THE EMBODIMENT OF TERROR-I

THE START OF ODYSSEY-II

Moksh moved towards the old man's house and reached there and knocked on the door. The old man opened the door, welcomed him inside, and he noticed the photo albums in Moksh's hands but didn't ask much about it. The old man made chicken curry, and an intense aroma filled the room at 5 AM. Moksh's stomach started growling in hunger because of the smell of chicken curry, and after 20 minutes, the old man served him, and the delicious aroma made him eat more. He started it was a pleasantly hot and stomach-filling meal for him in months and after a meal old man and Moksh talked "so you did your job?" the old man asked, "yes for sure I did it feels heavy and nice at heart both the feelings are clashing" he said with a sad and straight face. They stayed silent for a while old man sighed and said, "You love your parents, isn't it?"

Moksh replied, "what? Love? That's too fictional for me. I'm their puppet, and they are my puppet master. A means which moves perfectly with the strings attached of love and affection the moment the puppet moves against the owner's will and when the puppet is trash, it should be disposed of, or the owner should tighten the strings to make them move according to their will." The old man listened and realised the sadness and hatred inside him and stood up went inside the house brought a bunch of papers and a book. "Before the start of your journey, let me teach you some basics," the old man said, and Moksh stared at him and nodded, and the old man started explaining.

"Every sect has their treasures known as 'divine weapons'

you need to acquire a divine weapon, and the one I'm saying to achieve is the greatest of all weapons." Moksh asked, "What?! You want me to acquire the greatest weapon," and the old man replied, "Yes! You can do this. the name of the sword is the 'CHANDRAHAS' or known as the 'smiling moon.' It was the sword given by the lord Shiva to Ravana impressed by his devotion towards him, and the sword till date hasn't chosen his owner after the death of Ravana, and you could be the only one who is qualified to hold that sword." Moksh listened and asked, "how could a sword that hasn't choose its owner from thousands of years?" The old man sighed and replied, "Because you're the one who has defied the laws of nature, Humans can gain powers in three ways:-

Ascetic practices are known as 'tapas.'Transhuman powers are known as 'Siddhis.'creative energies are known as 'Maya.'

Tâpâs

These are practices done by humans to spiritual power or even known as cosmic energy, which believed in helping create the universe. The people who stay in seclusion sacrifice the mortal relations and meditate for years to earn the blessing of the cosmos.

Siddhîs

These are supernatural or transhuman powers that develop powers of practitioners; there are 64 minor siddhis and eight special siddhis(ashta siddhis). These are not attainable by practice or meditating in seclusion for years, and they happen involuntarily, whether intentional or not. It could be the merits of the previous lives of the individuals, and that's how they became child prodigies.

Mâyâ

It is one of the most potent powers acquired; the creative energy known as 'illusion' measuring and creating force is the ultimate reality.

The power of infinite consciousness can be called Mâyâ.

That's how humans gain powers; then you can add the divine weapons, and they become formidable warriors."

Moksh seemed to understand a bit of still he comprehends the idea of getting power of the Aura and the old man spoked "You get the boons of fallen dead souls and cries of the departed ones. Technically your Aura or power is the painful lurking cries of the victims of ancient wars." He realised why his heartfelt heavy every time he used this power.

"We're done with the basics; now rest here for today, and tomorrow you will start your journey," the old man said, stood and moved away Moksh just nodded and sat there staring outside.