Asher sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes closed in deep meditation. The small room he found himself in was quiet, the sounds of the modern world muffled by the thick walls around him. Outside, the city of Mumbai buzzed with life, a cacophony of cars, voices, and distant construction, but inside, Asher was focused entirely inward, reaching out with his senses to understand the energy of this new world.His breathing was steady, each inhale and exhale deliberate, as he drew on the vast reservoir of divine energy that had accumulated within him over centuries of meditation. He had mastered countless mantras, each one designed to enhance his spiritual connection, to strengthen his soul, and to allow him to harness the powers of the gods. Yet now, as he reached out to connect with the world around him, something felt… off.The divine energy that once permeated the air in ancient Bharat was thin here, almost non-existent. Where once he could feel the vibrant presence of the gods in every breath, now there was only a faint whisper, a shadow of what it once was. It was as if the divine had slowly ebbed away over the centuries, leaving behind a world that had forgotten its connection to the higher realms.But that wasn't all. As he extended his spiritual awareness further, Asher sensed something else—something foreign and unsettling. A different kind of energy pulsed in the atmosphere, one that was dark and malevolent, entirely unlike the divine energies he was accustomed to. It was a chaotic force, a corrosive influence that seemed to be spreading through the world like a slow poison.His brow furrowed in concentration as he tried to identify this new energy. It didn't take long for him to realize what it was. Demonic energy. The realization sent a chill down his spine. In his time, the Asuras had been the great enemies of the gods, beings of immense power who had constantly challenged the divine order. But this energy was different—twisted and corrupted, as if the demons of old had evolved into something far darker.Asher's mind raced as he considered the implications. The presence of demonic energy in this world could only mean one thing: the influence of the demon realm was growing, and it was seeping into the mortal world at an alarming rate. This was not something that could be ignored. The balance between the divine and the demonic was shifting, and if left unchecked, it could spell disaster for the entire world.He took a deep breath, focusing on the reservoir of divine energy within him. Even though the energy of this world was weakened, Asher was different. The boon he had received—the combined powers of all the Asuras—had transformed his soul into something more. He was no longer bound by the limitations of the mortal realm. His soul had reached a level of divinity, and within it was stored the energy of thousands of years of meditation.Yet, as he delved deeper into his own power, he noticed something strange. The demonic energy in the atmosphere was being drawn to him, as if it recognized something familiar in his essence. Asher's eyes snapped open, a cold realization dawning on him. This was no coincidence. It was the result of his boon—the Asura Origin Body.The Asura Origin Body was a manifestation of the combined boons of all the Asuras. It granted him immense power, but it also connected him to the demonic energies of the world. In ancient times, the Asuras had been powerful beings, their strength derived from a blend of divine and demonic energies. And now, in this new world, that connection was reasserting itself, drawing the dark energies to him like a magnet.
Asher's heart pounded as he considered the ramifications. The power that had once made the Asuras feared and revered was now both a blessing and a curse. It gave him an unparalleled strength, but it also marked him as a target for the demonic forces that were rising in the world. He would have to be careful, to keep his true nature hidden, or risk drawing the attention of those who would seek to use—or destroy—him.His mind whirred with possibilities. Practicing ancient techniques in this era would be a challenge, not just for him but for anyone who sought to harness the old powers. The divine energy was too weak, the demonic energy too pervasive. But Asher was fortunate. His soul, forged in the fires of divine power and tempered by centuries of meditation, was more than capable of withstanding the challenges of this new world. He had the strength to adapt, to grow, and to thrive, even in these dark times.
However, he couldn't afford to be complacent. The world had changed, and so had the rules that governed it. To survive, he would need to master not just the divine powers he had cultivated, but also to understand and control the demonic energies that were drawn to him. He would need to become something new, something that could exist in both the light and the shadow—a balance between the divine and the demonic.But before he could take any further steps, he needed to stabilize his physical body.
Despite his soul's immense power, his body was still that of a mortal. It was strong, certainly, and enhanced by the divine energies within him, but it had not yet reached the level of divinity. He needed to fortify it, to bring it into alignment with his soul, so that he could fully harness the power he had been granted.Asher rose from his meditative position, a sense of purpose settling over him. He would begin by focusing on his physical training, combining it with the ancient mantras and techniques he had mastered. He would draw on the divine energy stored within his soul, using it to cleanse and strengthen his body, while carefully managing the demonic energy that seemed drawn to him.The road ahead would be difficult, but he had faced greater challenges before. He had been given a second chance, and he would not waste it. Whatever dark forces were rising in this world, he would be ready for them.
With a final deep breath, Asher stepped out of his room and into the world that awaited him. The city of Mumbai stretched out before him, vast and vibrant, but also hiding secrets that few could imagine. He would begin here, blending into the life of a college student, while quietly preparing for the battles that were sure to come. The divine and the demonic were on a collision course, and he would be the one to navigate the storm.But first, he needed to eat.The thought brought a small smile to his lips. After all, even the divine needed to nourish their bodies. And in this world, where everything was so different from what he had known, he might as well start with something simple—a meal to ground himself in the reality of his new life.As Asher stepped out into the busy streets, he felt the weight of his new existence settle on his shoulders. The world was different, the energies had shifted, and the challenges were immense. But he was ready. With each step, he moved closer to his destiny, his resolve unwavering.This was just the beginning.