Dharmyudh, which means 'Battle for Justice'
What happens when fate decides to take a steep turn ?
Could it change the destiny of Aryavarth ?
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"Will there be a dharm...
A few days had passed since the devastating explosion of energy that had erupted from within Karn. The forest that had been reduced to ash and ruin was beginning to show signs of life again, the charred remains slowly giving way to new growth as nature began its healing process.
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The air was fragrant with the scent of fresh rain and earth, the forest's quiet resilience providing a soothing balm to his troubled soul. Despite the tranquility around him, Karn's mind was a storm of thoughts and emotions. The weight of what he had done pressed heavily upon him, a constant reminder of his uncontrolled power and the destruction it had wrought.
He had been wandering through the forest, his path guided by nothing more than the movement of his weary feet. Sleep had eluded him, and exhaustion weighed heavily on his body, but the tumult of thoughts that crowded his mind kept him from resting. The memory of the destruction he had caused haunted him, a reminder of the immense power he held and the responsibility that came with it.
Occasionally, a pigeon would flutter down from the canopy, a curious letter tied to its leg. It was the same bird that had brought him letters from an unknown correspondent-someone who seemed to know much about Karn's journey and offered cryptic but thoughtful advice. Despite his confusion and despair, Karn found solace in these exchanges, the letters were a welcome distraction, and he found himself responding to them, the exchange providing a semblance of connection in his solitary journey.
One afternoon, as the sun hung high in the sky, casting a warm glow through the canopy, Karn trudged through a particularly dense part of the forest, his wanderings brought him to a clearing where an ancient banyan tree stood sentinel. He heard a voice calling out to him. He stopped and looked around, his eyes eventually falling on a sage resting under a large, ancient tree. The sage's robes were simple, but his presence exuded an aura of wisdom and tranquility. His hair was a cascade of silver, and his eyes, though aged, shone with a sharp, knowing light.
Sage :- King Karn.
He called, his voice gentle yet commanding.
Sage :- Come, sit with me a while.
Karn hesitated, the weight of his recent experiences making him wary, but there was something about the sage that drew him in. He approached and sat himself to the ground opposite the old man, the cool shade of the tree providing a momentary respite from his internal turmoil.
Sage :- I have been waiting for you.
He said, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Karn was taken by surprise.
Karn :- Waiting for me ? How did you know I would come this way ?
The sage chuckled softly.
Sage :- The paths of destiny are woven with threads unseen. My name is Vedvyas, and I have known for some time that we would meet here.
