Witness

Gurgle!

Rumble!

Shii~

Tip-tip~

Chirp~

It was evening as the mighty Sun was setting. The scenery looked very beautiful when the orange-red light of sun shone on a river 'Ashwanadi', causing its crystal clear water to shine in the colour of sky.

The river's water was flowing with a hint of violence in it, creating various sounds. Coupled with the chirping of birds who were on their way home, it created a beautiful chorus of nature, calming the very soul of anyone who heard it.

Amidst this miraculous scene of nature, a shining basket made up of wax was truly eye-catching. The basket itself wasn't glowing but the silky clothes in it. They kept reflecting light, granting a divine presence to the surroundings. Usually in such circumstances the child ought to cry but if anyone could see the child he was just enjoying the ride. The child wasn't ordinary nor did he belong to the Era. Yes the child was keenly aware of where he is, how and why? From the moment he opened his eyes he became aware of everything because the child remembered his previous life which was supposedly 13,000 years later. When he opened his eyes he could see a teenage girl suppose to be his mother, Kunti.

Many little creatures went to look at these strange yet charming things flowing in the orange gold river.

Only to be surprised by a radiant face of a young soul sleeping inside it. The truth was... the radiating golden light wasn't silk clothes but this child himself.

The radiance on his was challenging the glamour of the Sun itself! Every being, be it hostile or friendly, were charmed by it as they followed the basket.

It caused an unusual scene of countless creatures following a certain object, successfully raising the interest of certain large creatures. Unsurprisingly, they were also charmed by the child and joined the caravan of creatures.

As for the setting sun, it was glowing with its mighty brightness that kept fading as the time of night came near. However, today's sun was a little weird. Hidden inside its mighty brightness, one might feel various emotions of guilt, sorrow and regret...

Yet none cared about it as creatures kept doing their own work. Slowly, darkness was descending on the world.

A few moments later,

A young bird was curious about the strange yet holy being in the basket. Hence, it clumsily fled to the basket and rested its feet on the tender chest of this divine baby, which felt hard to touch as it was covered by a golden armor that covered his torso, leaving his hands to open. As for other creatures, no-one noticed the bird, all of them were completely mesmerized by the child to think of anything else.

Chirp?

The young bird chirped as it was blinded by the two golden earrings on the child which kept radiating a holy aura. And why wouldn't it be? These earrings were partially part of his father, The Sun God, Surya Dev! They contain a part of Amrit, granting partial immortality to the child.

Peck~

"Om."(Ah!)

When the young bird saw that the creature opposite to it wasn't opening its eyes as the baby have fallen asleep. The young bird pecked his arm skin gently as its mother would do the same to wake him up. And, this action caused the child to open his eyes with 'Om' a word or rather a sound representing the 'Shiva' himself.

The child, named as 'Vasusena' by his father, opened his eyes and looked around only to see a young bird on his chest. While his basket was surrounded by a legion of various creatures like fishes, Birds, Crocodiles, Fireflies etc. Add the above with the surrounding sound of flowing river, he understood his state.

He of course remembered where he was or in which era where he was and who he was? He was in Dwaparyug and reborn as controversial character suryaputra Karna with a system due to Mahadev boon ,an seemingly unfortunate man according to serials whom everyone took advantage throughout and now it was one of that moment when his birth mother, the Princess of kuntibhoja and would be queen of Hastinapur, mother of the infamous Pandavas and sole proprietor or reason for biggest war in history is going to flow him in river because she has in her curiosity evoked the boon of Rishi Durvasa, many in his time considered her as pious figure, a helpless widow and great mother of Pandavas but he did completely agree with the notions. He needn't any explanation over his choice as despite born as the son of almighty Sun and a Demi-god, second only to Deities in strength, getting great parents like Radha and Adhiratha, he is supposed to live a cursed life filled with countless obstacles created by destiny, society, his own brothers and others. His fate was to die by the hands of Arjun, his own brother, on the guidance of Shri Krishna, an incarnation of Lord Vishnu itself. Wearing ancient style beautiful sky blue sari which look much better from fashionable sari of his time and covered in jewellery. A lot could be stopped by her but she didn't do it. It's not that she doesn't have good qualities but when it came to put an actual use of it, she didn't. Especially in case of Karna as destiny did a cruel joke or most humourless prank with him. He became Karna. Not that he was complaining instead was positively thrilled and as a matter of fact too understand her just that if she abandon him, he won't be able to meet the person who truly raised Karna. Ones whose name Karna wore as a badge of honour throughout his life. Remembering how hee was then put to basket and Kunti prayed to almighty to protect him. Harsh Sun Rays fell at the shore and his kavach emerged, he understands it was anger and helplessness of his celestial father Suryadev, he just looked at him unbothered because he can, perk of being Suryaputra. It is not that he didn't blame Suryadev because he did help the enemy of his sons several times but knew he was just and impartial. It was the reason he was prayed by every being be it human, asur, rakshas etc and his quality was automatically passed down to his own son as he was part of him. Along with it he also provided kavacha and kundala made of amrit to his son.

He then started his journey thinking of his previous life and life ahead, in his previous life he was a normal human being with a moderate background. He belongs to a scholar family hence his grandparents took care of most of his childhood as his father and mother were busy. His father was a researcher of ancient texts while mother was a professor who took the profession of translating ancient language to common language courtesy to them he was quite good at the language and finally felt its benefit. His grandparents were very well educated too which was very difficult as his country was struggling for independence then. Even so his grandfather was a proud freedom fighter and grandmother was a housewife though equally literate. He was brought up in between books till he was five, there was notion at that time that keeping mahabharata at home could lead to dispute but such stereotypes and superstition were not followed in his home from his childhood his grandmother read Ramayan, Ramcharitmanas, bhagwad Geeta, Mahabharata, veda, puran ,etc now it couldn't be guaranteed to be authentic as it was thousand and thousands years ago incident but one could learn from whatever remained and improve himself. His grandfather did yoga Asana and meditation and always made sure he accompanied him while performing that. So yes he had a very happy and fulfilling childhood. When he grew up a little more for physical exercise, outer circular activity and self defence he was enrolled in various camps like music, painting, dancing but his most favourite was Martial arts especially Kalaritipuu and mhu thai, no he wasn't from a southern Indian ancestry but it was job of their parents that led him to spend his most of life there. He had good education in schools, college and even had a degree before enrolling for army where got selected for Marcos. He entered the field of marine time war and climbing to the ladder of commanders but in between he lost his grandparents and parents, they died natural death. He never did marry because simply he wasn't interested or never found anyone he could feel was his soulmate so after having a fulfilling life until during rescue mission he died. He has no complaints he had a good life, great family, happy childhood, great education, successful life and not so peaceful death. What's more one could ask.

Surprisingly, he wasn't not concerned about his current situation. He had lived through a good enough life in his past life. Hence, he could live through a life filled like this one too. At least, he will have a family, friend and a partner to divide his share of burdens again while not doing the same mistake.

With this mindset, he looked at the young bird on his chest and tried communicating with it, forgetting about his own state i.e., he is a child.

"Om, Om-Om."(Move aside.)

Strangely though, only the sound of 'Om' could be heard from his mouth and yet the young bird understood his meaning and fled beside his face, sitting on comfortably before curiously gazing at him.

It caused the child to feel a little strange. Yes, only a little. He had already felt transmigration or reincarnation. Hence, a minor thing like this would never bother him.

So, he took his hands out of the bounds of silky clothes and signaled the flying in the sky to move away a little as they were obstructing his vision. Something they obediently did, opening a space in the form of the letter 'OM' written in Sanskrit.

As the birds moved away, he saw that the sun was setting. Thinking that it would take too much time before he will be picked by his foster parents, he politely requested the surrounding creature's, "Om, Om-Om, OM-om-om-om?'(Can anyone help me reach the banks of mother Ganga at Kingdom of Anga?)

Hearing his request the creatures broke out of their reverie and looked at each before a school of fishes and a mighty crocodile of three meters length came forward.

Out of them, the crocodile looked at me as it tried to convey some message that the child somehow understood, 'I am the Makar, a creature belonging to the Chambal river. Along with these fishes, we agree to take you to your destination. However, you have to continue reciting {OM} till we reach the destination.'

Thinking that Makar's request was feasible, Vasusena who is yet to be named Karna, agreed without thinking a second time, "OM~"(Okay~)

"Om? Om-Om-Om? OM!~"(Friends aren't your family waiting for you? Please return home? Okay? BYE!~) After agreeing to Makar's condition, he told other creatures to return home as their children would have been worried about them.

Hence, all but a single young bird went away. Vasusena, too, wasn't worried about it. So, he rested on the basket while he kept reciting the word 'Om'

"Om~"

"Om~"

"Om~"

"Om~"

....

Causing the atmosphere to fall into strange stillness and divinity. Everywhere the school of fish and Makar went, they left a trail of calmness and serenity along with traces of purity.

As for the kid?

His eyes were tightly shut failing to see the floating screen.

[Ding! Detected that Shashthi has written fortune and misfortune of the Karna (Host).

Congratulations to the host for triggering the on fortune....

Due to host have not taken beginer package. And due to certain act of abandonment from his mother. The conquent bad has been used and upgraded the skill 'Luck' to Rank - S.

Congratulations Host you received "King of Luck" and "Goddess Blessings"

King of Luck : This level of luck never allowed to appear in the world. This Luck is hated by World because it outright ignores the laws of the world. Only chosen few have this luck.

This Luck creates the best possible outcome for the host in any given situation.

If there is no good possible outcome in the situation then it will change the whole situation itself to give the host the best possible outcome, ignoring all obstacles.

Goddess Blessings: Possesser of this blessings is loved and adored by all . His luck increase in an unpredictable situation by 30% .

System explains everything in detail but the one who is supposed to listen all this long has gone to the dreamland. So all this information fell on deaf ears of Karna.

Few hours passed by. Surprisingly, even in the raging flow of the river basket was stable, Floating without any problem.

The texts, written in Sanskrit language kept radiating a white light across the dark mindscape of Karna.

That light wasn't blinding, rather a gentle one, like a mother's embrace, enveloping Karna in a calm and peaceful aura filled with tender care.

In this infinite darkness, Karna who is still asleep time unknown and yet his soft chanting of 'OM' never stopped.

SHINE!

Following this in his dreams, the seven colourful light's of the rainbow danced in the void, dyeing it with myriads of colour. The dark space around Karna kept changing like it was evolving at an extremely fast pace.

As for Karna? He remained still at his position and witnessed the changes around himself in his dream. He saw those lights merging with each other and forming structures that kept building and destroying, showing a complete cycle of 'Nirvana'.

Thus the process of creation and destruction kept repeating till some hours before everything merged together to form a singular circular sphere of unknown mass or energy.

BOOOOOM!!!!

Moments later, A loud explosion echoed in the Void, causing the entire energy filled inside the singular sphere to spread into the vast emptiness. This energy transformed into matter and defined the order of the world. While the unbounded energy escaped from the clutches of these laws before colliding into an invisible barrier supposedly the boundary of dimension as for what lies beyond? Who knows?

Slowly and stealthily, The Order of derived laws, laws derived world, dividing every singular complete piece of energy into two or more opposite forms of energy or matter, creating a system of systematic cause and effects enveloping the then void. These matter and energy captured the escaped energy from the primordial sphere to assimilate it for their use.

And they succeed! It caused the world to create an absolute balance, defining the properties for every creation. At the end of it, the piece of escaped primordial energy turned light blue after assimilation and escaped from the particles that absorbed them.

It wandered in the space/emptiness between the bodies of matter and other energies wandering in the space 'Akashganga'.

After countless years passed... these light blue packets had turned into a candle flame of pale yellow colour. It had turned into the mysterious energy of the modern world known as 'Soul'.

These wandering souls had developed their own unique egos and wanted to survive. But, they couldn't last long as they kept losing energy.

Hence, for survival, they decided to enter the very matter they had once entered. Causing the legendary phenomena of 'birth'.

That's how the first life had come into being all under the observation of two pupils of a mighty force known as 'Shakti'.

.....

Vasusena dreamed the formation of the world, eventually forgetting himself due to these mysteries unfolding themselves in-front of him. He lost himself in the beauty of creation and destruction.

His previous grievances against world that he ever had vanished without a trace. Lastly, When the lotus shaped pupil looked at him, his every doubt was cleared without a need of communication.

After glancing at Vasusena, the pupils disappeared as they had never existed in the world, leaving behind a string of Sanskrit text and a brand new world!

Along with a smiling Vasusena who observed the slight feeling of Joy in the Pupils of Mother of All 'Shakti'.

After emerging from his reverie, Vasusena looked at the shimmering Sanskrit texts. They were,

Long live son!

The baby dreamed these texts again and again till they faded away into golden particles of light.

A while later, Vasusena looked at the world in his dream surrounding him, fully aware of its truth. Hence, he slowly closed his eyes and chanted 'Om' before opening them again.

Due to the influence of a single word, the fake world collapsed into nothing and revealed the evening sky of 'Dvapara Yuga', a clean sky devoid of any pollution, reflecting the outer and inner purity of this period.

"Huuuu....''The young baby took a deep breath to digest everything he had witnessed while chanting the divine word 'OM'.

He gazed at the sky joyously while some unknown thoughts drifted through his mind.

As for what they were?

World will find out eventually...

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