Running like an animal down the sea floor Sagar managed to reach Kishunpali, his home for many years, where his wife stayed and where he would raise his son. His vitality let some of his minor injuries to heal but the major injuries he suffered still prevailed, he could not put his entire power into running, during his frantic swim to save the child, he had made himself worse, the ocean's blessing had started working but it was not enough to heal him in such a short time and his left hand was cut off 10 cm below the shoulder. He had to burn the stub to prevent any further bleeding, his internal bleeding had stopped over time, he had grown pale. He looked like end boss zombie movie because of his size.
Back in Kishunpali, the whole village was silent, roads were deserted, one could living people with eyes as dead as a fish, sitting outside there houses with there backs against the walls with dust in their hands. They had experienced the pain of their loved ones turning old and then to dust in front of their eyes, adults turning into toddlers, houses loosing their integrity as if suddenly turning old, the largest banyan tree in the center of the village, had grown into a forest of its own, prop roots had taken hold in the ground and helped extending the reach of the tree. The tree which was only acted as the village center, now spanned 290000 sq. meters of land, it had started to resemble that legendary tree in the Elf kingdom, it had covered half the village by now. Roads had cracked and turned into dust roads which could only be seen in the eras of the past. There were multiple cracks all over the village ground and one crack extended from one end of the main road to the other, 12 km long crack, 10 m in width and depth not visible to the eyes of the villagers, it was passing right below the banyan tree. The whole picture seemed as if prop roots of the banyan tree held the village together, preventing it from being split open. Farms had run barren and had turned to dessert or had weeds and babool trees all over, the animals in the poultry and the cattle had vanished except for a few. Reef in the ocean coast had grown so much that it seemed to be an uninhabited island, like Galapogas before its discovery, fishes were swarming to towards the reef. Due to the remnant tilt in axis of Bhumi the day light hours seemed to have reduced in the village. The people of village were depressed and in denial, most thought this was all a nightmare and would soon pass, others were grieving over 'death' of their loved ones, some were searching for their loved ones knowing the stories of people turning to dust. Over 10% of the population had died, the no. would have been more had Pruthu not intervened or the apocalypse had continued. According to the scriptures there were more than 100000 more Yugas before the selection of next 'Bramha' and destruction of the world.
In days to come people were confused, in shock, in dis-array at what was happening. Just as people were calming down, coming to terms with loss and begining the mourning process for their deceased loved ones, the ocean split up and parted so much the ocean floor was visible. Like great parallel walls starting from Kishunpali, it extended so much that no one could see the end, the people on seeing the spetacle were speechless. They had already been through a lot in those hours just a few days back, they did not have the strength to go through the same ordeal again. People were crying, wailing actually, their knees had given out from fear, people had started praying, the humongous pathway seemed to herald the arrival of the great Rakshasa which would destroy the world and it was going to start its attack from Kishupali, their beloved village. The village chief had sent his son to the nearest city of Surat to call for the imperial guards for protection of the village. In all this ordeal there was one mermain woman who was lost, pale and un-responsive to any stimuli. She sat there on the beach imagining the worst for her husband who had set out in the tumultuous sea, which she felt, since the moment it all began, was the epicenter of all disasters. A sea full of tsunamies, plural for which may never have been coined or used before today (plural for tsunami) and now this, whatever hope she had of 'his' return had now drowned.
She remembered the day they had met for the first time; she was covered in blood, wounds on her body had not yet started healing when he found her lying their, in pile of her own waste and blood. Torn clothes, malnurished and ravaged all over by greedy hyenas who had used a curse to seal her powers by tricking her and her strenth by use of adamantium chains. She comtemplated ending her life, but her pride in her powers stopped her, she thought to just lying there till hunger would take her forever. She did not remember the following month where she was just in and out of consciousness, when a feeding tube was used to feed her and she was given regular baths, her clothes changed. She remembered the kindly face of the brute, who she attacked immediately and almost stabbed in the heart and killed. She remembered his awesome strength of the man blessed by the ocean, loved by the ocean more that her a mermaid royalty, which pushed even her, a mermaid un-paralleled in strength in recorded history and probably the strongest being on this planet, back. The kind smile, which seemed to her like that of a ferocious beast when she had lost all hope in the human and mermaid society, which brought peace to her now, she will never be able to see that smile. She will never be able to snuggle in his strong arms when she wants to, the same arms which destroyed an entire legion of the army just to defend her honour. She was strong, mighty strong, if wanted she could have burned the entire nation down to the ground and come out unscathed, but the pain they put on her body had broken her. She could not go to the toilet alone at night, she would wet her bed, fall while walking down a flat road, look at the ocean absent mindedly not able to comprehend what the stranger had in mind for her or why he was taking care of her. She would wake up in the middle of the night screaming and he would rush to her and console her, she could only sleep if he held her hand while she did. He had become a pillar of support for her for months. One day he left, when she couldn't find him, her started aching, she could not do anything for herself so she sat at the main gate like cat, waiting for him. He went against the king of Jared, King Feroz Shah Kolta to get revenge for her, destroyed an army of 100000 people, killed his crown prince and left the whole country in terror. That night he came covered in blood and gore, the first time she eased around a man after that, the first night the world seemed to be filled with light, the first night they made love to each other. He came in the door, while she was sitting right next to it huddled with her face buried in her knees, she looked up with her wet eyes, she thought he had left her but he was was back. Though covered in blood and gore she had never seen a man more handsome and desirable. He carried her like a princess took her to bed to put her to sleep, when he was about of put her down, she wouldn't let go. She put her mouth on his and sucked on his tounge. He was surprised intially but then complied, she let free his penis and grabbed it in her hand. She was pushed him down the bed and kissed him, she kissed him on the chin, on the next, on his chest, she playfully bit him on his nipples. He was rock hard, ready to shove wherever he would find a hole, continued going down on him and then licked his penis from its bottom to its top. The blood and gore all over his body did not bother her at all, her mouth parted and she took his penis pushed it down her throat, this kneaded his balls and shoved her dainty fingers up his asshole. She continued till he came in her mouth. Her mouth was now filled with human blood, skin, tissue and his load. She gulped it down with out hestation as fell on his body all tired. She rubbed her vagina on his penis, feeling which he became rock hard again, this time he took the intiative and lifted her up, legs aspeard and put her back against the wall where he shoved his entire penis in her. "Phat phat phat" he went at it, with no care in the world as their wet bodied hit against each other. Till they dropped to the floor and fell asleep. Yes first sleep, in 7 months. She splet for more than 16 hrs before waking up and making up her mind to live as his sword and shield her entire life. She cried tears of joy when he told her what he did. They had decided to live for each other their whole life, but now that he was possibly dead, she did not know what to do, how to continue on living and her time with Sagar had taught her one for sure, 'A brave man dies once and a coward dies many times'. She was not going to take the cowards way out, if she wanted to go she was going take whatever did all this with her or die trying.
She slapped her cheek and pulled and called on for her armor, "Oh Mother of Bhumi give me strength". As she said so a golden light originated from within her body as it covered her in form fitting armor from head to toe. It had a steel like appearance and when she wore it, she looked like the hero 'Athena: The warrior princess'. As the golden light subsided, there was a commotion among the people of the village who were standing near the beach.
People started shouting " A sage has come to our rescue. A sage has come to our rescue"
"We are saved, hurray!!!!!!!! hurray!!!!!!!!!"
"Let that cockroach of a Rakshasa come, The sage will protect us"
Just then a woman fell to her feet and cried. She said "Please save my two daughters. I will fight alongside you. During my days I was a really strong adventurer. I will give my life to protect you, you can use me as a human shield, but when the time comes please take my daughters and run away". Placing her hands on her shoulders Alicia said "Do not worry, I will not let anything heppen your daughters. You dont need to fight just stand back and watch the show". Saying so she made her way to the front of the crowd and stood infront of the parted waters of the ocean. Hari, an archer by proffession was constantly using his snipe vision to locate the 'Doom'. Fighting off the urge to run away, he saw a hulking one handed zombie-eque figure running from a distance of 35-36 km. He was running down a tremendous speed.
He shouted "Something's coming" as Sagar jumped from a distance of 35 to 36 km and landed on the beach, creating a 3 m wide and 1 ft deep dent in the soil. As soon as he landed the people who could fight had readied themselves, lights came from their bodies as weapons formed out of thin air. Nobody had thought they so would, so they did not have their secondary armor/weapon on them. Just as they were about to attack the zombie a silver streak sped past them towards the hulking zombie and crashed into it. The two figures then flew 10 m away and crashed with the silver figure straddling it. As this was happening the ocean water had parted, re-joined and a huge wave was formed which was about 15 m high. People would drowned if the warrior standing there hadn't broken it. Water from the broken wave rained over everybody on the beach but nobody was bothered about getting wet, because they were witnessing stunning spectacle. From the silver streak which crashed in the soil out came two women, a baby and the zombie. They recogninsed the woman, cause it was none other than wife of the most popular man in the village, Alicia and she was huggin the hulking zombie. Seeing the hulking figure and battered bosy started putting together the identity of the zombie, but never they imagined that a woman in their village was a Sage.
"...sniff sniff"
"you know if you hug me so tighly, it hurts"
".....sniff sniff..... I thought i would never see you again... sniff sniff"
"Even the Lord of Kailash wouldn't be able to stop me from coming to you"
"sniff... sniff.... you and your ..... sniff ... your mighty brags"
"Hehehe" he scartched the back of his head "Lookwhat i brought from this trip"
Pointing to the sack with the mermaid and the rock cradle with the baby in it
Seeing the mermaid girl she immediately recognised her species and then her eye went wide when she saw the bronze skinned baby in the rock cradle, sleeping in all this commotion. She had never seen a baby this cute her entire life.
A month passed.....
The Imperial army and messengers of each nation had gone from village to village and each city to assuage people that the apocalypse and the Great Pruthu had saved them all.
People were starting to move past the death and destruction, life as they say was moving on. In the vilage of Kishunpali in the place where a mansion once stood were a couple sitting around a baby lying in the a wodden cradle with a soft quilt in the middle.
"Babe, what do you think we should name him?"
"It has been bugging me since the day you brougth him"
"How about He-man?"
Boom came the sound of a punch, sending Sagar flying across the room.
"The fuck would my son name a stupidly masochitic name. I want to name him the something new. Since he born among the apocalypse and survived in the epicenter of the disaster, lets call him something which will signify the union and peace"
"How about 'Ashiq (lover)'?"
Boom came the sound of another punch, sending Sagar flying across the room.
"I am going to name him 'Kush' the 'Sacred body'"