[{"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-42":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},1857086,2464,"Chapter 42 - 40: Boon Turned To Curse...","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-42",42,"\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>Sarpaasura rose from the ground—Laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Growing his size. Larger... and larger\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His form expanded—Filling the throne room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breaking pillars. Cracking the very foundation of the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was showing his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come! Kill me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arms wide. Mocking. Welcoming it. Asking Devara to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He won’t avoid his shots he would stay still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s Response was he summoned his Pinakodanda bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which appeared appeared in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>String drawn as he took the aim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was summoning Bhargavastra and it answered his call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bhargavastra formed as the... Red energy spiraled—Dense. Violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A killing strike prepared for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This astra could invoke thousands of arrows or even millions if one has enough Yogic energy to caste it for that rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Śara-Dṛṣṭi was activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time slowed down as it was paused no moves in slow motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sound faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weakness of Sarpaasura’s appeard through his body which is visible to Devara—Opened to his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside Sarpaasura—Ninety-nine hearts\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulsing. Hidden. Protected under his hard muscles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—One is clearly missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing it Devara’s finger paused on the string.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No release yet. No mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he makes any mistake Sarpaasura would return back double his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He concentrated all his senses as he looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to find where could be the 100th heart could be at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Sound. A faint rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Lub... dub...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not from the Sarpaasura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But From elsewhere\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted. Slowly. Deliberately. To The Throne...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grotesque seat—Made of skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ears twiched as he heard it... Again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Lub... dub...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realization drawn on his face as he guessed why it was coming from there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heart is. Not hidden. Inside the body of the Sarpaasura but. Separated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Trap Revealed before his eyes he was baiting for him to kill him while his final heart is separated from his body protected from the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which would result in him not dying instead succeed in winning his quest of getting strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Devara made a decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bhargavastra—Dispersed from the string.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yogic Energy faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrow—Gone. Like he never summoned it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t turn back. Didn’t look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Devara spoke in a serious tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go to the throne. There is a heart hidden there. Destroy it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I say so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his words both princesses Nagashree. And Anantrika.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had no hesitation. No fear now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since they have been saved. By the young warrior before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They understood. This wasn’t survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the endgame where they would be playing a significant role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Sarpaasura heard Devara’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression changed. Darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he knew—He had been seen through all his plan was exposed in mere seconds before the boy standing before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he won’t be standing still while they accomplish what they intend to do to his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began to transform. As his body twisted. Expanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a snake body appeaed before him which seems to be bundled up as it loved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon A Thousand Heads Emerged poaking out from the top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hissing. Roaring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Hisssss!!!! -Hisssss!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one alive. Each one furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Throne Room Shakes by the impact of his transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground trembled. Walls cracked as his body collided with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Creak!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Air thickened with the pressure coming from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now before Devara and the princess stood Sarpaasura’s Final Form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a tyrant king anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A calamity. Who could cause irrelevant damage to by his sheer physical power alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And before him—A single boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who had already solved his most guarded secrete in few minutes. Like it was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t step back. He expanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using his Hanuman’s Size Control Skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His form grew—Bone. Muscle. Presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Palace Failed to hold him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the ceiling cracked—Shattered. Collapsed. To the ground\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sky Became the Roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Him was Sarpaasura in his serpent form—A thousand heads—A thousand hisses—A living storm of venom\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Opposite Him stood Devara—Now equal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—Greater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile the public who followed Devara’s advice before he entered the royal court asking them to evacuate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Become The Witnesses for the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside—The people watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small. Fragile. Compared to the size of the two fighters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet—Witnessing something divine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Man who got saved earlier by Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fell to his knees. Hands folded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord Shiva...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others followed. Different names. Different prayers to the god they follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same hope. They wanted them to give strength to Devara and stand behind him in defeating Sarpaasura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they all heard the Declaration\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara raised his hand. Pointed. At the monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... are my opponent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the words landed—Something unseen moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Vali’s Boon Activated...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half of Sarpaasura’s physical strength—Flowed into Devara’s body as if being injected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instant. Unavoidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura Felt It something was very wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hiss deepened. Anger sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Hisss!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now—They stood closer in power\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Notices he glanced... Toward the ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people outside the palace. The princesses standing behind the one of the broken pillar of the royal court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still watching. Still within danger reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So to avoid any collateral damage Devara made a Decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This battlefield—Unacceptable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he provoked Sarpaasura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For a thousand heads... You still look pathetic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause. Letting the words settle down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No wonder ...you’re alone. You will forever stay alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It Landed harder than he expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not on flesh—On pride of a single man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura Roared in anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-ROAAAR!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All thousand heads—Enraged by the mocking done by the boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara turned. And jumped out of the palace in a single jump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he landed. Impact... The ground—Shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracked outward. Dust exploded by the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A New Arena. Far. Wide. Empty. So they could fight freely\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura Followed him without thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blinded by rage. Drawn by insult about his handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exactly as planned Devara planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura struck like a storm not waiting for Devara to React.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fangs first—Stopped\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They met Devara’s Vajra body—Unyielding. Unbreakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how hard he tried it was like he was biting a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Sarpaasura changed his tactics. His massive coils wrapped—Tightened around his upper body—Pressure built\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bone-crushing. Breath-stealing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prison of flesh which would end one’s life slowly and painfully if they fails to get out of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crowd. Watched. Helpless. At the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where Sarpaasura as the upper hand in the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear creeping back into their heart—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s trapped!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Throne...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nagashree. And Anantrika.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moved fast. Breaking skulls. Searching. For the heart Devara as mentioned to them about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piece after piece they searched carefully—Until—A black iron box was before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy. Sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They tried to break it but it was very strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Nagashree decided to transform to her serpent form to exert full strength to try to break them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nagashree then Transformed to her serpent form which is a pitch black serpent with red eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strength surged. Grip tightened on the black iron box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which still didn’t break. So She hurled it. Against stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BAMMM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No dent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—The lock gave way which opened the box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside revealing—A heart. Which was in pitch Black in colour with purple shades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beating alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back to the Battlefield...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura laughed feeling he was about to succeed in this fight killing Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confident. Then he would go back and provoke Vasuki and Shesha to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he can increase his strength by breaking through his limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And also use this chance to take over their territories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you breathe? Is there air...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reply came form Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because something had already changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which Sarpaasura didn’t notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Within the Coil. A glow. A flicker—Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-SHLUUUUUKKKK!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two blades—Burst through his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As blood spluttering around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was none other than Devara’s Amba-Tejas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both the blades were burning with fire of Golden fury. Silver judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burning hotter and hotter as its temperature increased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just flesh—Karma itself was affected by it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura Screamed loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-HISSSSSS!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"-AHHHHHHH!!! BURNING. IT’S BURNING...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not anger. Pain Raw. Unfamiliar. Pass through his core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which no matter how much he tried to withstand he couldn’t control it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blades Moves it didn’t wait for any one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From vertical—To parallel—Then—Opposite directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ripped through Sarpaasura’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood erupted from the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip—Broke by it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Recoiled. And Jumping back—Eyes wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confusion clearly written on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear creeping in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this—Was not normal damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even through the wound was healed the pain hasn’t faded instead it amplified several folds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was driving Sarpaasura crazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Truth of Amba-Tejas is...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blades pulsed—Alive. Awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All its condition’s for the boost of its states were met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every sin. Every act. Every cruelty against the women’s—Amplified the pain. And it was increasing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every passing minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura Felt It. Not wounds. But the pain was real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What... is this...?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because for the first time—He felt something worse than death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Consequences of suffering a wound from that swords in Devara’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Devara Stands Free from the holds of Sarpaasura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dual blades in hand. Calm. Unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes locked on the target. Not rushing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting for Sarpaasura who was still not recovered from the pain he was suffering from the cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now—The plan was in motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final heart... is exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now Devara had a change of plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He don’t want to give Sarpaasura a easy death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t rush to finish it. Didn’t aim for the end it using his Pinakodanda bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he had previously planned. He chose something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can kill you now...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm. Steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...but I won’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura Froze hearing his declaration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All thousand heads—Silent. Eyes widening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this was worse then the death he wanted to have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will suffer. For every sin. For every life. For every cry you ignored.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Devara’s voice echoed around for everyone to hear who ever were witnessing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your screams ...will be the warning. To those who think power makes them untouchable. Your boon ...is now your curse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally Sarpaasura realized—He could not die easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he planned earlier at the hands of this boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now... that was the problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amba-Tejas moved as Devara began his attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First strike... Cut Deep. Burning. Run on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second strike... Sharper. Heavier than before had its share.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third strike... Stronger then before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judgment Amplifies... Each minutes—Each moment—Damage doubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sarpaasura Tried his best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To block—Failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To dodge—Too slow due to his pain on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To counter—Overwhelmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Screams of him. They tore through the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raw. Unfiltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Echoing beyond the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just sound—A warning for those who wants to miss use their power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cycle continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wound. Heal. Pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the ...Amplified pain\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again. Again. Again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thousand Heads Serpent Sarpaasura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once arrogant—Now, All screaming\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No unity. No control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only suffering, That was worse than his death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Witnesses From afar—The people trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in fear of Devara—But in understanding\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not revenge. This was consequence for one’s action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Unshaken. Unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each strike—Measured. Deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not rage. Balance to hurt him not to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the boon won’t take effects.\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>",1863,"2026-06-10T05:05:13.417Z",1,"novelbin.me","4ebe45ac9b6d7534fe94f18c2eefe266edfcb8c8cff3c612bed7b71384da0998","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-43","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-41",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-cover.jpg"]