Twist in Destiny (ON HOLD)
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· • -- ٠ 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 ٠ -- • ·
He died, his breath stolen by the battlefield, his eyes closing in a final surrender. Karna lay there, lifeless and broken. But in the void of nothingness, a voice whispered softly in his ear.
"I will give you another chance." The voice, melodious and calm, echoed through the shadows. "A final chance, Ashwatthama. But you won't remember, only see."
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Far away, Krishna, the boy with the peacock feather, watched with a knowing smile, distant from the two older boys. Another chance had been given. A chance to rewrite the deadliest war, to avoid the bloodshed. He hoped this time, the son of the Sun wouldn't set. He prayed the ansh of Mahadev wouldn't bring destruction. And above all, he wished his elder cousin wouldn't be broken.
"Bhrata Duryodhan," he thought with a faint smile, "I heard your last plea."
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Elsewhere, a bond blossomed between two boys with piercing gazes, arrows sharper than needles, and grins as bright as the sun. But when obstacles arose, their resolve was tested.
"What are you?" His eyes widened in disbelief.
"I am a human." Confusion clouded his voice.
"Y-You are a... Kshatriya!" He stammered, his voice trembling.
"I am not a Kshatriya." Anger simmered beneath the surface.
Was their friendship already in the ruins?
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"Fate has given another chance, and he is watching us.
We are unaware that destiny is changing for love."
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