Chapter 85 - Stabbed In Heart.

Ch- 84

Bhairava felt like he got transported into a new world. The door he entered was about to disappear. He tried to run away from it but a voice said, "Everything is in your mind," 

Only then he realized that because he got distracted, his soul sucked away. He didn't care whatever was happening to him. But he was sure it hurt him. He tried to use his soul energy to break the black hole. But no matter what he did, he couldn't get it. 

Then he remembered his woman's words. "Use the thing that you are trying to replenish," he thought there was something more to it.

He replenished soul energy. He can feel that from his bones. But why was it not breaking? He thought as hard as possible. The longer he thought, the deeper he went inside the Black Hole. Taking him far away from the door. He could no longer see the door, it was just a dot to him. 

Suddenly a thought stuck in his mind, about using soul energy and the energy he gained now from the magical tree. Bhairava closed his eyes as he sat in the padmasana in the air. He used his soul energy and other forms along with the dark energy he gained earlier. Bhairava felt his skin was peeling off from his body. He knew blood was flowing from every pore of his body. But he was not in the state of caring about it. He does not want to stick here forever. Even when he felt he was going to die from the pain, he didn't give a damn and solely focused on the only thing he was in. He almost fell for an illusion where Raudramuki came alive and stabbed his heart with a sword, but he knew he was imagining and brought himself out from the trance. It took him ten months to get out of the place. Finally, he came out of the black hole. And after he came, he noticed the dark energy was completely wiped out. Now he has to get off this damn very pure place. Again, he knew what to do. But it's harder than getting out of the place than the black hole. 

Because this place filled with positive energy and his energy was not helping anymore. While back then it was only the dark energy! So when he used his positive energy it fought with the dark energy, then it fired it back! But now it's completely positive energy. 

At that he heard something "Kula Guru, this is what you mean you said too much of anything leads to doom?" That was his sister's voice. 

"You know the answers already. Don't ask me again," he heard his Kula Guru's voice. 

"Does it mean he is dead?" Bhairava heard his sister asking their Kula Guru. 

And he no longer heard their voices. 

Does that mean everyone was thinking he was dead?

He will not let that happen. Bhairava could sense the sadness in his sister's voice. 

Bhairava has to go back no matter what. 

And he remembered the same word of his sister saying, too much of everything leads to doom! 

Then he would try to use more positive energy than the place that he has. He will break the defenses he has to get out of here. 

Two years passed. Every day he was in great pain. Even though Bhairava was in great pain, he didn't seem to care about it. He was exhausted by trying to get out of this damned place. Whenever blood comes out of his body, it cleans it off on its own and the clothes never get dirty. He thought maybe it was the effect of this pure place. It took a great tool to get back the energy he lost. But he never gave up. 

'This is just an illusion created by that tree. Even if it takes centuries, I will try hard to get out of this place! Ahhhhh!!! I will live for the people who love me and needs!' he thought and released all the energy he has. He was sure now that the more hurt he received, the more ease he was in it. Today, either life or death, he would get out by giving all his. But he wouldn't be reckless enough to lose his life. 

Bhairava stood up from his position. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he shouted as he let his all internal, external, and soul energy out towards the sky. This time, instead of releasing the energy from his hands, he released it from his body. His entire body glowed with the divine gold color. He looked like a burning volcano as he let the energy out. In a tiny time, his body grew tired. But he didn't let it collapse because he saw a small crack in the sky. 

"A bit more! Hold on!" he encouraged himself saying that. The weaker his body turns, the larger the crack appears. At a certain point, his energy release thinned, leading to the sky closing the crack by a small amount. Bhairava cursed himself for being reckless. He didn't dare to sway even for a second. 

"Ahhhhh!" he shouted and increased the intensity of energy release. He spits out a mouth full of blood from his mouth, staining his body. His blood mixed with the energy. The blood beads formed earlier when he was receiving energy from the tree got excited. They separated from his neck, leaving a bruise on it. He felt his energy release was not enough. He looked at which part of his body was not releasing energy, but he found almost all parts were releasing energy. 

But his eyes were not releasing energy! That was when he started concentrating on releasing the energy from his eyes. He realized one thing from this place. That way one should have a concentration in significant amounts. 

A tear rolled down from both of his eyes as he released energy. His body was reaching its end. The blood beads calmed down and again settled back around his neck. 

"Sister! I realized how much concentration plays its role here!" he muttered. With that, he closed his eyes for a second and retracted his energy for five seconds. After he opened his eyes and burst the total energy out from his body! Blood started flowing out of his nine holes. Every pore was releasing blood. A tear rolled out of him because of the heavy release of energy. The beads which were given by his woman, and the blood beads, combined with his energy, created a heavy collision, and the energy he burst bursted three times heavier when they reached the sky. 

The sky cracked out with a loud rumbling, creating the steps. Even though Bhairava's body was at the stage of collapsing, he ran forward to climb the steps. The moment he stepped on the steps, a timer started. It was like a sand clock, but instead of sand; he saw it filled with white smoke. It means he needs to get out of the place before the timer ends. The clock was as big as the height of ten men! He looked like an ant in front of it. He ran as much as he could. But while climbing, he tried to use his powers to appear in front of the steps, but that only resulted in him being kicked out of the stairs. He appeared in front of the first step again. Bhairava also noticed the timer shrank a bit, and he was left with less time. He ran over the steps to climb faster and the steps started from the ground to the sky. There were many steps. He felt he may not make it given the amount they were. But he closed his eyes and remembered his sister's saddened voice. He increased his pace. There was no obstacle, but as he climbed higher, he felt his lungs were going to burst out soon because of the lack of oxygen. His throat was drying. His thirst was for damn sake. But he could only hold on. But as he reached higher, his thirst was increasing. His lungs were having huge discomfort. And the time was decreasing. He has no choice but to hold on and increase the pace. Bhairava was afraid he may not make it alive to the end, but he needed to try until he collapsed. He increased pace. There were fifty more steps to reach the door, but there was no time! He ran at the top of his speed. The clock was about to vanish as it filled. The door was closing he ran towards the door just when there was a small gap left he slid his body out of it. After he returned, he relieved a sigh. He noticed his body was disappearing bit by bit. By the time he realized he appeared in his world. He tried to stay awake when he came back, but he felt something was forcing him to close his eyes. 

When he appeared back in his world, the veins which were calmed down got excited by his presence. It excited them to their maximum limit; they shot upwards to the sky and tangled together, forming into the shape of a sword. The sword directly stabbed into his heart. Something passed all over his body. It was like magic. But his complete body glowed with the divine light. His head heated higher than boiling point precisely to the point of the volcano. A trident shape can be seen on his head, which was glowing brightly, overpowering everything. The sword which was stabbed in his heart removed. The trident shape on his head covered his intact body and healed him! 

After a few minutes, he directly dropped onto the ground. 

Shakti was speechless!

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