[{"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-37":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},1857081,2464,"Chapter 37 - 35: Four Year’s Time Skip... Task To Slay 1000 Heads Snake...","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-37",37,"\u003Cp>(A\u002FN):\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drop a meme here that you find funny. Or reflects your mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--> Comment here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mount Kailash...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stone ceiling above him—Unchanging. Unlike his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara lay still. Thoughts drifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not racing anymore—Just... settling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—The door opened softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goddess Parvati. Entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara moved to sit up—But she stopped him. Gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressed him back onto the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not commanding. Just... caring about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat beside him. Her hand moved through his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slow. Comforting. Not divine. Just... motherly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—She sang. Soft. Ancient. A lullaby. A melody not meant for ears—But for the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And slowly—Devara’s thoughts faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath steadied. His eyes closed as his mind relaxed unwanted thoughts vanished from his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sleep Took Him Gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not like before. Not heavy. Not forced he fell to it before he even realise it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next Day...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning came. Not loudly. But with purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the training ground—Stood Lord Shiva. And before him—Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Shiva spoke. Simple. But absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An archer’s greatest strength...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...is composure. Not power. Not speed. Not even accuracy. Your mind. It must not waver. No matter what.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his hand—Targets appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shadow spheres. Floating in the air. Moving. Unpredictable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their is only one rule here now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only one is real. Hit the correct one. It will reveal itself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara lifted the training bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No divine weapon. No shortcuts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He aimed took time—Released the shot—Missed\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again. Miss\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spheres shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Changed patterns. Faster. Sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like it was sensing the arrow was coming in its direction\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s brows furrowed. Breath uneven. Focus slipping—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Composure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiva’s voice cut through. Not loud. But grounding. Reminding Devara when ever he looses his focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which Devara nodded his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He breathed. Calming his mind. Aimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Released—Missed again\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But He Didn’t Stop there after Lord Shiva’s reminder before he tried his best to not be frustrated by the failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No frustration. No complaint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just—Try again. And again. And again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until he succeeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even through he felt disappointed not able to touch them even once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Two years...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Days blurred...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seasons didn’t matter here—Only growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the guidance of Lord Shiva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara changed rapidly. Not suddenly. But steadily. Developing his skills through hard work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a blade—Being sharpened without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Archer He Became during this time is commendable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What once took effort—Now become a instinct to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrows formed faster. Cleaner. Sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started learning astra’s knowledge under the guidance of Lord Shiva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine astras—No longer overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now—Part of him. Summoned with thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Released with precision with his steady hands and aim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the biggest shift—Wasn’t in power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his. Composure. When ever he holds his bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where once he reacted by hurry—Now he observed till the last moment before deciding to release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where once he aimed at the target—Now heunderstood where the target will appear and its path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw everything before shooting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moving targets—Once impossible—Now predictable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Patterns unfolded before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not through sight—Through stillness of his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Training wasn’t everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Kailash—Was alive. With Ganesha presence. And his mischief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ganesha. Was chaos in disguise. According to Devara’s understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dragged Devara into games—With Shiva Ganas who were excited he joined them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughing. Competing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes... accidentally breaking things. And Run away before any one finds out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And once while he was alone with Ganesha—With exaggerated secrecy—Ganesha showed him a place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hidden. Quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where he would usually hides from others to have a peace of mind himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My escape. When I don’t want to be found.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A place even chaos avoided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for his another brother Kartikeya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It Was different. Less words. More observation when ever he visit’s the training ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his occasional visits to Kailash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And took time for. Occasional sparring with Devara with spear. Training him to hold it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each clash—Sharp. Precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiming for no room for error.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When ever Devara makes a mistake he would be greeted by the back bunt of the spear Kartikeya was holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And some times....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A test without announcement like a sneak attack he would do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To check Devara’s vigilance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When ever Devara passes the tests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No big praise. No big encouragement. He would give him a pat on his shoulder as if saying this is what he expected from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once—After Devara blocked a clean block from one of the lethal attack—Kartikeya nodded in contented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling his younger brother is learning well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he could block his attack with full power. Instead of Holding back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another Two Years...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two years—Lord Shiva\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looked at Devara. Not only as a student. Not as his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as someone ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your archery training... is complete.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No grand celebration. No applause. Just truth about his training progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There are still astras you do not possess. Not because I cannot teach them...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...but because they must accept you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Three That Must Be Earned...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pashupatastra\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brahmastra\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narayana Astra\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Power given is temporary. Power acknowledged ...is eternal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara nodded his head. He understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Lord Shiva’s gaze sharpened. As he revealed his condition for granting Pashupatastra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There is a rakshasa. InNaga Loka1.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sarpaasura: Hridaya-Shata.\"1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal serpent rakshasa\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who can change his body size like he fits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Possesses 100 hearts Bears 1000 heads\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which he obtained by the boon. Granted by Lord Brahma\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He cannot be killed... unless all hearts are destroyed at once—and all heads severed simultaneously.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss even one ...and they will regrow. Stronger. Twice as powerful. Permanently.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which means... This was not a battle which can be owned by repeated tries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was precision under impossible conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t hesitate. He bowed to take his blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Bow\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a ripple of divine presence—AppearedKing Vasuki1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Majestic. Serene. Eyes ancient with knowledge and calm of a predator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Shiva spoke to him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take him. To Naga Loka.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasuki bowed. Without question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow me Devara.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shifted. Reality bent. As soon as he uttered his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A path opened—Descending. Deep giving the feeling the path was taking one to a underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Training had ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not with rest—But with purpose to defeat a powerful enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needs to be careful with his enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where one mistake means making the enemy stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Devara stepped forward and entered the path which got opened—The sky disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not darkened. Not covered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something else took its place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sky—But not the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his first time visiting another realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky colour was very diffrent which he had never seen one like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light pink. Soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet unnatural. Like dawn—That never ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trees here—Were wrong. Like they were defying logic how a tree should grow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not dead. Not broken. Twisted. Curved. Entangled. With each other\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like massive serpents—Frozen mid-coil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their branches—Bent like fangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their leaves—Glowed faint blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No flowers. No softness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked further into the realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead—Moved King Vasuki. Silent. Unbothered. Acting like a guide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if this place—Was breathing with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they moved deeper—Figures appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking. Watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their forms—Human. But not fully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes—Slit. Which had unusual colours unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gold. Emerald. Deep violet. Each had different colours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around their eyes—Subtle scales. Barely visible. But unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Devara was looking around curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Vasuki. Spoke calmly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They are Nagas. Born with the ability to take human form.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara listened carefully taking in the information. Observing. The new realm and its environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not all are like them. Ordinary serpents...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...must perform penance. For a hundred years. To achieve a human form.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So even here—Power wasn’t equal one were born with it while another needs to work hard for hundred years saving their poison without attacking a single one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was earned. Or inherited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to earn it they need to walk a path filled with years of dedication and sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked—King Vasuki. Spoke calmly. As he explained the situation here too. And its similarity toBhuloka.1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Like Bhuloka...Naga Loka1too is divided. Many kings. Many kingdoms.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brief glance around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... is mine. Bhogawati Kingdom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The People Under His Rule seems to flourish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara observed them carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not fear. Not suffering. But peace like no matter what they would be protected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naga citizens moved freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes curious at the new boy who seems to be human standing besides their king—But not afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A kingdom well governed can only achieve this kind of result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Silent Thought took a root in Devara’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’So this is what a good ruler looks like...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasuki’s Royal Palace...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon—They arrived. Before a grand structure—Carved like coiled serpents rising toward the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gemstones embedded like eyes—Watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Guards. Naga warriors stood at the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disciplined. Sharp. Noticed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As their king returned—They bowed. Without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Welcoming him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside—The air changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calmer. Sacred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As King Vasuki took Devara deeper into the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There—Before a shrine—Stood his queen. Queen of the Serpents\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anantika. Eyes closed. Hands folded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Performing pooja to lord Vishnu which she would regularly do daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasuki and Devara waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silently. Respectfully. Waiting for her to finish the pooja.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even through King Vasuki was a deep Lord Shiva’s devotte.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And also has a honor to resides on Lord Shiva’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never forced or stopped his wife from doing pooja for Lord Vishnu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because devotion—Was never interrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Meeting...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she finished her pooja—She turned. A smile forming on her face as soon as she saw King Vasuki returns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew the moment he arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve returned.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Her eyes fell on Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause. Curiosity. Visible on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her husband was not a social type to the point he never brought any one to their palace all this years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now suddenly bringing a boy who seems to be 15 years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was curious about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling his wife gaze. King Vasuki decided to step up and introduce Devara to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is Devara. Entrusted with a important job by Lord Shiva. Son of the Trimurti.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not fear. Not disbelief. Recognition of holding a such a background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Graceful. Warm smile on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You must join us for a meal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara bowed his head greeting the elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a while—There was no mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No danger. Just—Food. Which he had never hated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conversation. And happy mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the meal—King Vasuki asked his wife confused—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is she?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A knowing smile crossed Anantika’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our daughter... Nagashree. She went out with her cousin. To fetch theNagapushpam.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft chuckle escaped her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Chuckle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For something she refuses to explain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even here—There were small mysteries. Simple joys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the meal—The air shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Vasuki stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come. I will show you. The way to... Sarpaasura’s kingdom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anantika froze hearing that name. Her expression hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are sending him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice carried concern—Sharp as he looked at her husband with a frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Frown!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even powerfulNagas1struggle against him. And he is just a child.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasuki placed a hand on her shoulder. Calm. Steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sigh he knew why she was so worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Sigh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He was chosen. By Lord Shiva. To take care of Sarpaasura.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that—Was not something to argue against.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not as a warrior. But as a boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she understood the weight he carried now.\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>Don’t forget to review guys...\u003C\u002Fp>",1912,"2026-06-10T05:05:13.417Z",1,"novelbin.me","c5495f0210147b7b08b868fcb94e3d758457c4ca3a035592f7b8beeb4b3be1fa","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-38","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-36",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-cover.jpg"]