What is happening?
he inwardly questioned, directing his query to the System.
SYSTEM: Host appears to be experiencing a phenomenon commonly referred to as 'first love.
' Congratulations.
Krishna blinked, the System's flippant tone doing little to quell his confusion.
"Love?
But I've seen countless beautiful women, my endurance is exceptional… why today?
Why do I feel like I've lost control of my body and emotions?
SYSTEM: This System cannot definitively ascertain the cause.
However, the confluence of the Host's template, 'God Krishna,' and the new student's name, 'Radha,' may be a significant factor.
Confused, Krishna stole another glance at Radha.
He subtly activated his Golden Eye, intending to gauge her general disposition.
The result made his breath catch in his throat.
RADHA: Affection Level (Radha): ???% - Data Overload.
Loyal. Can die for you reincarnation to reincarnation.
Stay together and die together forever.
The System's reading flashed in his mind, stark and undeniable.
He stared at Radha, then at the number, a new level of bewildered awe settling upon him.
System explain this to me . What is happening ?
SYSTEM: Analysis of 'Radha' indicates a 100% affinity rating. This suggests a deep, fated connection, potentially of divine origin.
The intensity of the Host's emotional response is likely amplified by this profound bond, possibly linked to historical divine precedents.
Further analysis requires Host action.
This gives Krishna a clue that this isn't just a random crush.
Radha sits beside him, her outward composure a stark contrast to the tempest raging within her.
She meets his dazed gaze, a flicker of something unreadable in her own eyes – a mix of divine fury, hurt, and a peculiar, almost resigned tenderness.
"So" she thinks, her voice a silent, potent force in her own mind, "you've come down to the mortal world.
" Her internal voice, usually filled with the echoes of celestial power, now carried a sharp edge of accusation. "Alone."
She looks at him, at this familiar yet startlingly unaware form of the god she loves, the god she believed was her consort.
The memory of the god realm. the shock of his departure, the chilling realization that he had left without a word, floods her mind.
How could he? The question echoes, tinged with divine rage.
Traitor.
Her gaze hardens as she thinks of the sacred vow that bound them, a promise whispered amidst the stars and etched into the fabric of existence.
"What about our promise?" she thinks, the words a silent, burning accusation.
"Where there is Krishna, there is Radha."
"O Radha, you are my life"
O Radha, dwell in my breath"
O Radha, you are my inner guide
O Radha, I am like a boat without a guide. The world remains incomplete without you.
She sees him there, this mortal shell, this vessel that has forget his divine knowledge , powers and memory, leaving him a blank slate.
And for the first time, a divine power, raw and untamed, stirs within her.
"Let's see where you'll run now, my Lord Krishna," she thinks, a dangerous glint in her eyes.
Flashback (Radha): The god realm
: Radha's perspective, a moment immediately after Krishna's departure from the divine realm, before Krishna snaps back to the classroom.
Radha stood in the shimmering expanse of the divine realm, the resonance of Krishna's decision still lingering in the cosmic currents.
He had chosen the mortal path, the ephemeral existence, the chaotic dance of mortality.
He had left. And in doing so, he had left her behind on this side of creation, facing the cosmic duties alone.
The love that was her very essence, the devotion that had defined her existence, now churned into an eddy of profound sorrow and a sharp, divine frustration.
"You are going alone?
" The words were a silent question within her, a tremor that ran through the heart of existence.
Her vision, moments ago filled with the sweet, lingering warmth of Krishna's divine presence, now sharpened with a sudden, potent clarity.
She saw not just his departure, but the solitary choice.
Her gaze, blazing with a divine intensity that pulsed with an emotion akin to righteous indignation, sought out the cosmic elders.
God Shiva, the Destroyer, stood cloaked in the stillness of cosmic balance, his third eye closed but his awareness as vast as the universe.
Goddess Parvati, the Great Mother, radiated a serene power, yet her divine eyes held a deep, ancient understanding.
"He has chosen the mortal path," Radha's voice, usually a melody, now held a divine tremor of exasperation and possessiveness.
"Without me.
Without his divine consort.
"Shiva's gaze finally settled on her, calm but profound. "He carries a burden, Devi.
A cosmic necessity." He let out a small sigh, running a hand through his matted hair. "Honestly, you'd think after all these eons, the big guy would have learned to pack his divine consort when he goes on these epic quests.
Always the lone wolf, that Krishna."
Parvati nudged Shiva gently with her elbow, a hint of amusement twinkling in her eyes.
"Mahadev, please.
This is not the time for your commentary on Krishna's 'Lone Wolf' tendencies.
He is undertaking a mission requiring his unique divine essence to be tested in mortal form.
His memories, his power, are veiled for the good of all realms.
"Yes, yes, veiled divinity.
Mortals.
World problems.
All very important," Radha interjected, her divine breath hitching with frustration.
"But I am to remain here, managing the god realm while he faces unknown perils below?
He seeks to understand mortality by experiencing it, but does he think we are mere adornments to the divine realm, to be left behind when the true work calls?
" The frustration was immense.
It wasn't that he didn't love her; it was that he had seemingly forgotten their partnership, their shared dominion, even for a moment.
He had forgotten us.
Parvati stepped forward, her divine grace a soothing balm, yet her words carried the weight of aeons.
"Radha, child.
His path is one of great sacrifice, and precisely because of its danger, it must be undertaken with a veiled divinity.
His love for you is the anchor that will guide him, and you, back to the divine.
This is not a slight, but a necessary step in cosmic balance.
" She offered a small, knowing smile. "Besides, think of the peace and quiet we'll have here for a bit.
Don't worry, darling, he'll be back.
He always comes back. Usually with some epic story and a new divine trinket."
To be continue.