Chapter 7: Denjesaru Shows Om the Truth

A great war once raged between the gods of heaven and the demons.

And in that war—we, the demons—were defeated.

As punishment, the gods cast us down.

Stripped of our powers, we were hurled to Earth.

Our sentence: to wander for ages, without form, without strength.

200 million years ago...

The night sky was deep, dark, and utterly still.

The stars hung silent in the heavens.

The jungle lay in eerie quiet—only the soft rustling of cold wind could be heard.

Then…

A corner of the sky lit up.

A blazing red fireball—engulfed in flames—ripped through the heavens, falling rapidly toward Earth.

The wind howled. Trees bent. Herds of animals scattered into the shadows.

The fireball struck the ground.

Soil, stone, and trees exploded into the air.

A massive crater was left behind.

Millions of years later...

That crater became a cavern.

And above it grew a strange tree—black, unnatural, soaked in a dreadful aroma.

Beneath that tree slept a seed—

A seed of rage, of darkness, of ancient hatred.

And one day... a girl found that cave.

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A royal army rode through the jungle—horses exhaling white breath in the cold.

Leading them was a grand chariot, decorated in gold—within sat King Virendra Singh and his 21-year-old son, Prince Aarav.

But the journey met an obstacle—

A flood had submerged their usual path.

Commander: "My King, the way ahead is blocked."

King: "Find another path. We will cross through this jungle."

Soon after…

The army stopped beneath a strange tree.

It looked different from all others—dark, ancient, and... unnerving.

King: "We'll rest here for a while."

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Near the tree was a small village—huts surrounded by fields.

The soldiers needed space... and a show of dominance.

They attacked.

Flames, screams, rivers of blood.

Men were forced into the army.

Women and children—enslaved.

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Prince Aarav was drunk—with victory, with power... and with lust.

His eyes fell on a girl—innocent, beautiful, trembling.

Prince: "Bring her to my tent."

The soldiers dragged her inside.

She screamed.

But the wild forest swallowed her voice.

That night...

The fate of the world was about to change.

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Everyone slept.

But the girl remained awake—burning with pain, rage, and fire in her soul.

She held a small knife.

In one moment—it was in her hand...

And in the next—in the prince's chest.

The tent turned red with blood.

The prince fell—never to rise again.

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She ran—through bushes and thorns.

The alarm sounded.

"Catch her! She killed the prince!"

She was exhausted. Bleeding. Struggling to breathe.

Then she saw it—

The same black tree. The cave beneath it.

Without thinking, she entered.

Darkness.

Cold water.

Silence.

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[Inside the Cave | The Ancient Lake]

There was something in the water.

Something alive. Ancient. Waiting to awaken.

As soon as her body sank into the water...

Something entered her.

Something locked away for millions of years.

Her bones cracked. Lightning surged through her blood.

That girl... became a goddess.

Not born of peace—

But a deity forged from pain and hatred.

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[Slaughter]

She emerged.

Destroyed the entire camp.

King, soldiers—all reduced to dust.

Like leaves in a storm.

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We tried to control the power that had awakened within her...

But her will was stronger than ours.

That day... we awakened too.

But without bodies—only as spirits.

The goddess ruled.

The world bowed before her.

She spared only one tribe.

But all stories must end.

And so did hers.

Thousands of years passed.

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Even now, the jungle held the silent memory of her divine rage.

And there, in the same place, lived a small tribe.

Until one day...

The sound of drums echoed.

A small British troop entered the heart of the jungle.

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[Village Attack]

Gunfire.

Fields burned.

Ancient temples crumbled.

Only a few villagers remained—those who knew the truth about the goddess.

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[The Forbidden Tree]

The British soldiers reached the black tree.

Between its roots lay a cave—an open mouth of soil, black and rotten.

Cold wind and a foul, ancient smell wafted out.

Commander: "Go check what's inside."

The first soldier entered.

Two minutes later... a scream.

Then—silence.

The second went in.

Then the third.

The fourth.

The fifth.

All of them vanished.

And then...

I come out.

Denjesaru: "Thank you... for awakening me.

Now take me to your leaders. I have demands."

Commander: "Why should I listen to a filthy demon like you"

Denjesaru revealed his true power.

The entire army was annihilated—

All but the commander.

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And so...

A contract was made between us.

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[Present Day]

Denjesaru turns to Om and says:

"Our army is ready.

We will rise again—

And take heaven from the gods."

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