IMPORTANT NOTICE:
Hey people, I know it may sound rude and some of you might not like it, but just to tell you, I write these chapters whenever i get free time in a day it's very hard not as easy as you may think, because it's my passion i never regreted it, i didn't earn anything from this, it takes atleast 2-2.5 hour (minimum) for me to write a chapter, I can earn my daily expence if i do any other odd job for this 2 hour, But i didn't do it because i like to write it and this book is First Love for me.
But you know what I am disappointed i take my time to write so that everyone gets entertained and other people also notice the mythology of India. But..... People don't even bother to appreciate or even critic, to give Votes (which is free) or atleast leave a comment of appreciation or suggestions, Gift is another matter, I didn't expect that from you.
But I can expect votes or comments atleast right, don't you enjoy reading it, if not why don't you put your suggestions in comment.
I am really grateful for few 2-3 people who left comments in all chapters and are true fans of this book. I am truly grateful to you guys, atleast 100-200 readers are constant in each chapter means they read each and every chapter but only these 2-3 readers vote and comment.
we are at Ch- 54 and i have been consistent in chapters daily from day 1. which is extremely rare especially for a free novel.
I guess this punny little author don't deserve your precious time.....(smiling sarcastically)
So be it.... I have decided to Declare this Novel Hiatus for Indefinite time period....
I already have comeple story of this novel in my mind to Just imagine it and enjoy on my own why bother..... it can also save some time..
Good Bye My Dear Readers 👋
Also for this book fans: I am extremely sorry, I tried to change the novel and writing culture of India but there is no motivation, I think majory of people in India can Never Understand that Writer is the foundation of any story weather it's Bollywood, Hollywood or any anime... That's why the level of Indian Entertainment Industry is declining day by day..... People can never Appreciate they are very Busy.... sign!!
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Four years passed...
In the grand weave of fate, four years may seem like a fleeting breeze. But for the kingdom of Mahishmati, and especially for the realm of Dharma, these years were the forging grounds of legends.
Though the world moved forward at its own pace, few events rocked the land—until now. Yet in the silence, Rudra, the true heir of the Silver Lion and bearer of the Karma & Dharma Returns System, had not been idle.
He had been preparing—crafting warriors, cultivating power, and laying down foundations that would shake even the gods.
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The Rise of Four Atirathis
By now, Rudra's three disciples—Varun, Arun, Dhoomketu, and the Shon—were no longer just students.
They were Atirathis, warriors capable of commanding vast battlefields, worthy of respect from even seasoned Maharathis.
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Varun – Master of Vibration, Gada Sreshtha
Calm, focused, and strong like a mountain, Varun's very presence silenced chaos.
His Siddhi was unique—control over vibrations. He could resonate his Prana into any object, causing weapons to hum, earth to shudder, and even enemy blood to vibrate violently.
He had mastered the mace arts under Rudra's guidance, becoming a terrifying battlefield presence.
Rudra forged him the divine mace "Kshobhaketu", made from Dark Gold, tuned perfectly to his vibrations. In his hands, it could shatter divine constructs.
His special technique:
> "Spanda Brahmastra" – A focused burst of vibrating Prana that could rupture armor and disturb enemy circulation from the inside.
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Arun – The Shockwave King, Crimson Roar
Arun was fire incarnate—passionate, aggressive, but disciplined.
His Siddhi allowed him to manipulate shockwaves—not just physical ones, but also those in Prana and air. He could nullify attacks, counter-blast projectiles, and use his own energy to create controlled detonations.
Like Varun, he too was a master of the mace, though his style was more ferocious.
He wielded Agnivajra, a divine mace forged from Red Gold, roaring with elemental fire.
His divine technique:
> "Ugra Taranga Kaalagni" – A series of explosive shockwaves sent out in pulses, able to destroy formations and uproot enemies from the battlefield.
Together, Varun and Arun were dubbed:
"Dvandva Gada Narayan" – The Dual Mace Gods.
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Dhoomketu – Sun Ape of Mahishmati
Dhoomketu, born with four arms, was misunderstood by many as a cursed being. But Rudra saw through the veil—he was blessed by the Solar Vanaras, a forgotten celestial race linked to Surya.
His Siddhi was primal:
> He could transform into a mighty Four-Armed Sun Ape, a radiant beast of pure solar fury and explosive strength.
He had no need for weapons—his fists were divine instruments.
Rudra forged for him Gaayantrika, a pair of divine bracers made of Dark Gold, layered with inscriptions that amplified his punches.
His divine technique:
> "Aditya Dhoomavatar" – His full transformation into the Sun Ape, enveloped in Surya's light, with strength that could crush armies and speed that blurred space.
He was no less than a Maharathi in his beast form.
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Shon – Axe of the Silver Lion
Shon, the beloved younger brother of Karna, had grown under the sharp eyes of Vijay Raj Singh, the Silver Lion of Mahishmati. But Rudra, seeing the fire of loyalty and righteousness in him, offered him his own gifts in honor of his grandfather.
Unlike his brother who excelled with the bow, Shon wielded the axe—a brutal, clean weapon of justice.
His Siddhi 'Yudh Nritya' (War Dance) allowed him to increase his all around agility by ten fold.
His divine weapon:
> "Simha-Astra", a double-bladed axe forged from Bright Gold and Dark Gold, carrying the combined aura of light and shadow.
His divine technique:
> "Simha-Dhwani Dharmastra" – A warcry-fueled battle art that launched waves of condensed Prana with each axe swing, purging illusion and corrupt energy.
Rudra often smiled watching Shon.
> "You are his echo… my grandfather's echo. A warrior of clarity."
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A Kingdom Enriched – The Five Divine Golds
In the same years, Rudra perfected something that would change Bharat's future—the Five Divine Golds, each an alchemical fusion blessed with spiritual and elemental purity:
1. Green Gold – Gold + Emerald
Used in healing talismans, rejuvenation pendants.
2. Red Gold – Gold + Ruby
Amplifies martial energy, perfect for warriors.
3. Purple Gold – Gold + Amethyst
Used for mental clarity, seer tools, divine focus.
4. Bright Gold – Gold + Topaz
Amplifies aura, used by kings and dharma warriors.
5. Dark Gold – Gold + Blue Sapphire
Resistant to corruption, used in armor and stealth gear.
With these metals, Rudra established the "Suvarna-Mandala", a jewelry and trade guild that now spanned all of Bharatvarsha—subtly uniting kingdoms through culture, economy, and elegance.
But as always, Rudra's gaze was on the future.
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The Year of Change – Gurukul Ends, Destiny Begins
It was now the year the princes of Hastinapur would graduate.
From Dronacharya's gurukul emerged:
Yudhishthir – Calm, noble, righteous.
Bheem – Powerhouse of love and fury.
Arjun – Focused, disciplined, unmatched with the bow.
Nakul & Sahadev – The graceful twins of strategy and sword.
Karna – No longer a son of shadows, but the jewel of Anga, a proud warrior acknowledged by all.
Duryodhan – Charismatic, determined, not a villain but a king-in-the-making, loved by his brothers.
And then there was Ashwatthama, the silent thunder, keeper of his father's legacy.
Rudra stood atop the tower of Mahishmati's Kshatra Mandap, his eyes closed, sensing their Prana through the winds.
> "It begins now. The story of Mahabharat. And this time, I will be there—not as a shadow behind the curtain, but as a force."
His disciples stood behind him, weapons polished, spirits aligned.
Varun: "Gurudev, will we fight the princes of Hastinapur?"
Rudra smiled. "Not if fate doesn't demand it. But if it does... be ready to fight not just with strength, but with Dharma in your hearts."
His long hair danced in the wind, as a distant thunder rolled across the skies of Bharat.
The calm had ended.
The Era of Mahabharat had begun.
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