[{"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-48":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},1857092,2464,"Chapter 48 - 46: Past 10 Years History Of Hastinapur... Confession Of Truth...","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-48",48,"\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>The cheers hadn’t fully faded—When they emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A King who had stepped forward and challenged Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Broad shoulders. Armored showing their royalty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes filled with wounded pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the King Viryadhan of Kambojara Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Behind him—A Prince who had joined him in his previous challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a few more who echoed his stance. Slowly stepped forward after looking at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the two took the lead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silent agreement were achieved between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This cannot stand.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King Stepped Close seeing he was slowly gaining the support of the fellow prince and kings who were attending the event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Placed his hand, On Devara’s shoulder. Trying to display of dominance over the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed trying to use his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or tried to Because instead of pushing Devara back— He was the one who was moving back\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Didn’t Even Flinch looking at the king who put himself in a awkward postion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just—Looked at him calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crowd Noticed this to. And laughter followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-HAHAHAHAHA!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-HAHAHAHAHA!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp. Unforgiving. Not even his status saved him from the humiliation he was feeling now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King’s Face Twisted\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t mask his Humiliation. Instead...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Duel me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A demand. A necessity. He wanted to reclaim his lost face through Duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara finally released Gandhari from his hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While she stepped back—Face flushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t over react. He accepted it simply the challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the Arena Center\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked. The same ground—Where kings and prince showcased pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King Drew His Sword. Heavy. Decorated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Turned Away simply walked to the weapon stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows of blades. Spears. Axes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked... a simple sword\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swung it once. Cut the air cleanly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-SWISHHHH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swung again. Measured balance of it in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Nodded as it was Good enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returned Calmly back to the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for the Referee Prince Shakuni grinning. Volunteering to do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enjoying this far too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Begin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Prince Shakuni announces the start of the duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King Charged. Fast. Aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to take the lead by striking first. And control the rhythm of the duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strike One. Aimed at the neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Leaned back. Effortless. Blade missed by a whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his strike missed the king didn’t pause he continued with his attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his Strike Two. Aimed at the leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara lifted his foot once again at the last moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just enough. To Miss again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While The King Lost Balance since he put lost of force into his pervious attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fell forward showing his back unguarded to Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And That Was Enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara made his first Move finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One clean kick—Straight to the back bum of the king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which made the king who was getting up from the ground who was on his four leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fell Face-first impact to the ground. The arena floor greeted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could recover—The force behind the kick even through Devara holded back still Dragged him\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the ground. Through dust. Through his pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-SLAM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Into the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No movement after that impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence Returned Not from fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From realization how he the king was defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Stood There. Sword in hand. Which hasn’t been used much in the duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not breathing hard. Not even warmed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if—This wasn’t a fight. It was a humiliation which was wrapped in the disguise of duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fallen king hadn’t even settled—When another stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Vajraveer of Angarashtra. Who had previously supported the fallen king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He is Young. Confident. And angry seeing how humiliated hs friend was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His weapon—AGada.1Heavy. Crushing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No words were spoken. He charged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight at Devara in anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he now wanted his to hit him with hisGada.1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mace slammed into Devara’s chest—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shockwaves rippled outward from the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust rose. The arena trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—Devara didn’t move not even a few steps back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a step. Not a breath change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Parvati Kavach... which will protect Devara from any harmful attacks. Didn’t activate sensing the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because—There was no threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attack has no threat to Devara even a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prince Realized Too Late. Feeling the impact as his hands shivered by the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound—Was wrong\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not of flesh. But like he had struck a Iron wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Moved didn’t wait any longer. As his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hand—Grabbed the mace and Pulled it towards him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly caught off guard by the yanking force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prince Stumbled Forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Off balance. Exposed to the striking range of Devara’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single punch... Landed clean on the prince’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BAM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body bent unnaturally by the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before collapsing—Unconscious leaving him in that same position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence... again\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time—Heavier by the truth before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Remaining Challengers. Watched. Measured the pro’s and con’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And stepped back. One. Then another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Retreat without words\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because—They understood\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t skill alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was something else unnatural strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—A Voice interrupt the heavy atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was none other than Prince Shakuni\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clapped slowly. Smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The duel is decided. Prince Devaratha—Has proven his worth. To hold the hand of Princess Gandhari.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crowd Exploded hearing the announcement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheers rose. Louder than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just approval—Acceptance of the strength of the prince who was going to take their princess hand in marriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Stood There. Still holding the mace. Still processing life decisions at dangerous speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While in his mind he was still processing how fast the things were going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Came to help...won two fights...got engaged.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Shakuni. Didn’t waste time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked straight to Devara—Pulled him into a hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And whispered with a grin—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome... brother-in-law.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara looked at the grinning Shakuni with dead eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could respond—He was escorted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since they need to prepare for the marriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Marriage in a week.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No discussion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... decided when the union would happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Quiet Chamber...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night—Devara lay on his bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at the ceiling. Thoughts running wild\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fights. Gods. Training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now all the sudden Marriage??.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—A Presence entered the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Familiar. Steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look and saw Bhishma\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing there—With a smirk on his face while one of his hands holding his wide beard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara rushed forward seeing him and Hugged him tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brother’s embrace\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years apart—Gone in a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bhishma finally Spoke\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve sent word to Hastinapur. They’ll arrive soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...And to Mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his mother was informed about Devara Froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Face turning red instantly in embarrassment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...Oh no.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had transformed From warrior... to embarrassed groom\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality Settling In. This wasn’t temporary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was happening. He is going to get married.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catching Up to the married status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sat. Talked. Years poured out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bhishma Updated Him of what had happened,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dhritarashtra’s Path which he choose during this years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Followed Devara’s advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Performed penance to Lord Shiva\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Result: Gained new divine eyes\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old blindness erased completely\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Additionally Blessed with 100 sons\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the conversation shifted to Pandu’s Fate\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hunt he went with his wife Princess Kunti.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A very very bad mistake he did was kill a sage when he was enjoying his time with his wife in the form of deer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he died he cursed Pandu. Who apologized to him for misfireing at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Touch a woman with desire... and die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After getting the curse Pandu was filled with regreats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered Devara’s old advice don’t attack anything before he was sure about that if he went to hunt...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So with heavy choice he made His Choice\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left the throne for his brother who has went to do penance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Went to the forest—With his wives Kunti and Aathi\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crown Falls. Back to Dhritarashtra who now become a king—Who returned after penance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Balance Shifts in this past 10 years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Listened Silently taking in everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he understood—These weren’t random events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he advised someone to change their fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its a Ripples of decisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From choices they make. From advice which is their take whether to take it or not...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his own actions. Will have effects on the peoples surrounding them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the story moved to how Madri become pregnant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carried a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For one year... Then two... Then three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No pain of labour. No signs of birth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until the day it broke\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a heated argument with King Dhritarashtra\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what emerged... After she gave birth was not a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a mass of flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unformed. Unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sage Vyasa who arrived at the right moment after he got the devine call to help the couple with the boon of Lord Shiva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t react with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the mass of flesh. Only understanding\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this—Was not birth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was interference due to impatience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With steady hands—He divided it the mass of flesh into.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>101 pieces\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each placed—Into pots of ghee and sacred herbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sealed. Silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were when he left is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They will live. But remember—this is not how destiny was meant to unfold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He divided to one piece extra because\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Gandhara...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Gandhari stood beside Devara arriving at the midset of Bhishma’s explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware—That somewhere—Fate had already begun to bend. And her fate had detached and attached with Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Listened To the everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for the first time—He understood\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t coincidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His presence... Was changing the story itself but no enough to change everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He can’t force someone to make different decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting for a while Bhishma finally left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving behind the two who will be soon will become a couples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with it—The noise of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No kings to make any challenge. No cheers from the public.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just two people. Sitting across from each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Still processing looking at. Gandhari sitting Quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara finally decided to Broke the Silence\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you... really want this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not doubt. Just honesty in his question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She Nodded as soon as he asked that question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hesitation. And then—she spoke about how she navitaged these past ten years after he left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These ten years... I didn’t realize when it started. Thinking about you became... normal. Then necessary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her Voice Softened as he spoke about how she felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When father announced the swayamvara... I didn’t feel happy. I panicked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She Looked at Him with Steady eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unshaken will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s when I understood. I can’t imagine a life without you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her Hands Found His Warm. Firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I love you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No drama. Just truth about her feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara Looked Back Into her eyes—Clear. Alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And something shifted inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this—Was new\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No battlefield. No enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... someone choosing him with their heart and want to connect their life with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Heart Reacted First\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faster. Stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Lub-Dub!.. -Lub-Dub!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Lub-Dub!...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She Felt It as soon as her hand resting on his chest—A small smile formed on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she knew. She got the answer from his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—She Hugged Him Tightly. Not asking for his answer anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding on listening to his heat beat increasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Moment Passed...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before—Devara Hugged Her Back. Slowly. But fully. Now accepting her as his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will try.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not grand words. But real ones\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll love you properly. You won’t regret this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a promise of perfection. A promise of effort\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somehow—That made it stronger and genuine instead of fancy.\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>",1939,"2026-06-10T05:05:13.417Z",1,"novelbin.me","6ff7e592e7d2303f86e64df79a0f6ccc063cb8d427c9049521512b52a867dfc2","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-49","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-47",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-cover.jpg"]