Paschyatap ~ Repenting Thy Sins
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"Stop following me! Just let me go and leave me in peace!" she pleaded, struggling against his unrelenting grip.
"I won't. Not today, not ever. Not after finding you again," he said firmly.
"I don't belong here. This isn't my place. Let me go," she begged, desperation in her voice.
He shook his head. "You've always belonged. Since the beginning of time, we were meant to be together."
"You'll never convince me," she snapped. "I won't be part of this farce or let you treat me like an object without a will of my own."
"It's not a farce. It's as real as the sun, and you will be part of it-whether you want to or not. Your only desire should be our companionship," he declared.
"Please," she whispered, one last plea as her hand inched toward her waistband.
"The only thing left to do... do it for her, if not for love. " he ordered.
"For love?" she murmured, shaken. Then her expression hardened.
"But love was never an option," she spat, her voice dripping with disgust-before she struck with full force.
It wasn't supposed to end like this. Anwesha-once a soldier by choice, not birth-had embraced duty for her nation. But one failed mission led her to the dark waters of the Ganges. Caught in a whirlpool, she accepted death like an old friend.
Yet, she didn't die.
She woke up in another timeline, but here, she didn't belong. A misfit, a lone coal in a chest of gold. She wasn't chosen by fate, nor favored by the gods-just an accident struggling to return home. But every path back was closed.
Trapped, she resolved to be a silent observer. Yet fate had other plans. She crossed paths with the Scions of Kuru, a dynasty shaping history itself. She hadn't intended to get involved, but now she was entangled in their world, for better or worse.
Can she survive in this era, or will she find her way back? More importantly-who is she, really? And why her?
After all, nothing in this world, or beyond it, is mere coincidence.
• Book I ~ Stuck In Time Series •
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Cover credit: 444-av (A kind soul from reddit, who helped me out. Thanks a lot🩷) Parth, a teenager from the year 2071, never believed his dreams could rewrite fate - until he woke up as Arjun of the Mahabharata. But destiny plays strange games. In a universe where Kurukshetra never happened, Parth learns that he isn't merely reborn as Arjun - he is Arjun himself, reborn across timelines. Guided by his Madhav's unseen hand, he enters a world where Karna sits on Hastinapur's throne, Kunti's truth is no longer a secret, and peace reigns where war once should have. His grandmother, the quiet woman he'd known all his life, turns out to be Satyavati herself, reborn to witness the world she had once dreamed of - a world where her dynasty did not bleed itself dry. Between love and duty, Parth lives the lives Arjun was denied - the laughter with Draupadi, the tenderness with Subhadra, and the quiet fulfillment of a wish once whispered to Krishna. But the wish was never the end. It was only a beginning. Without warning, Parth wakes up again - this time in 2072, with no divine voices, no weapons, and no idea why he's back. Seeking meaning, he follows his father's path and becomes a doctor, vowing to help those he can. Until strange things begin to stir. Disappearing students. Electric static that hums like divine energy. Symbols that glow. And the faces around him - Sia, Aarav, Neel, Avni, Meera - feel achingly familiar, as if pulled from a life he once fought beside. As whispers of the seven immortals resurface and the shadows of Ghor Kaliyug creep closer, Parth begins to remember why he was reborn - not to escape destiny, but to lead what remains of the good into the dawn of a new Yuga. ●Past name- ■Reincarnated As Dhananjaya Arjun(I regret changing it because of my attachment issue. Lol)
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