Flames wrapped around her form as she rose.
Jwala, reborn.
Her body glowed with renewed power, her soul whispering with ancient might. The ascension she had just undergone wasn't normal—this was no mere evolution of form.
This was something… greater.
She looked at her own hands, her scales glinting with hues she had never seen before.
And for the first time in a thousand years, Jwala felt fear.
"What… have I become…?"
The answer was terrifying.
Her essence now roared with the immense force as those few who ruled above all.
The Five Sovereigns:
Sovereign of Curses
Sovereign of Delusions
Sovereign of Love
Sovereign of Red Waters
Sovereign of Withering Horizons
They are just specks of dust in front of her. She was in Tranquil.
She laid the child gently on a bed of woven grass, watching him sleep—peaceful, unaware of the cosmic chain reaction he had just triggered.
With a protective glance, she left Sarpavana, fire flickering with every step she took.
She needed answers.
There was only one being who might have them.
Somewhere, deep in the elder elven woods…
A humble hut, draped in vines and moonlight.
Inside stood a man with eyes like galaxies—bright, swirling, endless. He was neither god nor beast, but something in between.
A scholar. An explorer. A being known only as: Adithi.
The Curiosity Eternal.
The Embodiment of Knowledge.
Jwala appeared before him in a shimmer of flames.
He didn't even flinch.
"Long time no see, Queen," he said with a sly grin.
Her voice cut through the air like a blade—calm, cold, commanding.
"i have less patience, Elf. Name your price."
He smirked, ever the trickster.
"Information… costs. Depending on what you want, the price might sting."
Jwala didn't blink.
"You forgot who you're talking to. Maybe I'm giving too much lenience."
He leaned forward, intrigued.
"Very well, tell me what you seek, Your Highness."
She asked:
"Is there a blood… that grants unimaginable power? I want everything about it —every detail. Not a single trace left out."
Adithi's expression darkened, curiosity giving way to something heavier.
"That knowledge has a price," he said slowly. "You gained more power. I won't ask how; I just seek protection. I can't travel the world and realms with this frail body. Every realm knows you are the first queen and the God de..."
Enough with your foolishness, Elf.
Jwala showed him her scale, which is fallen in the process of evolution, and offered it. Power surged from the Scale is so immense.
He nodded.
"Take that seat, Queen of Beasts. Let me tell you a story…" "Once, at the birth of the universe, when time first took its breath, there was only one power—Shakthi. The Mother. The Source. The Everything.
She forged stars with her hands, sang galaxies into form, and birthed the many laws that keep the cosmos spinning.
But creation cannot exist without destruction. And so… from her heart, she shaped the ultimate opposite:
The Ultimate Destruction.
A force to descend only when the scales of existence tip too far."
"Thirteen hundred celestial years ago, the balance shattered. The Sura and Asura—beings of divine and demonic blood—waged a war so vast that the stars themselves bled.
And then… it happened.
A throne emerged. Not built by hands, not born from stone—but manifested from the rift between realms.
The Throne of Destruction."
"The power it emitted…"
He paused.
"It erased reality."
"Entire armies—gone—before the throne even fully descended. Just the surge of its arrival wiped out ninety-seven percent of all living forces. The commanders, the generals, the heroes… all dust.
And still, the throne hovered—half-formed, half-real. "In desperation, every being of that era—Sura, Asura, mortal, beast, even rogue gods—united to seal it."
And they did. Barely. But that day left a scar on the cosmos that never healed."
He is above the karmic force, so if there is something that can stop him, that is only Mother Goddess, the one who gave birth to him.
"We learned one truth then, Your Highness."
He turned to the east and said One day, this sun we can't see him either, he will turn into dust or us.
"We are nothing but dust under that Throne. And one day the ultimate end will return, until then enjoy your everyday with a new start and find various things, and conquer anything you want.