The 9th Immortal: Savior Of The Vedas

Fate & The Rescue

Deep in woods the Black Mansion was ever silent and covered with dark clouds and shadows, the sun was about to set but the darkness of night never leaving it. In this very mansion which just speaks of darkness was well-lit room on the ground floor in the back. It was only well-lit place in a 10-kilometer radius of the mansion. But the candles were not giving normal yellowish-orange glow instead it was giving white light ocean blue hue that made this dark room and its grey wall look more peaceful. The was filled with candles on white lotuses which were floating on the ground and some on the ceiling. In the middle of all of this, there was an old man with long silver bread and hairs that come to his chest, meditating while floating over a rock, a white cloth was tied around his waist where another separate part of the same cloth was draped on his left shoulder. The light on his face does not seem like the product of all the candles lit around him but rather it appears that those candles light was the merely the reflection of the light on the man's face.

A knock on the big black wooden door disturbs the peace of the room. The door creaked while opening and a figure walked in covering the light from his tall shadow as he walks towards the man in deep meditation and the candles scattered apart to make a way for him, a chill filled the room.

"Acharya" He called with cold respect looking form his cold half hooded grey eyes, his sick pale white and sucked cheeks look sicker in the light. The man in the deep meditation seems oblivious to the intrusion.

"Acharya" He called again, but the man did not open his eyes.

A smirk had spread on his lips as his calls fall to deaf ears.

"Have you not yet forgave me for my a deed that I have done 5000 years ago" A sadistic amusement dancing in his eyes.

That did it. Deep blue sapphire eyes were open and looking at him fierce anger as if big angry waves of the ocean were ready to envelop the man in front of them in their deadly clutches if only fate allowed them.

"The deed was not just a deed it was a sin you made me commit," He said when his anger had completely disappeared from inside out.

"A sin I made you committee but was forgiven by the gods"

"Forgiven but not redeemed" His voice filled with remorse.

"Redemption...." He signs mocking him " What a beautiful notion but unfortunately a fool's errand, Acharya" He snorts.

"The one who thinks he is above any redemption is a true definition of a fool," He said with an expressionless face.

"Anyway, I am not here for getting your current status on the redemption process but rather to tell a piece of very good news" His annoyance was clear on his Guru

Blue eyes lit with interest but also with worry, no good news from him is good news for the multiverse.

"I am here to celebrate and let you know that I have found where the key is"

The peace-filled face of Acharya had now started to foreshadow the worry inside of him.

"And you will love to know that I will have the key in my hand by tomorrow morning"

As those words were said a scene of a girl overpowering two men in the confined room had played behind the eyes of Acharya and the worry vanish. A pleased look took over his face.

Not the reaction he was expecting he became slightly annoyed.

"And here I thought, I taught you better than this, never celebrate before you win the war"

"What that suppose to mean?" He didn't like the smugness behind his voice.

"The treasure you seek is not yours to have therefore you will never have it"