Chapter 1
A large, beautiful city was situated in the middle of the Asian Ocean. The city's architecture was designed in an old Indian style, with intricate details and ornate facades.
The city walls featured elaborate inscriptions, depicting various merchants and animals. These murals were meticulously crafted, showcasing a range of scenes and symbols.
The city's design and layout reflected a blend of traditional and timeless elements, creating a unique and captivating environment.
In the 200 billion century era, the city was a notable achievement. However, during the era of the first king, Bavani Sighn, the city faced a significant threat.
The Kartipunam tribe, known for its aggressive tactics, posed a substantial risk to the city's security. In response, the city's designers implemented a robust defense mechanism.
The city's strategic location in the middle of the sea provided a natural barrier. Additionally, its defense system incorporated advanced technology and clever design elements to protect its inhabitants from potential attacks.
The city was the most blessed in all of Asia, and any other city would be jealous of its beauty. However, the third attack by the Kartipunam tribe created fear in the hearts of all the people, including the king.
Inside the palace, the king summoned Priest Banjar. "I summoned you because the city is in chaos. The Kartipunam tribe has killed many of our people, and they have begun to use their most powerful weapon against us. The east side pole of the city has been destroyed, and in a few hours, an earthquake will erupt."
"Hmmmmm," Priest Banjar said, speaking in a mystical tone. "Hare uri Sirami kitna Ava's ki jalki jalki jalki hai yeh Jaldesh ki avas hai."
"Are you talking about the prophecy again?" the king asked.
Minister Khan interrupted, "Abandoning the prophecy might be a better option. It doesn't seem to offer a solution to our problems."
Priest Banjar stood before the gathering, his eyes scanning the crowd as he spoke. "The goddess Sirami, who has dominion over the vast and mysterious sea that surrounds our city, is the only one who possesses the power to deliver us from the terror tribe that threatens our very existence."
He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "However, as is often the case with the ancient word of the gods, there is a darker aspect to this benevolent deed - a prophecy that foretells a great and terrible cost."
The king raised his hand, halting Minister Khan's impending interruption. His eyes, filled with a mix of curiosity and caution, locked onto Priest Banjar. "Let us hear the word of the gods," he commanded, his voice firm but measured, inviting Priest Banjar to continue his revelation.
"Hare uri Sirami," Priest Banjar continued, "the goddess of the sea city, kitna Ava's. Your voice is the water splash, and the water splash is the sea city's voice and existence."
The king's expression transformed into one of perplexity, his brow furrowed in confusion. "I am told that a promise must be made to the goddess Sirami in order for our city to survive the unrelenting wrath of the terror tribe," he said, his voice laced with a mix of uncertainty and trepidation.
"A promise that will reveal our true identity, a name that will forever be synonymous with the elixir of luxury that no other city will ever truly possess," the king continued, his words dripping with an air of mystery.
"Furthermore, it is foretold that our destiny will be fulfilled, but at a great cost. The Heaven Hunter, a legendary figure of great power and wisdom, will be born in the year of our non-existence, a time when our city will be but a distant memory." The king paused, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for answers.
"Yet, even in our absence, our legacy will linger, a fragrance that will continue to permeate the annals of history, a reminder of our existence and the promise that was made to the goddess Sirami."
The king let out a deep sigh, his shoulders sagging slightly as he processed the weight of Priest Banjar's words. "So, I understand correctly," he began, his voice measured, "we are to seek the aid of the goddess mermaid Sirami, ruler of the vast ocean that surrounds our city?"
Minister Khan's brow furrowed, his expression a mask of confusion. "I don't understand," he said, his voice laced with skepticism. "If we are seeking the goddess's help to save our city, then why is it foretold that a Heaven Hunter will arrive in the year of our non-existence?" He paused, studying Priest Banjar's face for answers. "What does it mean, and what role will this Heaven Hunter play in our fate?"
Priest Banjar replied, "Our next generation will betray the truth. The goddess will commit treason against the word of the gods."
The king hoped his grandson would know how to handle the situation in the future. He decided to prepare a special palace for the heaven hunter to prove the existence of the prophecy for future understanding.
When the crescent moon appeared on the west side of the sea, they would summon the goddess to save them.
Kartipunam tribe
After several hours, Commander Saini and a blue army made an entry into the palace. "What did you find out?" King Rangu asked.
Commander Saini replied, "My lord, I sent my spy to find out what they were discussing in the meeting chamber."
The blue army bowed to respect the king. "They are planning to use a mermaid as a weapon to fight against us."
King Rangu burst into laughter. "Maharaj, I think we shouldn't underestimate them."
The blue army intervened, "Sir, they are talking about the goddess Ma Sirami."
The king lamented, "The power of the Kartipunam tribe is much more than the curse mermaid."
That night, the sea city, still without a name, awaited the crescent moon's appearance. The people of Jaldesh stood in anticipation as the drummer beat the drum continuously to please the goddess.
Finally, the goddess mermaid surfaced from the sea, whispering to everyone's surprise, including Priest Banjar. The king requested the safety of his city from the goddess in return for a promise to worship the sea goddess.
"You have made a promise," the goddess said. "Humans will face my wrath if you fail to fulfill my promise. None can stop my wrath."
The goddess transformed into the sea, raising the sea temperature and evaporation to attack the terror tribe.
Upon the arrival of the terror army, one of the army reported to the king, "The terror tribe is attacking the city."
The mermaid Sirami wiped out the entire army, protecting the sea city
200 Years Later
Inside the small city of Daro, a humble mould-plastering house stood. Suddenly, a young man's eyes flickered open...