscle screamed. But—He didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Day after day—He practiced once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fell. Stood. Fell again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until—The shaking reduced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something else happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s thoughts—Began to quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noise faded. Clarity emerged. Not forced. Natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Three More Months...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed. The exercises grew harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Different postures. Different balances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All on that same rolling plank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Devara—Adapted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally—Sage Durvasa would step in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slight adjustment of the shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shift of the spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A correction of breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But each correction—Made the posture effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These training helps...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not legs. Not arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Control over: Body. Breath. Thought\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because without control—Yogic energy... Would destroy more than it empowers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like that a full year passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of falling. Balancing. Silencing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And today—Durvasa finally spoke a different word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not praise. But acceptance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Showing finally Devara has reached the standard he had set for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara sat. Spine straight. Breath slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wind disturbed him now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because his mind—No longer chased it. It was clear as fresh water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa began—Not loudly. But with weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Within you... are seven gates. Open them through meditation with immense concentration. Time taken depends on one self... and you step beyond yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa’s voice flowed like a guide through unseen terrain:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muladhara1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Svadhishthana1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manipura1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anahata1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vishuddha1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ajna1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sahasrara1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa’s eyes narrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When you open Anahata... you will feel it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yogic energy. From that moment... your body will begin to gather it. Slowly. Naturally.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Durvasa pointed inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But where will it go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That... depends on you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa’s voice deepened this time far more serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your inner world... is your reservoir. Your creation of your imagination. Mine... is a river. Endless. Raging. Unstoppable. Anyone who tries to obstruct it... is destroyed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air itself felt heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this wasn’t metaphor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t interrupt. Didn’t question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every word—Settled deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he understood something crucial. This wasn’t just about gaining power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was about defining how that power exists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’My inner world...what will it be?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not yet answered. Not rushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the wrong answer—Could shape everything incorrectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Six Months...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind shifted as Durvasa descended from the mountain path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not come to interrupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to observe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Six Months...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six months had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Devara had progressed—Or failed—He would see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fate had other plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps. Uneven. Desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Thud. -Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Thud. -Thud...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man stumbled into view—Falling to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breath ragged. Body trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old man. His head—Bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not out of anger. But calculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward—Lifted the man effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word was sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Gulp!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without knowing who stood before him—His instincts screamed danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still—Hope overpowered fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A...Rakshasa1...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand trembled as he pointed back toward the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One eye... Tall... Fat... Blue skin...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He took my son ...my daughter-in-law ...and my grandson...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He keeps them alive... only to threaten me. Every day... I must bring him cattle. Or...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped to a whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...he will eat them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa didn’t react immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead—He asked calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know his name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man nodded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear flickering in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They call him... Ekanthaksha. The One-Eyed Devourer... His strength...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man shivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...is like ten wild bulls. He crushes bones with one hand... And laughs while doing it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forest seemed to grow quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the wind—Held its breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa stood still. Eyes unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not compassion. Not anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—consideration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this—Was not just a problem. It was—An opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look at the direction of the mountain and called Devara’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Devaratha!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above the cliffs—A voice thundered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Durvasa\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just sound—A command wrapped in force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call echoed across peaks—Riding wind like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the cliff—Devara sat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still. Unmoving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Birds rested on him—Shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Head. Lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he were part of the mountain itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—His ear twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Twitch! -Twitch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wave reached him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly—He opened his eyes. Calm. Clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The birds scattered—As if they sensed something had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[-DUM!-DUM!-]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet notification surfaced in his mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🧾 [Progress Recorded...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔴[ Muladhara (Root Chakra)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🟠 Svadhishthana (Sacral Chakra)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🌿[ First Chakra Awakening Bonus\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🧘[ Deep Meditation (6 Months)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>⚖️ [Total Added: 1100 Karma Points+ 770 Karma Points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stood up for the first time in last six months.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No rush. No wasted motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And began walking down the mountain. Each step—Grounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the base—He arrived before Sage Durvasa\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa looked at him once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And knew at one glance. Two gates. Opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For others—Years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him—Months.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint nod. Approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa pointed. To the old man beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood dried at his temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes filled with helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Rakshasa named Ekanthaksha. He holds this man’s family. Feeds on fear. Demands cattle ...or devours them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa turned back to Devara. Eyes sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your task.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eliminate him. Save them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No explanation. No guidance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just—Responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[-DUM!-DUM!-]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A notification flashed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🎯 [Mission Assigned...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[\"Rescue & Eliminate: Ekanthaksha\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🩸 Save the captured family\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>⚔️ Defeat the Rakshasa\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🏆 Reward: +45 Karma Points]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward—Knelt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guru1.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durvasa placed his hand lightly on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forest ahead—Dense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Devara moved deeper—Life faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No birds. No wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the trees—Looked wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twisted. Bent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if something—Had poisoned the very air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bones littered the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Animal skeletons. Half-buried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A snake slithered through a skull—Entering from the hollow eye—Sliding out from the jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the earth felt... sick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t stop. Didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steps remained steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he understood—This wasn’t just a place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a territory claimed by fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—He saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cave. Jagged. Uneven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin stream of water flowed past its entrance—As if even the river avoided going inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—It came. A laugh. Wild. Broken. Not human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-HAHAHAHA!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s eyes narrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Frown!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without stepping back—Without hiding—Devara shouted loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"EKANTHAKSHA!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice echoed into the cave. Like a stone thrown into darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Lair...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within—Ekanthaksha paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue skin stretched over thick muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One eye—Glowing faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his hands—Two cows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifted by their tails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swinging helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed at their panic—Until—He heard it. His name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laughter stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly—His single eye narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped the cows—Carelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locked them inside a crude cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Step. Heavy. Another step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-THUD. -THUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-THUD...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each movement—Shaking the ground slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked toward the cave entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light outside met the darkness within—And from it—He emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tall. Massive. Blue skin. Thick limbs. And one—Unblinking—Eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mouth full of jagged teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was deep. Rough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...called my name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause. Then laughter returned—Lower this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-HAHA!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A child?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stood still. Not afraid. Seeing the size of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not reckless. Just—Ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ekanthaksha tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One eye narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...are you not afraid?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara blinked—Then suddenly—Clutched his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aaaah! So scary!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrible act. Overdone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the silence judged him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rakshasa froze. Then—His expression twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"YOU DARE—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist rose—Like a falling boulder. To strike the kid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—Before impact—Devara’s body expanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Matching the demon’s size. The ground trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara pointed at the Rakshasa. Calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are my enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🐒 Vali’s Boon Activates...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power surged through his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half of the Rakshasa’s strength—Flowed into Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not overwhelming since he had obtained Bhishma’s half the strength. But enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ekanthaksha punched with his full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time—Devara didn’t dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BAM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t move. Not an inch. Not even a flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rakshasa’s eye widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara slowly—Caught his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—PUNCHED.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BAM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ekanthaksha flew—Crashing into the cave wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cave shook. Dust fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind—The imprisoned family stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unable to understand—What they were seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They just moved not daring to come out saw this scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ekanthaksha rose. Anger boiling. He summoned his weapon—A jagged, corrupted blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I WILL TEAR YOU APART—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-FLASH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light—Then—In Devara’s hands—Appeared Amba-Tejas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twin blades hummed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rakshasa lunged at Devara confidence he could strike first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade descended—CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocked. Effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the demon could react—The second blade moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clean arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-SWISH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stomach split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scream tore through the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"-AHHHHHHH!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ekanthaksha lunged wildly this time more angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desperate. But Devara—Was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blur. He avoided the rakshasa easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—A strike across the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-SWISH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep—Brutal cut. Blood splattered from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rakshasa turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for the first time—He wasn’t angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was afraid looking at Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t rush. Didn’t shout. Didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twin swords rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Fell. As it was the final judgement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A perfect arc. Cleaved the head from the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body stood—For a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood spread across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cave grew quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara turned calmly. Walked toward the prisoners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him—The demon lay—Still. Forgotten. By him not by others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>**********************************************************************************************************************************************************\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Author note:)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hope you guys give me your opinion and idea’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-->\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks for reading the Chapter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please give a review!!! And power stone too!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guys it will motivate me more?\u003C\u002Fp>",2343,"2026-06-10T05:05:13.417Z",1,"novelbin.me","fd9523da2287f6d0bd06adc65b6f8c12c8c329cc740dfa86d34419fe0ac0b20e","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-23","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-21",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-cover.jpg"]