Chapter 38 - 36: Sarpaasura’s Rule... Kidnapped Princesses...
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Meanwhile... Little away from Vasuki’s kingdom... There is a another kingdom.
Where Vasuki’s land breathed life—This one suffocated.
The sky here—Darker. The glow—Faint like it has lost its life.
Houses of its residences were in crumbled state.
Paths cracked like it has not been maintained for a long time.
The air carried something heavy—Fear
The residecens Nagas here—Did not walk freely.
They moved carefully. Quietly. Eyes lowered like if they looked up their life might be in danger or lose any one of their family members.
Because—Predators wore the same faces as protectors
The guards—Were not guardians here.
They were tormentors. Bullying the weak.
Taking what they wanted. Be it any thing.
Enforcing nothing—Except fear for those who oppose them.
This was not rule of a good king. This was decay which would happen when someone who is not suitable for ruling the kingdom rules it.
This state shows how selfish the ruler can he to push. A kingdom—One step away from collapse.
Inside the Royal Palace...
At the center of the royal court—Darkness gathered instead of giving one a feeling of awe it gave fear.
And sat upon a throne—Sarpaasura
A being of excess. Of hunger. Of cruelty. Even for
He had cold eyes with red pupils, slit like blades
And Tongue flickering, tasting the air from time to time.
His hair is wild, untamed and his presence suffocating as he radiant killing intent around him
While he was sitting on a throne with arrogance as he looked down.
That throne is not simple. Not carved. Not crafted.
It was made with something which would make a fear creep into one’s backbone.
Made from the heads—Of those who opposed him.
Kings. Royal blood. Crushed beneath before he got the throne.
Before him—Bound in iron chains—Nagashree. Daughter of
And her cousin—Anantrika. Daughter of
Both of them looked at the guy who took them hostage.
No fear. No trembling. Only defiance.
Sarpaasura leaned forward looking at the two helpless princess before him.
Voice playful. Mocking. Filled the court room.
"Princesses... Wandering alone? How careless."
A grin stretched across his face.
-Grin!
"And now... Caught. By a predator."
Hearing him. Nagashree didn’t flinch.
"...."
Her voice cut through the room—Sharp.
"Do all your thousand heads share one brain?"
Silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Then—Her words landed heavier filled with confidence.
"You kidnapped the daughters of—Those who stand under Lord Shiva... And Lord Vishnu. You don’t even understand what you’ve done."
Sarpaasura laughed hearing her warning. Loud. Unhinged.
"-UWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"Understand? I’ve been waiting for this moment all these years."
His eyes gleamed—Not with fear—With anticipation of death when it will come knocking at his door.
"Death... For others... Is the end."
He leaned closer sitting on his throne.
"For me ...it is evolution. Each death—Makes me stronger. Twice. Every time."
He wasn’t afraid of dying he has confidence in the boon he got from Lord Brahma.
He wanted it happily.
Because—It would make him unstoppable.
Meanwhile... Back At Vasuki’s Palace...
Inside the palace—King Vasuki. Was preparing.
To guide Devara—To the edge.
To the place where peace ended—And Sarpaasura’s shadow began.
Just as they were about to depart.
Then—A guard burst in. Breath uneven as if he was running for a long time. Eyes wide.
Fear... raw and unfiltered.
He dropped to his knees.
"My king—! The princess—!"
That made Vasuki to pause as he turned to look at his guard.
"Princess Nagashree ...and Lady Anantrika ...have been taken. By Sarpaasura."
There was a pin drop silence followed soon after.
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Silence lasted—A heartbeat.
Then—Vasuki’s anger erupted. A roar tore through the palace.
Not just anger, It was the rage of a father.
The air trembled. The ground itself seemed to recoil.
But Rage Alone Was Not Enough. His fists clenched.
His instinct screamed—
"Destroy him."
But his mind—Held him back.
There was a problem in fighting him.
Sarpaasura... Was not a normal enemy.
Killing him blindly—Would make him stronger.
And if—He or Shesha
Fought in anger—They might doom their daughters themselves.
Then as if remembering he turned. Slowly—Vasuki turned.
Toward—Devara.
The boy stood still.
No panic. No rush in his movements. Only thought.
"Let me handle him."
He spoke looking at agitated Vasuki. Simple. Direct.
"You and Shesha ...act as if you’re consumed by rage. Make him believe you’ll attack blindly. He’ll think his plan is working."
As Devara began to explain without flinching confidence in his words.
"That’s when he’ll lower his guard. And I’ll end it."
Vasuki remained silent hearing Devara’s words.
"...."
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"...."
For a moment.
Because this—Was not just strategy. It was trust
He looked at the boy again. Not as a child.
But as—The one chosen by Shiva and his Lord’s son.
He exhaled. Slow. Heavy.
-Sigh!
"Very well. I will trust you."
Without delay—Vasuki led him. Through winding paths.
Through fading light. Until—They reached the border
Where the air changed. Where the warmth ended.
Where—Sarpaasura’s domain began.
As Devara stepped across the border—The world shifted.
Not outside—Inside his mind.
⚡ [-DUM!-DUM!-]
[Mission Assigned...]
[Objective:
Defeat Sarpaasura Hridaya-Shata
Eliminate all hearts and heads simultaneously
Rescue Princess Nagashree & Anantrika Stabilize collapsing kingdom
🎁 Rewards:
+1000 Karma Points
Vasuki Astra 🐍
→ Summons the enraged Vasuki in full battle form
→ Capable of annihilating hundreds of thousands instantly.]
Devara didn’t react immediately.
"...."
Instead—He opened his system camly.
📊 [KARMA GENESIS SYSTEM – STATUS PANEL]
[🧾 Host: Devaratha
Age: 15
Lineage: Human, ???
Strength: High ⬆️
Agility: Very High ⬆️
Durability: High Attack: Above Average ⬆️
Defense: Above Average ⬆️
Stamina: Very High ⬆️
🏷️ Titles
🌊 Ganga Putra.
🌍 Bhūmi Putra.
🧬 Abilities (Key Ones) :
🐒 Vali’s Boon → Instantly absorbs 50% strength
🐒 Hanuman Size Control → Full body scaling
🛡️ Vajra Body → Near-invulnerability
🌊 Jal-Samvad / Neer-Jeevan
🌍 Bhū-Sparsha
⚔️ Weapons:
🔱 Pinakodanda → Balance of destruction & dharma
⚔️ Amba-Tejas → Karma-based amplification
🪓 Rudhirabhra → Scales with enemy strength
🐍 Key Astra:
Sahasra-Visha Sarpa Astra → Even gods must fear its venom
Jaladhara Astra→A divine water-based astra born of Ganga’s essence.
🛡️ Passive Protections:
Parvati Kavach → Auto life-saving shield
Yamuna Pearl Chain → Mental clarity
⚖️ Karma Balance:
16000 Points.]
This wasn’t just a fight. It was a task which would yeild karma points.
Sarpaasura’s condition meant:
Killing recklessly = disaster.
Missing even once = enemy evolves.
Repetition = making him unstoppable.
So Devara was in deep thought how to approach him.
’Multiple hearts... Thousand heads... All must fall at once...’
No matter how much he thought he came to one conclusion.
’This cannot be brute force.’
Devara closed the panel. Looked ahead.
The corrupted kingdom waited.
He made his decision that no matter what he would defeat that tyrant and free this land and save the princess.
For some reason he felt like a Mario who would be set to go and save the princess from the catch of the villain.
Before stepping further—Devara paused on the path.
Not out of fear. But calculation.
He was a human in
The system shimmered open.
Showing the available. Options. Possibilities.
His eyes stopped. On one skill.
Which could be very useful in this task.
🎭 [
✨ Ability:
Alters appearance flawlessly using divine illusion Mimics aura, presence, and physical traits Undetectable by normal perception
💰 Cost:
4500 Karma Points.]
Reading the ability description he decided to choose it.
’Stealth before strength.’
He purchased it and as soon as he did it.
The energy settled into him—Like a second skin.
Then—Something more important happened. Not power.
🎯[ New Ability Acquired: 🏹
✨ Effect:
Activates when bowstring is drawn
Time perception slows drastically
Reveals yogic energy flow in all beings
Highlights:
Weakness points
Strength concentration
Vital nodes (hearts, cores, energy anchors)
💰 Cost:
3000 Karma Points.]
⚡ [Total Spent 4500 + 3000 = 7500 Karma Points.]
⚖️ [Remaining Balance: 8500 Karma Points]
Not only stronger. But also sharper.
Because Sarpaasura—Was not meant to be overpowered.
That he understood clearly.
Devara activated his new skill.
His form shifted. Subtle. Seamless.
Eyes—Slightly slit.
Skin—Faint scales near the edges.
Aura—Muted and started replicating of a
As he stepped into the Broken Kingdom’s border.
Step by step—He moved deeper.
The contrast hit him immediately.
Between the two Kingdoms, Two Realities.
At Vasuki’s Kingdom:
As maintained Order.
The land is in Peace.
Residence were living with their Dignity.
But at this place:
Fear seems to be the one who was ruling.
Decay could be seen everywhere Devara’s eyes passes.
Oppression was visible by looking at the residence who were moving around worriedly.
What He Saw made him sure of it.
Broken roads all around.
Hollow eyes of the kids who were not even playing around.
Silent suffering could be felt just by the atmosphere around.
Naga soldiers—Still roaming around.
Still taking like they were buglers. Still ruling—Through fear.
Seeing all this Devara couldn’t help but sigh.
-Sigh!
’This kingdom isn’t just under attack ...it’s already fallen.’
As Devara walked deeper into the kingdom—He noticed it.
A crowd gathering. Not lively. Not curious. But seems to be the atmosphere is filled with Heavy
People gathered—But no one spoke loudly.
No one stepped forward.
"...."
"...."
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Because here—Watching was safer than acting
Then—Laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Echoing like something rotten.
-HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Devara moved closer to the crowd. Blending in the crowd. Observing what was going on here.
At the center—An old Naga stood.
Bound in iron chains.
Held by guards—Who were smiling. Enjoying it.
While Devara was wondering what is going on.
"...."
Around him—Voices murmured.
Low. Afraid. But filled with pain.
"He was the palace chief..."
"His daughter ...was found dead. A week ago..."
A pause.
Then—
"The king... Sarpaasura ...took her."
The words stopped there.
Because they didn’t need to continue.
The old man—Did what any father would.
He searched. He found the truth about the reason for his daughter’s death.
And then—He confronted a monster king
The Result was not superising. Not justice. Not even death in dignity.
It was a Humiliation one should suffer before they die.
Called useless by the others. Mocked for his foolishness.
Broken—In front of all.
The Sarpaasura as ordered his judgement on the old man who spoiled his mood.
"Public execution."
The guards pulled him forward.
Chains scraping.
Body weak—But eyes—Still burning.
"....."
The old man still wants revenge against the monster who killed his daughter.
He had served the palace for what 150 years and this is what the reward he get in return.
The Crowd meanwhile. They watched. Not because they wanted to.
But because they had to.
Because stepping forward—Meant joining the old man to his death ride.
Meanwhile Devara who has listened to all the story looked at the old man.
He stood among the crowd. Silent. Still.
"...."
But inside—Something shifted
This wasn’t just a mission anymore. This wasn’t just strategy.
This was Adharma laid bare before his eyes.
And his very nature—Rejected it.
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