THE EMBODIMENT OF TERROR-I

THE TRIAL OF CHANDRAHAS-II

The leader took Moksh to the base camp and instructed the clan's people to treat him like a guest. The clan people obeyed the leader's instruction, welcomed Moksh, and treated him well.

NEXT MORNING

The leader woke up Moksh at early as 4 AM, and he was still sleepy but walked with the leader anyway; after a few minutes of a walk, they reached the area. It was a complete area surrounded by woods "what is this, sir? what are we doing?" Moksh asked, and the leader replied, "wait and watch!" They waited continuously, and after an hour, they viewed the sunrise, and the instant sunlight shines his eyes, and suddenly he got stabbed to his arm. He gritted his teeth in pain and found that it was an arrow; within another second, he saw another arrow coming and dodged it. The speed of arrows got faster and faster, and he managed to avoid and got hit by some. This session lasted for more than an hour, and after an hour, he collapsed on the ground; the leader signalled his clan fighters to stop, and Moksh was fallen to the ground with multiple wounds on his body and was about to lose consciousness. But he didn't let the consciousness lose and instantly dragged himself to stand up, and Moksh stretched himself to rip out the shafts from his body, and within seconds all the wounds got healed.

The leader was stunned after seeing this recovery rate "so let's start again", Moksh said to the leader, who was quite impressed by his dedication. The same session started, and slowly, the time passed, and his accuracy in detecting attacks and reflexes improved more. It was 5 PM now even the clan fighters were tired, and Moksh was drenched in sweat, and they went back toward the camp; the leader asked, "the Aura you emit it's not human's inner Aura; it's something that you were blessed with isn't it?" Moksh replied, "it was something I got in the face of true despair. I can't say it was a blessing, but it made me realise something, and human lives were filled with lies of gold-plated shit; we're the representation of our parents, but our parents were filled with lies too.

The God, the future, the people talk about feels like complete nonsense. People earn money, power and everything, but in the face of inevitable might - the 'TIME' everything withers away.

Then what's the point of human life? Just to live some planned schedule of lifespan created by ancestors or to go beyond it. The Power people desire to order some group of dumb masses doesn't make you powerful, but it could make you the king of dumbasses. I want to know the true power and how it feels!"

The leader listened to him but remained silent and thought, 'this boy wants to defy the laws of mortality, and he will be a significant figure soon.' The tribe fed him well with their traditional cuisine, and he loved the food and rested for a while. After dinner, Moksh slept because he was tired.

NEXT MORNING

The leader and Moksh move towards the same area as yesterday, but this time no arrows were firing towards him, and the leader said, "Today, I will teach you the better way to emit and engulf your Aura to your attacks." Moksh replied with curiosity, "I see, so let's start," The leader said, "observe me."

The leader started to circulate the Aura, and he instantly activated the 'GARUDA'S VISION' and saw through Aura circulation through the meridians. The leader gathered the Aura to his single fingertip and touched the large boulder lying beside there; it got shattered to pieces instantly, and Moksh got stunned when he saw it happening with a mere touch of the finger. He remembered the leader's Aura flowing through the meridians and tried to mimic it Moksh flows the Aura to his meridians, but the Aura is too rageous, but he can't control it and fall on his knees due to painful, excruciating backlash. The leader advised, "don't rush it; take your time in controlling the flow; if you pressurise it, you will burst your veins, so don't do it", and Moksh tried multiple times and got continuous backlashes; he got drenched in sweat and sat on the ground tired. He wondered, 'it looks simple, but it's hard, man!' and laid on the earth, disappointed he stood up again and mediated a bit to repair his internal injuries due to backlashes.

Moksh started again, and Garuda spoked, "are you dumb human? Your stupidity surpassed even the donkey", and he replied irritably, "what do you mean?!" The Garuda spoked, "you're trying to push the Aura forcefully to the meridians; it doesn't work like this and do as I instruct now." Moksh agreed to what Garuda instructed "first, loosen your body; concentrate the Aura to the core of your body- the 'heart' and Let it stabilise. Secondly, slowly pump the Aura like you circulate the blood and let it flow." He followed the steps exactly, and the flow was stable; this time even didn't get any backlash; over time, he gathered Aura slowly to the fist and punched it in the air. The air's vibration even caused the large boulders to crack, and the leader felt that vibrations even knew that he had achieved the Aura flow. Moksh practised it for hours and hours until he didn't have to think before the Auraflow; it acts based on his reflexes.

It was night 11 PM. The leader came to the area where he was training and found him lying on the ground asleep and carried away Moksh on his back to the base and laid him inside the tent.

The training continues like this; he learns archery and tribal's sword skills too.