Rudra Vishant Tyagi is a normal guy, he works hard in his office during the day, works out, eats and takes care of his younger brother Kartik. At night, he fights for money, he is an ardent Kalaripayattu enthusiast and uses this ancient form of mart...
His long hair was tied in a bun. He held his longsword in both hands, in an offensive stance. He was wearing a simple garment covering only his lower body. On his right hand ,near his palm, on the wrist, there was a birthmark.
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This birthmark at this point made him feel empowered, made him fearless. Nothing could defeat him, and he had to win at all costs. He had to get his wife back, otherwise all this would be in vain. As these thoughts raced through his mind, he looked up at the black sky, it was enlightened by numerous lightning bolts, the sound of thunder almost drowned out every other sound on the battlefield, the fight between the asuras and vānaras was raging on, the land was red with blood in many places. His muscular body was cut in many places, the janeu was red with blood as well, after fighting for so much time, he should have been fatigued, but, he was fine! The blessings of God were with him, the Tridev were with him. The Tridev were HIM, all of the Gods had conspired to make him come to this earth to fight this battle with many purposes, Brahmā, Vishnu and Mahesh all were HIM. He was being surrounded by three asuras, all of them had a sword and a shield, they were closing in on him, he put his bodyweight on his right leg, his left leg was in the front, swung his sword back towards the right, the asura at the back was surprised and was unable to block this attack, it cost him dearly. His neck fell off his head and his body dropped on the spot. As the sword and the shield fell out of his hand, blood spurt out of his neck like a fountain and fell on Rāma's back. He swung his sword forward and to the left in one swift motion, while quickly shifting the weight to his front leg, both the asuras were able to block this attack with their shields, but, were thrown back. He kicked the one on the front, his shield fell from his hand, finding an opening Rāma plunged the sword into his stomach, it went out through the back, damaging a lot of organs, he pulled it out, by then the other had recovered. He struck his sword from above, Rama's sword being heavier and bigger, he easily blocked it. The asura quickly bashed the shield in his chest, the shield had a few sharp and pointy ends, so it did some damage. Rama was pushed a little back, he attacked again, but this time Rama was ready, he easily dodged it, the asura was slashing away, angry at loosing his companions. Rama was cool and composed, he bent down and backward, struck in upward motion, disarming the asura, struck him on the head with the sword's hilt, stunning him and quickly slashing down in a vertical motion, slicing his body in half. This little scuffle had been easy, but had injured his chest, blood was coming out of small wounds on his chest. Suddenly, the ground started shaking, the sound of loud footsteps started coming from someplace nearby, as he looked down, he saw small stones bouncing on the sandy ground, because of these mini-tremors, he tried to locate the source of the sound, he looked around and only saw vānaras fighting asuras, with different weapons, and then he noticed a cloud, far off the field, on the ground, a huge black cloud. From it emerged a giant of a man. He gasped. "Kumbhakarna!" , he exclaimed. Suddenly, he was hit by something from behind and knocked out. Rudra woke up in his bed, shaking, sweating profusely. "What in the world was that?" Kumbhakarna? Why was he getting such a dream? And why was the birthmark on Lord Rāma's right hand the same as his? All this was very weird, he got off from his bed and stood up, suddenly realizing how warm he was, he removed his nightshirt. He felt parched, he walked towards the fridge in the dining room, took out a bottle of water, kept it on the table next to it. He walked towards the switchboard and switched on a light. He then walked towards the cupboard, took out a steel glass and poured the water into it. He slid out a chair, with as less noise as possible and sat on it, drank the water. He was surprisingly very thirsty, he poured himself another glass and drank it. He looked at the clock on the wall, it was 3 am. Kartik would wake up in some time, for school. He walked towards his room, he just wanted to check on him. He slowly opened the door, the lights were off in his room, had Rudra not switched on a light in the dining room, he would not have been able to make out a thing in Kartik's room. He walked forward and looked at the bed. He was dumbfounded. The bed was empty, Karthik wasn't there, maybe, he was in the toilet, he quickly walked towards the door on the right and knocked. "Kartik, are you in there?" No sound. "Kartik?" He tried unlocking the door, it was open, he walked in. Nobody. He walked out and saw something written on the wall. It was difficult to make out, so he switched on a light in the room. Once the light was on, it was clear, that someone had taken Kartik away. A few words were written on the wall, with blood, 'Only the legacy can unlock true power.' He hoped that this was not Kartik's blood. Little did he know, it had begun.
