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A three shot story.
Vishnu. Sesha.
Ram. Lakshman.
Krishna. Balarama.
This era - Prithvi and Arul.
Arul has always been the one who arrives before the worst thing does - in every yuga, every story, every version of them. This time, he's the one on the rope, hundreds of feet down, listening to his brother's voice go thin over a dying comms line - and for the first time across ages, the protector is the one who might not make it in time.
Prithvi has always been the strength Arul leaned on when death came close. He has never had to be that strength while dying himself. Now every word he says has to hold his brother up, even as the water is the only thing holding him.
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