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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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Chapter 119: The Kind Father and Filial Son, the Sun God, Where is the Heavenly Emperor? (Seeking Monthly Votes)

"Garuda! Garuda! Garuda!"

Goddess Lakshmi's beautiful eyes blinked, her sacred face lifted slightly; her skin was pure, her eyes shone like stars, gazing into the starry sky with a faint call.

Her voice was soft beyond compare, yet it spread continuously through this space, fluttering ceaselessly, reaching far away.

In the vast expanse of Vighna.

Thousands of gates stood tall; white clouds blossomed everywhere.

A figure with wings on its back was seated on these white clouds.

As Goddess Lakshmi's call rose, a pair of sharp eagle eyes suddenly lit up, like drawn swords, piercing to the onlooker's core.

Whoosh!

Garuda, with a handsome visage and a solemn expression, joined his hands together and slowly stood up from the clouds.

"The Lady Master is calling me!"

Garuda muttered.

His wings shook fiercely on his back, carrying a sharp, inviolable momentum, he shot up into the sky in the blink of an eye, following the calling winds, he drifted over.

Whoosh!