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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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Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, Brahma, Vishnu, the Devas, and the Mountains suddenly turned their heads, all looking toward Shiva, who was closing his eyes in meditation.

Shiva is the guardian god of ascetics.

He will protect the ascetics!

If he is engaged in his own asceticism, it would be exceedingly difficult to awaken him.

"My lord has entered meditation, it is very difficult to rouse him!"

Parvati muttered softly.

Hearing this, Vishnu slightly furrowed his brows and gazed intently at the meditating Shiva, contemplating a solution.

Brahma also fell into deep thought.

The devas looked left and right, anticipating a solution.

Whoosh!

A ripple-like wave suddenly appeared above Indra, the space undulating, and then a young green banana leaf rolled up, fluttering out from the void.

This leaf gently descended and landed into Indra's hands.

"A message from the Heavenly Realm?"

Indra whispered to himself.

Such leaves were usually used to convey messages!