[{"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-75":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},1856970,2464,"Chapter 75 - 73: Reaction From Gandhara... Reaction Of Trimurtis...","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-75",75,"\u003Cp>(A\u002FN):\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drop a meme here that you find funny. Or reflects your mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile at Gandhara Kingdom...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Royal Palace...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the royal palace of Gandhara—The air felt... suspended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Festivity had faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now—Only waiting remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rajmata Satyavati stood still for a moment—Her composure steady any one who saw her could tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her eyes—Spoke otherwise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Is there a way... Goddess Ganga\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...to see the battlefield?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice carried something rare—Not authority of a Rajmata she always carried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Concern on her face tells another story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goddess Ganga looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And understood. Not as a goddess. As a mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Bhudevi too understood and gave a nod to Goddess Ganga.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her hand. And the air before them shimmered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A veil parted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>AMaya1Screen formed through which they could view what was happening at the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield appeared on the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clear. Alive. Immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gathered women leaned forward to see what was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gandhari—Who had held her silence before—Now couldn’t contain herself as he was the first one to arrive before the maya screen to take a look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the views before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her entire being leaned toward the image.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her—Madri\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watched anxiously. Searching through the screen. For one face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crown Prince Dhritarashtra who was her husband.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when she saw him—Still standing—Still fighting—A quiet breath escaped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relief washed over her as she saw her husband was still safe and fighting well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Queen mothers Ambika and Ambalika\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watched closely. Not blinking. Praying for Dhritarashtra’s safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because every moment—Could change everything which was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—They saw it all the scene where Devara propose a way out..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s strategy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sarpa-Jaal Vyuha unfolding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small units moving like threads—Cutting the enemy coordination—Surrounding the enemy—Breaking the enemy through their offence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara—Moving like inevitability through the enemies ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakshasas falling one after another not even slowing him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the fast one—Cut down without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gandhari’s fingers tightened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was filled with Pride—And worry which—Intertwined together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—A moment that froze them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Subala falling and losing in his battle against the Bat Rakshasa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Followed by—Dhritarashtra who stepping in to save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fight between the two were showed in the Maya screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was very bloody but at last...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And crushing the winged Rakshasa to death just using his raw strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madri’s eyes softened as she felt proud of her husband who was showcasing his bravery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...He’s safe...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile on Bhishma’s side—A storm of arrows were being released from him which was devouring the enemies ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karna—Unstoppable in his way. Radiant which his enemies couldn’t take their eyes off him while he battles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drona and Ashwatthama—The father and son duo were having fun of their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade through chaos as both were dismantling the enemies ranks on their way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this—Kripi finally exhaled. A sigh. Small. But heavy even through she knew both were strong but making sure they were safe made her mind little lighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because until now—Every second had been a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room softened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hope of how their loved one were performing in the war. Confidence in their strength got boosted up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relief could be seen on their face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment—They believed this battle was a one side battle where their loved ones will win it easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That everything was under control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That their warriors—Their sons—Their husbands—Would return safe and sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Maya screen rippled—Then sharpened as the scene changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What it showed next—Was not strategy. It was fear which send a shiver down their spines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Kamsa of Madura\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moved like destruction itself through the Gaja army facing the combined forces of hastinapur and Gandhara Gaja armies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mace fell as he swung with power—Once—And an elephant’s skull shattered as soon as the attack landed on its fore head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not cracked.Broken completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive body collapsed—As if life had been erased in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the palace—The women flinched seeing the horrifying scene before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real terror of their enemy who could kill a powerful War elephant in a single swing of his mace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some gasped looking at each other seeing the panic in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others turned away—Unable to watch as the brutal killing followed using mace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this was no longer war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was brutality where one would question the sanity of the one responsible for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of the gathering—Devaki and Vasudeva\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stood in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not react loudly. They didn’t need to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes alone carried the weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they knew—Better than anyone—What Kamsa truly was through what they saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—The screen shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara arrived at the middle of the enemy army where Kamsa was currently present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having already carved his path through death along with the army followed him—Even taking the chariot of a fallen Rakshasa general.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—The clash began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first—the fight was Balanced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steel meeting strength. Skill against fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But slowly—The tide turned as it become bloody fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which made eveyone who was watching not to blink as if afraid of missing what will happen next in worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara pressed forward as his movement become faster and faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa—Forced to respond. Forced toadapt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the increased strength which Devara was gaining through the middle of battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa whistled seeing he was going to loose—And the war elephant which was his mount charged straight at Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to be stopped by Devara who was showcasing his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Held in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifted above his head as the elephant struggled and fainted due to the sudden shift in momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what they saw—Was beyond reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the strongest among them—Had not witnessed such raw strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the silence did not last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the sky darkened by what Kamsa was currently doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa began chanting as he drew the string of his bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment—Changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Brahmastra was the one he summoned trying to destroy Devara along with his allied forces and the nations standing behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Answered by—The Pashupatastra summoned by Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even those watching through the maya screen or those around the battlefield—Felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dread that did not belong to mortals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky—Shifted color by the two ancient forces colliding with each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray. Green. Red. Which shows how powerful the two astra’s which were facing each others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Impact occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from that collision—A black hole was born from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room froze seeing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one spoke. No one breathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because even without understanding what that black ball was—They knew one thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This—Was wrong. Very very wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This—Should not exist was what the thought on everyone’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Goddess Ganga and Goddess Bhudevi\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stiffened seeing the black hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their expressions—No longer calm. No longer composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Grim worrying what might happen next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they understood fully—What others only felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that remained and started to get stronger—The Bhulokh itself—Would not survive. Countless innocents will die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Maya screen flickered faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if even it had been affected by this—Struggled to contain what it showed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that silent hall—Hope faltered looking at the two goddesses whose face were now masked with worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By this all of them understood one thing that they were in grave danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the war—Had just crossed into something far beyond victory or defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Maya screen trembled—Like even illusion struggled to hold what it showed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—It revealed the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara—Choosing. Not to fight with Kamsa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to contain the anomaly which is the result of their fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he released his Vasuki Astra coiled across the battlefield—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relentless—Keeping Kamsa occupied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While above—Devara rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Pushpaka Vimana. Toward the impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hall—Goddess Ganga and Goddess Bhudevi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Changed. Not subtly. Completely to pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they understood—Before anyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s going to absorb it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bhudevi whispered in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A goddess. Sounding... afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s a mortal...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goddess Ganga said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And even gods would hesitate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of those words—Crushed the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this was no longer bravery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was risk beyond survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—They saw it. They need to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before they could move the screen before them changed showing the another scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where Devara was already came in contact with the Black hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third eye. Bursting open on his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragging the black hole toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrinking its size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a cost. His body—Strained beyond limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veins bulging all over its body. Blood flowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scream—That no one there could hear—Yet all of them felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gandhari seeing her husband suffering like this\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Broke. Tears fell instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped forward—As if she could reach through the illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... no...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice trembled. Her mother held her feeling the pain in her daughter’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even comfort felt hollow now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what they were watching—Was not something anyone could stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rajmata Satyavati stepped forward clearly worried about Devara’s condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a command. A plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ambika and Ambalika followed after their mother in law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Echoed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can’t you help him? Rajmata.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ganga’s silence answered first showing her helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Goddess Bhudevi explained the reason behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...We can’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words felt heavier than the war itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I move recklessly...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bhudevi whispered in helplessness she was feeling currently,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Bhulok itself may suffer. And stopping him now...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ganga added,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...could make it worse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bitter truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were goddesses—Yet in this moment—Powerless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To stop their son in time before he had already came in contact with Black hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regret flashed through both of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’We should have stopped him earlier...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now—There was no earlier. Only now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—It ended as they watched the painful process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which Devara needed to endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black hole—Vanished. Pulled into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Devara fell to the floor. Unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall went silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No relief. Only fear of is he okay now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what came next—Was not calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While they were worried about him\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s body—Lifted into the air were witnessed by them in shock as if miracle is about to happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body began to Change visible to everyone’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hair turning gold. Form shifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something else—Emerging from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one spoke. No one understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s eyes was on the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what they were witnessing—Was not healing. Not recovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But transformation which was taking place before them which left them shocked and stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the same ancient banyan—Where laughter had once drifted like soft wind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence ruled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Brahma, Lord Vishnu, Lord Shiva\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sat together. Not as trimurties. As... watchers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time—Even they did not speak immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what unfolded above—Was not simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was danger layered over sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Godddess Lakshmi, Goddess Parvati, Goddess Saraswati\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watched with tightened expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No pride now. Only concern for their son who was suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further aside—Ganesha and Kartikeya\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stood silent watching their brothers suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even their playful nature—Gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sisters—Who once curious to meet their brother—Now saw him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Changing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And did not know how to stop his suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above—Devara floated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Becoming something—Even the heavens recognized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fragment. Of Lord Narasimha’s variant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that—Was the problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because trimurtis all knew the story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment when even victory—Had not calmed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it had taken Lord Sharabha\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To stop that fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now—A fraction of that same force—Merged in Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was currently Unconscious. Uncontrolled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiva exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Sigh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...If he awakens like this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t finish. He didn’t need to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vishnu watched quietly. Eyes deep. Unmoving as he looked at his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this—Was his avatar’s essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—It was not meant to come out like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not incomplete. Not without balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brahma finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The balance has already been disturbed once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it breaks again...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight settled. Across all of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they knew—They might have to step in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not against an enemy. But against their own son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To stop him.\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>",2037,"2026-06-10T05:05:13.714Z",1,"novelbin.me","4e3fb3ab43c6f10d2eeedc2448a5a3309607386c49cd46a7eddb9f0e346dd4d1","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-76","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-74",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-cover.jpg"]