Breaking the Restriction

As Arjun and his friends explored the vast Gurukul of Vindhya, discovering the world of cultivation, far away in the small village of Gokul, a man sat cross-legged inside a simple wooden hut.

His name was Pandu, and to the villagers, he was just another ordinary man—a kind father who lived a quiet life. But if they knew the truth, if they had any idea about the power he had hidden for the past ten years, they would tremble in fear.

His eyes were shut, his breathing deep and controlled, his entire body surrounded by an invisible pressure. Though nothing moved in the room, the very air seemed heavy, as if it carried the weight of something immensely powerful.

Inside his body, a battle had been raging for ten long years—a battle against the seals and restrictions placed upon his cultivation.

For a decade, he had struggled, unable to break free.

But something changed recently.

Something about Arjun's awakening had weakened the shackles binding his cultivation.

And today… it was time to break free.

Pandu's breathing slowed, his focus deepening. He could feel it—the final layer of restriction, the last shackle holding him back.

He pressed his palms together, circulating his energy, forcing it through the weak points of the seal.

A faint cracking sound echoed inside his body.

Then another.

And another.

The restriction, which had been unbreakable for ten years, was crumbling.

His muscles tensed. The air around him shimmered, as if reality itself was distorting under his presence.

Then—

BOOM!

An invisible shockwave rippled from his body, shaking the hut, causing the wooden walls to creak under the sudden pressure.

For a brief moment, the entire village of Gokul seemed to hold its breath. The birds in the trees flew away in fear, and even the animals in the forests froze, sensing something unfathomable had just awakened.

Then, just as suddenly, it was gone.

Pandu opened his eyes, and for a split second, they glowed with golden light before returning to their usual calm, deep brown.

His aura was perfectly restrained once more. To anyone looking from the outside, he was still just an ordinary man.

But he knew the truth.

The seal was broken.

His cultivation—which had been forcibly suppressed for a decade—was now fully restored.

And it wouldn't just return to what it once was.

It would soar even higher.

Pandu stood up, his mind filled with memories. The past he had buried. The love he had lost. The power that had been stolen from him.

He sighed and walked to the corner of the room. There, hidden beneath a wooden floorboard, lay an old wooden chest.

Slowly, he pulled it out and placed it on the table. Dust covered its surface, showing how long it had been untouched.

He ran a hand over the lid before finally opening it.

Inside, wrapped in fine silk, was a bow.

Not just any bow.

Her bow.

Pandu's fingers trembled as he touched it, remembering the woman who had once entrusted it to him.

"You chose a bow, my dear…" he whispered, his voice filled with emotions.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

She had been taken from him.

Her family had never accepted him.

His own family had placed a restriction on him—fearing her family's power.

But now, things were different.

And everything would change once Arjun grew strong.

Pandu looked at the bow, then smiled faintly.

"I will leave in two years," he murmured to himself. "Until then, I will watch over Arjun… and when the time is right, I will give him this."

His fingers tightened around the bow.

"If he can lift it… then it belongs to him."

"If he cannot… then that's fine too."

He gazed out the small window of his hut, staring at the distant mountains beyond the village.

There was a storm coming.

A storm that would shake the entire world of cultivation.

And at its center… was his son.

Arjun.

Pandu's lips curled into a rare smile.

"You would be proud," he whispered softly. "Our Arjun… he's becoming a fine young man. His cultivation talent is even greater than yours."

He clenched his fists.

"For ten years, I endured. For ten years, I let them think I was broken."

"But that time is over."

His power was returning.

And soon… the entire cultivation world would remember his name.

And when the time came, he would stand before the woman he had lost and say—

"I have come for you."