Rudra woke up back on Earth with a splitting backache.
His neck and back muscles felt like he had manually plowed the fields for hours yesterday eventhough he distinctly remembered not doing anything strenuous.
' You've got to be kidding me? Is it because i look handsome now? Does the unnamed god have such wild fantasies? To knock me out and use my body?
No wonder he became the professor of the Angels '. Rudra had dark thoughts concerning the unnamed god, however Gaia promptly interrupted him inorder to stop his wild fantasies from taking form as she informed Rudra of a very important piece of news " Master, Mistress Naomi is dead ".
Immediately Rudra jolted upright as his breathing quickened , he rushed to the hospital only to find hundereds of thousands of people queued outside the establishment with white roses and candles in hand, mourning for the loss of the world's first lady.
