Sindura, gripping a long staff, stood atop the high platform, overlooking the many Asuras below.
"Asuras!"
"I believe you have already witnessed my power before, and I present to you an opportunity!"
"Submit to me!"
"Submit to Sindura!"
"Otherwise, there is only one path for you, and that is death!"
Sindura's face turned crimson.
His eyes widened, his black hair wild and chaotic in the wind, howling like the frenzied Naga, ceaselessly writhing.
His muscular chest was covered in sinew, looking incredibly robust, filled with endless strength.
Boom!
Boom! Booming!
The sky above was a sea of crimson, the red glow surrounding Sindura illuminating the entire sky, casting it as bright as a red ocean.
"!!!"
The Asuras looked up in terror, all watching this scene with dread.
Sindura looked down from above.
Suddenly, a smug look spread across his face.
"Brahma!"
"You didn't allow me to become a Deva, making me an Asura, but I am still the mightiest among the Asuras!"
