ForManaga

(This story take place in different timeline and universe)


This is the story about boy named Karan getting recarnatated in the time of Mahabhrata as a Karna. Biggest war at that time.

What will happen if he become karna in it?

What will happened if as a boon he ask System? 

What will happen if he get to meet those characters? Is he able to chnage their destiny or it will turn worse?


Let's find out what will happen when he born into age of God's. Do he able to achieve what he wanted to or something else's. 

What if this world is as not as simple as he thought, Let's find out.



(Note: I find that there is no mahabhart time novel with system. So I decided that take that task on myself and introduce system in the age of God's.)


Disclaimer: Remember this is fanfiction of Mahabhrata. Not "Orignal" Mahabhrata. I have no intention to harm anyone's religious belief, I am just writing what if story in my perspective. If you don't like it, So i kindly request you not read any further, and if you do take it with a pinch of salt.

Also, remember I don't have any intention to hurt anyone's belief. This is a fictional story with taken little source material from the epic with my creative touch. 

Karna is going to be super Over Powered in this story.


Discord : Formanaga#5883

I Become Karna With a Million Times Crit System In Mahabharata.

"Wait!?? What happened to you Mata??"

Karna was about leaven when his eyes fall on the Ganga sitting on the ground like a soulless being not aware of anything in her surroundings, just looking down muttering something to herself.

This scene made Karna throw away all other concerns as he flashed past everything and appeared in front of her, He sat in front of her and then held her shoulder making her look at him.

But the moment he saw her reddish eyes filled with infinite pain and guilt he was not able to control himself. A sonic wave released from his body as the Chaos element in him started to become excited, wanting to throw the whole world into chaos.

This time Karna didn't ask why or who? He just looked around with his pitch-black chaotic eyes around the field looking for the reason. He didn't care who was right and wrong here at this moment.

172. PTSD