Chapter 37 "The GOD of GODs"
Shivam was in a completely different realm, the dark dimension.
Shivam drifted through the core darkness, floating aimlessly with no sense of direction.
This darkness felt different from the ominous aura of the eye dimension of Bukhari.
Instead of oppressive, sinister energy, this place radiated warmth and tranquility, gradually instilling a profound sense of calm within him.
His consciousness floated in a constant loop, as if time did not exist in this space, and he was blindly drifting towards the calm frequency of the atmosphere.
Despite the soothing frequency, the endless loop of darkness posed a significant problem.
Shivam felt an increasing need to break free from this unending drift, as he felt he had spent a lot of time and wanted to get out of this loop.
Although the tranquility was comforting, he knew he couldn't remain trapped in this unending void forever.
The solution seemed to come from within, a deep inner voice urging him to embrace the calmness fully.
Realizing that his inner peace might be the key to escaping, Shivam decided to focus on calming himself.
He remembered the meditative postures he'd seen others practice and settled into a cross-legged asana, his hands into mudras, closing his eyes to meditate.
As he concentrated, the surrounding calmness began to permeate his being, resonating with the tranquility of the dimension.
With each breath, Shivam absorbed the serene energy that didn't have any color and penetrated his consciousness, feeling it flow through him and quieting his restless thoughts.
The warmth of the darkness enveloped him, merging with his own energy and amplifying his inner calm.
The turmoil he had felt earlier, the rage and frustration, began to dissolve into a peaceful clarity.
As his meditation deepened, Shivam became more attuned to the frequency of the dimension, aligning his inner self with the calmness around him.
This synchronization seemed to unlock a new awareness of calm demeanor within him, guiding him towards understanding the nature of this space.
Gradually, the sensation of drifting ceased.
Shivam felt a subtle shift, as if the darkness itself responded to his newfound tranquility. He opened his eyes.
To his relief, he was out of the loop of calming darkness.
Before him stood a massive transparent seal, radiating powerful energies.
The seal glowed with a fiery orange hue, resembling a net of intertwined energy.
In the middle of the seal was a four petal lotus, within which a triangle encased an "OM" symbol that seemed to vibrate with immense power, emitting the resonant sound of "OM."
The net-like seal was alive with energy, its surface covered in intricate patterns and symbols, including more than seventeen interlocking circles forming an elaborate design.
Amidst this intricate web of power, Shivam's eyes were drawn to a mysterious scarlet flame, confined and suppressed within the heart of the seal.
The flame flickered with a consciousness of its own, reaching out to Shivam.
He felt an undeniable pull, as if the flame were calling to him, urging him to break the seal.
It was a connection beyond mere curiosity, a deep, instinctual drive to free the flame from its bindings.
Shivam didn't know where he was, nor did he know anything about the scarlet flame, but he couldn't avert his attention from it. It felt familiar, as if it were a part of him.
The seal loomed large before him, while the flame remained a normal size.
His inner thoughts seemed to control his movements, guiding him towards the center of the seal, where the resounding frequency of "OM" echoed in his ears.
Floating in the air, Shivam approached the seal with a sense of purpose.
He didn't touch it immediately. Instead, he joined his hands together in a subconscious gesture of prayer and closed his eyes.
Uttering the words of worship to the GOD OF GODS, "Har Har Mahadev."
He uttered prayers to the God of Gods, Mahadev, seeking his blessings and guidance.
The sound of "OM" resonated within him, a connection to the divine.
After his prayer, Shivam opened his eyes, and his resolve strengthened.
He extended his hands towards the seal, aiming for the core part—the "OM" symbol nestled within the triangle of the four-petaled lotus.
Shivam had no idea why, but he felt he could remove the seal because the resonant sound of OM was also attracting it to do so.
As Shivam's fingers made contact with the seal, a surge of energy flowed out of him, merging his own power with the vibrant orange energy of the seal.
To his surprise, the calm energy he had absorbed from the dark loop dimension began to flow within him, reacting to the seal's presence.
Just as Shivam felt that the seal was going to be opened, a majestic projection emerged from it, too powerful and awe-inspiring to fully comprehend.
Flames spewed from every corner of this projection, so intense that it felt as though a single ember could incinerate the entire universe.
The figure displayed no facial features, only a form brimming with fiery energy, exuding an aura of boundless power and divine authority.
This projection resembled a being without limits or constraints, beyond any law or restriction.
It was more than a divine figure; it was the embodiment of ultimate power and experience, a true representation of Mahadev, the God of Gods.
Shivam was mesmerized, unable to believe he was witnessing such a phenomenon.
He stood frozen, completely absorbed in the sight before him.
As Shivam gazed at the fiery figure in awe, it spoke in a fierce, commanding voice, "Child, do not open this seal.
It is protecting you from the scarlet fire, which is too fierce for you to contain."
These words seemed to be echoing from all directions but did not enter his ears.
These mysterious words seemed to have directly entered Shivam's mind.
"Child, this fire is an embodiment of fierce anger.
If you inherit it, you will lose your calm nature and completely change your personality.
It may even cause great harm to your soul and body."
Hearing the divine voice, Shivam hesitated, recognizing that it was Mahadev himself speaking.
The fiery energy figure was unmistakably the exact same figure as Mahadev.
Shivam was about to withdraw his hand from the seal, ready to heed the divine warning and give up on the fire.
But just as he was about to do so, the figure continued, "If you choose not to release this fire, you will save yourself from the torment of fire.
But the others suffering inside that dark place of Bukhari will not be able to save themselves from the darkness; they will remain trapped."
Hearing this, Shivam, who was about to remove his hands from the seal, pressed his hand firmly on the big "Om" symbol of the seal, replying without hesitation, "I would like to save the people within that dimension."
Shivam wasn't seeking to be a hero, but witnessing the suffering inside that dimension stirred something deep within him.
He couldn't bear the thought of those souls, even in death, being denied a sense of liberation and peace.
Shivam, who saw their suffering with such torment.
He didn't fully understand why, but he knew he had to help.
In that dark space, there were at least a thousand girls, five hundred minor girls, a hundred boys, and two hundred or more men.
He didn't know how many more were on the other side, beyond his sight.
If he could save so many souls by enduring some pain in his body and soul, then that was a price he was willing to pay.
The relief of knowing he could liberate them from their torment outweighed any potential harm to himself.
With a determined heart, Shivam committed to breaking the seal, ready to face whatever consequences lay ahead for the sake of those suffering souls.
Shivam recalled their painful suffering in front of the God of Gods.
He couldn't stop himself from voicing his thoughts.
"I would like to ask a question."
Why didn't you try to save those people in that dimension?.
He thought in his mind to ask this precise question.
Shivam had a burning, angry question in his mind that couldn't be suppressed.
But before he could express his thoughts and concerns, Mahadev's fierce energy figure responded.
"Child, I know your concern, but before that, I would like to ask you a question.
What is it within you—apart from your body—that represents you wholly?"
Shivam pondered the question, drawing from his understanding.
"My soul," he replied.
"My soul represents my true essence apart from my body."
Mahadev's fiery figure continued, "And where does it come from?"
Shivam, drawing from his limited but meaningful engagement with Hindu scriptures and popular serials such as the Ramayana and Mahabharata, reflects on the profound teachings embedded within these narratives. These serials, known for illustrating the ideal ways of living and imparting timeless wisdom, have profoundly influenced his understanding. Despite his average comprehension, Shivam articulates a deep realization: "My soul is a miniature representation of God himself, but with forgotten wisdom."
It possesses consciousness but lacks wisdom.
It keeps taking birth, changing bodies like clothes, to gain wisdom and spiritual awareness. Through this relentless cycle, it aims to ascend and become one with God."
Mahadev's fierce energy figure seemed to radiate approval.
"Indeed, your soul is a fragment of me, striving for wisdom and liberation.
Your understanding reflects a deeper truth.
Within you, it is I, Mahadev, who seeks to alleviate the suffering in that space, with your help."
Shivam, feeling the weight of divine insight, asked a question he had long pondered: "Why don't you just destroy the dark beings like Bukhari and prevent others with similar mindsets from existing?"
Mahadev's fiery figure, though fierce, exuded compassionate wisdom.
"Child, this is a question many ask, but the answer lies in the nature of free will and balance.
Darkness exists to contrast the light, and it is through this struggle that souls grow, learn, and seek liberation.
If I were to eliminate all evil, there would be no growth, no learning, and no true understanding of wisdom.
Each soul must choose its path, face its challenges, and evolve.
My role is to guide and empower, not to dictate and control."
Shivam wasn't entirely satisfied with Mahadev's initial answer.
The thirst for understanding why souls had to endure such suffering needed a justification from the almighty.
But Mahadev wasn't finished.
"Their fates lead them to their karma, which shapes their destiny—whether fortunate, lucky, miserable, or extremely miserable.
All beings in this world are the authors of their own destinies through their actions and faith."
Mahadev could sense the turmoil in Shivam's heart and the deep empathy he felt for those suffering under Bukhari's cruelty.
Mahadev continued, "According to their karma, they will experience joy or suffering.
They are the creators of their own pain or happiness through their faith and deeds."
Listening to this, Shivam began to understand the divine perspective.
The notion of karma as a guiding force in the universe, where every soul's actions shape their future, resonated with him.
It wasn't a matter of arbitrary suffering but of a cosmic balance where every action had consequences.
Shivam felt a sense of acceptance wash over him.
While the suffering he had witnessed was horrific, he now understood that each soul's journey was part of a greater cosmic tapestry, woven by their actions and choices.
Shivam realized that his role was to be a beacon of hope, guiding those trapped in the cycle of suffering toward a path of liberation.
He bowed his head, hands joined in a gesture of worship to Mahadev, the god of destruction. "Thank you for enlightening me," he murmured.
Mahadev's voice resonated deeply.
"My child, this is merely the surface of darkness.
There is much more, spreading far and wide.
Once Inheriting this fire without restraint, will lead to nothing but destruction.
You could harm not only the living but even your loved ones.
Think twice before choosing to embrace these flames, for they are a manifestation of a fragment of my own fire."
Understanding dawned on Shivam.
These flames were no ordinary fire but a sliver of Mahadev's own destructive power.
Yet, without these flames, he wouldn't be able to save the people trapped in that dimension.
He didn't know what the future held, but he saw hope in the eyes of those imprisoned, and he knew he had to save them.
Without hesitation, Shivam prayed, "I am willing to do it."
Mahadev's voice softened.
"I am impressed by your determination, my child.
Even with your loved ones at stake, you remain unafraid.
Therefore, I shall grant you a blessing to help you restrain and control this fire within you, along with a small boon to aid you further in the coming darkness."
Shivam's heart swelled with gratitude.
He bowed his head once more, hands joined in a namaste, as he gazed at the majestic, fiery figure of Mahadev.
From Mahadev's right hand, a bright light emerged, enveloping Shivam's consciousness.
As the light touched him, a warm energy flowed through his being.
This energy was unlike any he had felt before—a completely different experience than the absorption of vital energy.
It coursed through every part of his body, a warm force that brought a strange sense of calm while a more powerful energy took hold.
For the first time, Shivam could see through his consciousness, observing the inner workings of his body and the movement of this mysterious energy.
He saw the Chakra lotus, where a single petal was open, radiating a burning flame that spread its firey energy throughout his entire being.
Even the pink colored Chakra lotus, which had four petals, started to turn scarlet, brimming with energy and turning scarlet red, influenced by the new flame that radiated through the chakra opened petal, which had a flame mark radiated with fire.
These firey energies operated similarly to Chakra but were 1000 times more potent, and they weren't ordinary Chakra but something far more mysterious and powerful.
These flames began to transform his body on a cellular level.
Every harmful substance or toxin within him burned away into nothingness, and his entire being started to undergo a profound change.
His DNA was evolving into something beyond ordinary human evolution, pushing him to a new level of existence.
Previously, Shivam could only perceive vital energy coursing through his body, but now his clarity is 100 times greater, and he can see various types of energies with different colors that are being absorbed.
Unbeknownst to him, the OM seal within his consciousness was lifted, allowing the fire to fuse with his awareness.
This integration marked the Root Chakra lotus petal, and every cell in his body began to evolve in a miniscule amount little by little as these flames spread , causing his body to become more profound in strength and more sturdy than before he felt it.
He felt tremendous energy coursing through him, witnessing his own evolution as the fiery energy flowed like Chakra but was produced from scarlet flames within him.
The dark energies that are being absorbed in his navel area were turned into these hot scarlet flames, similar to his previous energy change of vital force being converted into Chakra energies within him.
Shivam had no clue what was happening within his body to cause such a reaction, but he felt a force at the center of his navel, different from the red Kundalini Optimizer Stone.
He saw that instead of a red emerald stone, which is a Kundalini Optimizer stone, it was a completely transparent, see-through stone, and within it lay something that surprised him—a One Faced Rudraksha. (One Mukhi Rudraksha)
This Rudraksha within the stone seemed to be the source of the conversion, transforming the sudden change of the stone into this new, completely transformed state, which looked to be an evolved state.
And how did he get Rudraksha into his body?
This Rudraksha was once on his neck, but it is now inside my body.
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**Author's Note:**
There are more twists and turns coming in the power structure of this world. Don't worry; I will detail everyone's understanding of power dynamics. As the narrative progresses, expect numerous surprises and unexpected developments . To fully appreciate the unfolding story and to avoid any shocks, I encourage all viewers and readers to add this NOVEL to your librarie to not get confused.