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Indian Mythology: the Heavenly Emperor is not working today

In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

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"Father!"

"I have devoted most of my life to upholding and maintaining the Righteous Law!"

"I wish to admire the wisdom of the Vedas Scriptures; his words indeed possess great wisdom, but nature is hard to change. Indra might have amended his ways, but the arrogance of the sage is buried deeper and even harder to discern. Having seen Indra, I naturally know what he is like."

Raggedy Immortal glared with his eyes, retorting.

Adili Immortal similarly glared with anger.

Standing side by side, they held their long sleeves in their arms, their chests heaving violently. In their eyes burned an intense rage, ready to explode at any moment.

An intangible aura surrounded them both, and the sound of distant drums seemed to be echoing around them. It was as though, in the next moment, this father and son would pull out water pots and start cursing one another.

"Raggedy!"

Suddenly, a gentle call woke them from this intense and suffocating atmosphere.