Saga Of The Timeless (A Mahabharata Story)

82. Void Reaper

The revelation that it was Tvarita well of the past, not Drikasha, sent shockwaves through the celestial realms. For centuries, they had watched, believed, and trusted in her as their warrior and savior, the light meant to bring balance. But now, that very light had become the shadow, the doom lurking in plain sight.

A gasp of collective disbelief echoed through Swarglok and Patal Lok alike. The Devatas, Asuras, the great Rishis, and even the oldest of sages stood paralyzed as the truth unraveled before them. It felt as though the foundations of the heavens had cracked, each celestial being thrown into turmoil. This was a betrayal none had foreseen—a meticulously crafted illusion so well-spun that even their omniscient gaze had failed to see the truth.

They had misjudged. Tvarita, whom they believed to be the savior, was now revealed as the hidden terror. The darkness they had been searching for in others lay within her all along. Questions flared in their minds, relentless and burning: How had they missed it? How had they failed to perceive the dark force festering inside her? She had masked it so completely that they mistook her facade for purity.

A cacophony erupted as each celestial, desperate for answers, turned to the highest powers—the creators, the all-knowing. But even they remained silent, their eyes darkened with the same shock and helplessness that struck all.

Desperation clawed at the divine realms, a panic unbefitting gods and immortals. The heavenly court, once a beacon of order and clarity, now lay steeped in confusion and dread. The celestial beings looked to one another, faces twisted in disbelief, their faith in their own wisdom shaken to its core. A whisper spread, barely audible yet filled with horror: "If we cannot see the darkness in her, who else among us wears the mask of light?"

Lord Vishnu, the preserver of worlds, who had  remained locked in his meditation slowly awoken from his sleep  sadness on his face. Brahma, the creator, sat in silence, his focus on the endless creation of time and space. And Shiva, the destroyer, remained lost in his deep contemplation, his power veiled in stillness. To disturb Shiva in this state would be to invite ruin beyond imagining.

As Tvarita's meditation reached the brink of completion, her energy hummed with unimaginable power. The final Panchakosha was within her reach, the force it would unlock a terrifying unknown even to the gods. But amidst this rising surge of light, an ominous figure lurked—Tvarota, watching with a dark smile curling at her lips.

"So, our little Tvarita is about to complete her fourth Panchakosha," Tvarita sneered, her voice dripping with disdain.

Beside her, Drikasha's confidence wavered, a rare flicker of fear twisting his expression. "Aren't you afraid?" he murmured, a tremor breaking his once-assured tone. "If she succeeds... her power will be boundless. She'll become a doom not just for us, but for your arrogant self as well."

Tvarita's gaze darkened, her smirk twisting into fury. "Why would I be scared?" she hissed, her voice low and menacing. "Her meditation cannot be completed. She is bound by my hand, and no mere girl can defy that."

Drikasha, though fearful, couldn't stay silent. His voice trembled as he spoke, barely a whisper. "You keep forgetting you and her well same you keep forgetting it and I'm warning you, Tvarita... she's not like the others and especially you. You think you've chained her or perhaps follow your same path but see today you and I stand here and she definitely hasn't follow your path  , but she is powerful and power like hers can't be contained forever. And when she breaks free—" he paused, his eyes widening in terror, "—she'll come for you."

Evil Tvarita chuckled, low and mocking. "Power like hers?" she sneered, stepping closer to him, her dark energy casting ominous shadows across the room. "You speak as though she is anything more than a feeble spark. She's nothing—I am the true power. You were always a coward, Drikasha, afraid of what you don't understand."