Chapter 15: When Gods Walk Among Men

Classified Research Facility – Nevada Desert, Present Day

The air crackled with an energy no one had ever encountered before. Scientists and soldiers alike stood frozen, their weapons aimed but their minds unsure.

Krishna—the Supreme Lord of Dwapara Yuga—had just stepped into their world.

General Thompson could barely hold himself together. The damn portal was shut. Nothing else was supposed to come through.

And yet, here He was.

Krishna's smile was calm, yet unnerving. The dim white lights of the facility flickered as if struggling to exist under his presence.

Dr. Evelyn Carter felt her legs go weak.

"We are looking at an entity beyond physics, beyond time," she whispered, her voice shaking.

Krishna's gaze turned toward Karna's containment chamber.

"My friend, you have wandered far from your battlefield." His voice was like the soft rumbling of thunder before a storm.

Karna stepped forward, his golden aura now visible to the human eye. The steel walls of his containment room trembled.

"Vasudeva... why have you come?" Karna's voice was sharp, but something in his eyes flickered—a mixture of resentment and relief.

Krishna sighed. "The wheel of dharma must keep turning. And you—you are its missing piece."

Thompson snapped back to reality. He wasn't about to let some mythological god waltz in and take their most important asset.

"I don't know who the hell you are, but you're not going anywhere with him," Thompson growled, raising his hand.

The next moment, every soldier in the room aimed their weapons at Krishna.

The Supreme Lord of Dwarka tilted his head slightly, as if amused.

"Ah. The mortals of the Kali Yuga. Ever so eager to wield fire against the divine."

Thompson clenched his jaw. "I don't give a damn who you are. We've got rules here, and no one walks in and takes a prisoner—"

Krishna raised a single finger.

The room went dark.

No warning. No transition. Just complete, absolute darkness.

The soldiers panicked. "What the hell?! Night vision—NOW!"

They fumbled for their gear, but before anyone could react—the darkness spoke.

Or rather, Krishna's voice echoed across the void.

"Your guns, your iron chariots, your knowledge… all mean nothing to time. You believe yourselves masters of war, and yet, in the face of true power… you are but children wielding sticks."

A single blip of golden light reappeared in the chamber. It was Karna—now floating in mid-air, his body pulsing with a power that no modern instrument could measure.

Krishna stepped forward. With each step, reality itself rippled.

"Come, Danveer Karna. It is time."

And with a simple wave of his hand, the glass walls of the containment chamber shattered—without a sound.