In the same day a meeting was called by the king of the Indian god Indra.
Indra looked all the assembled gods. "As you all now, we have sense it, and elder god as target Indian".
Surya looks at him. "I see so I was correct it is one of them".
Shani then spoke as he was seeing in his bird. "Not a big deal after, I will just cancel the power of the this god".
Samjina then spoke looking at him. "We wish it was as Simple as that".
"Maybe I can help".
Indra spoke in anger. "Who dare...lord Shiva".
Everyone turned there head to see Shiva, as everyone looked at him walking in, they were shocked he had left his mortal Bessel, and had come to his divin from, next to him was green hair man's with hin wearing a Chinese like prist it Buddesh outfit
Shiva looked at the other gods. "Allow me Interduce you all to the enlighten one or as you all know him the Buddha".
The entire assembly fell silent as Shiva, the Destroyer, entered the chamber in his divine form. His presence alone commanded respect, but what truly shocked the gods was the figure walking beside him—an ethereal man with serene green hair, dressed in a robe that resembled a mix of both Chinese and Buddhist attire. The gods recognized him immediately, even before Shiva spoke his name.
"The Buddha," murmured Vayu, his eyes wide with awe.
Indra, still reeling from his outburst, quickly composed himself. "Lord Shiva, we did not expect you to appear in your divine form, let alone with such esteemed company."
Shiva nodded, his expression as unreadable as ever. "The situation demands it, Indra. The threat we face is one that transcends the boundaries of any one pantheon. It requires wisdom and power beyond what any of us possess alone."
The Buddha, calm and composed, offered a gentle smile to the assembled gods. "I have come because the King in Yellow represents a danger not just to your world, but to all worlds. Its corruption spreads like wildfire, and if left unchecked, it will consume everything in its path. We must act swiftly, with wisdom and compassion."
Surya, ever the voice of reason, stepped forward. "We are grateful for your presence, Buddha. Your insight could be invaluable in this fight. But tell us, what do you know of the King in Yellow?"
The Buddha closed his eyes for a moment, as if meditating on the question. When he spoke, his voice was filled with both calm and gravity. "The King in Yellow is an entity born from the depths of chaos, older than even the oldest of gods. It is not a god in the traditional sense, but a manifestation of madness and despair. It seeks to unravel reality itself, spreading its influence through fear and corruption. It has no form, yet it takes many forms, inhabiting the minds and bodies of those who are susceptible to its influence."
Shani, still skeptical, crossed his arms. "And how do we fight something that cannot be touched? How do we stop an enemy that thrives on fear and madness?"
Shiva answered, his voice steady and resolute. "By confronting it with the opposite—courage, clarity, and unity. The King in Yellow feeds on division and weakness. If we stand together, if we act with purpose and without fear, we can push back its influence."
The Buddha nodded in agreement. "And we must do so with wisdom. The King in Yellow is not omnipotent, but it is cunning. It will try to turn us against each other, to sow doubt and despair. We must remain vigilant, not just in our actions, but in our hearts."
Indra, feeling the weight of the responsibility on his shoulders, turned to the other gods. "Then it is decided. We will stand united against this threat. Lord Shiva, Buddha, your guidance will be crucial in the coming days. Together, we will find a way to defeat the King in Yellow."
The gods, now bolstered by the presence of both Shiva and the Buddha, felt a renewed sense of hope. The path ahead was fraught with danger, but with the combined might and wisdom of their pantheon, they believed they could overcome even this ancient and terrible foe.
Surya opened his eyes, as the plan was made. "I still don't approve of this plan".
His wife's and Kids nodded, this plan was reh ultimate scarifies in the ultimate leave, but it had to be done
Shiva just looked at him. "We understand, but as we have said, this is the best plan, me and Buddha will try and hold back his effect, a few other gods from other pantheon as will, Danu, Chaos, and of course The One Above All ( God of The Bible ), we will hold back it's power, it is your job to temporary lipt the curse from Karna and give him the spear, as long we can get the planted to agree to it".
Surya's gaze hardened, the weight of the decision pressing heavily on him. He knew the risks, the sacrifices that would need to be made. His wives, Saranyu and Chhaya, stood by his side, their expressions filled with concern but also understanding. His children, the mighty Shani and the valiant Yama, shared in the burden, knowing that their father was about to make one of the most critical decisions in the history of their pantheon.
"I know this is the only way," Surya finally said, his voice carrying the gravity of the situation. "But to ask Karna to once again bear such a burden, after everything he has already endured—it feels unjust."
Shiva, ever the pragmatist, nodded solemnly. "It is unjust, Surya. But it is also necessary. Karna's spirit is one of the few capable of wielding such power without succumbing to the madness of the King in Yellow. He has been tempered by suffering and forged in the fires of battle. If anyone can bear this task, it is him."
Buddha added with a serene yet determined expression, "And he will not be alone. The collective will of the gods, of all the pantheons, will support him. The unity we show now will strengthen him, and the spear—imbued with the essence of divine will—will be his weapon to cut through the madness."
Surya closed his eyes briefly, as if seeking strength from within. When he opened them again, they were filled with resolve. "Very well. I will do as planned. I will lift the curse on Karna, and I will give him the spear."
Saranyu, ever the voice of compassion, placed a hand on Surya's arm. "We trust in your judgment, my lord. And we will stand by Karna, just as we have always done. He is as much our son as any of our children. His fight is our fight."
Shani, with his characteristic seriousness, spoke up. "Father, I will do what I can to ensure that the curse does not reattach itself once it is lifted. My powers may not be enough to fully remove it, but I can delay its return long enough for Karna to strike."
Yama, the god of death, who rarely spoke unless necessary, nodded. "And should the worst come to pass, I will ensure that his soul is honored in the afterlife. But let us hope it does not come to that."
Shiva, sensing the moment's gravity, placed a hand on Surya's shoulder. "We have prepared as much as we can. Now, it is up to us to execute the plan. Remember, we are not alone in this. The gods of other pantheons are with us, and together, we will hold back the tide."
Surya nodded, his resolve firm. "Then let us begin. The King in Yellow must be stopped, no matter the cost. Karna will have the strength of the gods behind him."
With the plan set, Surya, Shiva, Buddha, and the other assembled gods prepared to enact their strategy. The fate of not just their world, but of all existence, hinged on their success. And as they moved forward with their plan, they knew that the ultimate sacrifice might be required—but they were prepared to make it for the sake of all creation.
Meanwhile with Karna, Shani meet with Karna and explain him the plans, as Karna holder a lancer as he looked at it.
Karna looked at the lance. "So the name of this Lance name is Rhongomynaid, it is something else".
Karna held the lance, Rhongomyniad, with a mix of reverence and curiosity. The weapon pulsed with immense power, its aura unmistakably divine. He could feel its weight, not just physically, but also in the responsibility it carried. This was no ordinary weapon; it was a tool forged by the will of the gods themselves, meant for a purpose far greater than any he had ever undertaken.
Shani, standing beside his half-brother, watched Karna closely. He knew the burden this placed on Karna, but he also knew that there was no one more capable of wielding such power. The gods had chosen well.
Karna finally broke the silence, his voice steady. "Rhongomyniad... A lance that represents the anchor of the world, capable of piercing through the madness that has taken hold of Mahoraga. I will wield it with everything I have."
Shani nodded, his expression serious. "The spear is indeed extraordinary, but it will only be as powerful as the one who wields it. And that is why you were chosen, Karna. Your strength, your resolve—these are what make you the right person for this task."
Karna turned his gaze to Shani, his eyes filled with determination. "I understand. But before I can face Mahoraga, there is something that needs to be addressed. The curses that bind me—they have hindered me in the past, and they will do so again if not dealt with. You mentioned a plan to lift them."
Shani's eyes narrowed as he considered Karna's words. "Yes, the curses. They were placed upon you by individuals who held great power and influence. To lift them, we will need to confront those who gave them to you. We will have to go to the heavens and seek them out."
Karna's expression darkened slightly as he recalled the two curses that had plagued him. The first was from his mother, Kunti, who had cursed him that he would forget the incantation to summon his celestial weapon at the moment of his greatest need. The second was from the brahmin Parashurama, who cursed him that he would forget the knowledge of his weapons when he needed them most, as punishment for deceiving him about his true identity.
"The first curse came from my mother, Kunti," Karna began, his voice calm but tinged with sadness. "She cursed me out of fear for her other sons, the Pandavas. The second was from Parashurama, my teacher. He cursed me when he discovered that I was not a brahmin but a kshatriya."
Shani listened intently, understanding the gravity of what needed to be done. "Then our path is clear. We must ascend to the heavens and meet with Kunti and Parashurama. Only by confronting them directly can we hope to lift these curses."
Karna nodded, his resolve unwavering. "If that is what must be done, then so be it. I will face them, and I will do whatever it takes to remove these curses. I cannot afford to be hindered when I face Mahoraga. Too much is at stake."
Shani placed a hand on Karna's shoulder, offering his support. "You will not face this alone, brother. The gods are with you, and I will be by your side. Together, we will lift these curses, and you will be free to fight with all your strength."
Karna looked at Shani, gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you, Shani. With your help, I will see this through. And when the time comes, I will face Mahoraga with no chains holding me back."
With their course set, Karna and Shani prepared to embark on their journey to the heavens. The path ahead was fraught with challenges, but Karna was determined to overcome them all. For the sake of the world, for the sake of those he loved, he would break free of the curses that bound him and wield the power of Rhongomyniad against the King in Yellow.
Karna then looked at his brother. "Also I think I should be clear Kunti is still alive".
Shani then stopped there assend into heaven, then he quickly teleported to the kingdoms of the Pandava broke there door, gave Kunti the fright of her life, and making each of the Pandava now Shani enemy's, one explanation and temporary curse lipting later and going to heaven
Shani just looked at his brother. "We will not be talking about this".
Karna couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at Shani's exasperated expression. "Agreed, we will never speak of this again," Karna replied, a hint of amusement in his voice.
The scene of Shani's unexpected intrusion into the Pandavas' kingdom was still fresh in his mind. The sheer chaos that ensued when Shani broke down the door, startling Kunti and enraging the Pandavas, had been nothing short of a spectacle. Karna could only imagine the reactions of his half-brothers as they found themselves suddenly facing a powerful god in their home.
Shani had quickly explained the situation, earning reluctant cooperation from Kunti. Despite the turmoil, they had managed to get what they came for—a temporary lifting of Kunti's curse on Karna. But the price had been the enmity of the Pandavas, who now saw Shani as a dangerous intruder.
As they continued their journey to heaven, Shani sighed, shaking his head. "Well, at least we got one curse lifted. Now let's focus on the task at hand and not dwell on past events."
Karna nodded, his expression growing serious again. "You're right. We still have Parashurama's curse to deal with. And for that, we need to meet him in the heavens."
Shani agreed, and together they resumed their ascent, leaving behind the chaos in the mortal realm. Despite the mishap, they were one step closer to freeing Karna from the chains that bound him. The encounter with Parashurama would be another challenge, but Karna was determined to face it head-on.
As they neared their destination, Shani glanced at Karna. "Just remember, whatever happens next, we face it together. No more surprises, I hope."
Karna smiled. "No more surprises. Let's finish this and prepare for the battle ahead."
With that, the two brothers continued their journey, ready to confront the next obstacle in their path.
To be continued
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