The God of Death Yama and Moon God Soma both looked at Indra in shock.
Impossible, right?!
Under the gaze of the onlookers, Sani took a deep breath.
He clenched the Trishula in his hand, his deep blue eyes sweeping over the many Devas as he slowly began to speak.
"If I were the Heavenly Emperor!"
"I would treat the Devas fairly and justly, reward their good deeds, punish the evil ones, and ensure that the Devas lead by example, never wasting their days away."
"I would also maintain the Righteous Law, resist evil, and protect the order that always exists!"
Sani said.
The more he spoke, the more confident he became, gripping the Trishula and stepping before Sun God Surya, defiantly raising the Trishula and forcefully knocking it to the ground.
Bang!
"I believe in my strength!"
"I can surely protect the Devas, protect the Heavenly Realm!"
"These eyes of mine will keep a vigilant watch over the Asuras, never allowing them to commit sins that defy the Righteous Law."
