Facing the drops of rain, thunder from the heavens, a boy sitting across the piles of dead bodies screaming and roaring.
The stench of blood was fresh as it dripped onto the ground from the flesh that was in both hands. He recognized the body; she was his mother, lying on his hands without any clothes.
He took off his clothes and covered the body with the clothes.
Tears dropped from his eyes continuously as he searched his big sister from his eyes. Finally, he found a body covered in blood and a knife in its hand lying in the middle of the corpses.
He cried," Sister, can you hear me, see I had come to see you."
But the surrounding remains silent, only the drops of rain meeting with the earth and thunderous roar of lightning can be heard. Thunder rumbled in the clouds as he held his head high, staring into the sky. The dark clouds started to gather right above his body as drops of water dripped from the heavens.
He roars while facing the sky.
"Who did this? What happened here?
Alone in the long-lasting night, a 19-year old boy, Kabir Mishra, sobbed half night.
Suddenly, he heard a low breathing sound when he stopped crying; he was alarmed. Kabir looks around his surroundings, and after tracing the sound, he runs fast enough there.
"Uncle Sam, can you hear me," he cried out.
Opening one of his eyes with his full strength, sam looks around, finally fixing his eyes towards Kabir. Blood color tears start coming out from his eyes. He cried,
"Kabir, Finally, you come,"
"Yes, uncle, I have come, but I was late," Kabir cried.
"Sorry, Kabir, I was not able to protect your mother and sister; they were too stron.. fo.. me, Sam said with broken words.
"Uncle, tell me what happened when I was away," Kabir cried.
"No, kabi.. you have to live for us; you can't provoke them."
"Uncle, tell me, even if the gods were involved, I will butcher them." Kabir angrily roared.
Hearing this, Sam was stunned; It was known to everyone that Kabir was a candidate in the holy church of the time and a devoted follower of the god of time and space.
After some courage, he said with tearful eyes," Your mother has been brutally raped by the young master of Saswata clan in front of saswata clan guards while trying to protect her daughter, but unfortunately, your sister killed herself with a knife."
Unexpectedly he died after completing his last word, knife.
Kabir was shocked; the young master of the Saswata clan, Alex, was his friend and the ruler of Bakiya village.
As he listened, he started laughing.
"Haha, good, very good, Alex, haha, I was a fool who trusted someone easily by their sweet words."
"Why, why, god? I was born as a kind person in this world, where the world is full of fake ones. Where someone smiles too much with you can sometime frown too much with you at your back."
He continued while roaring," I was a fool in my whole life."
Facing the gods in heaven by lifting his head upwards, he declared," Gods, you are incapable of raising your subjects, now this world needs a destroyer, a calamity. I have to teach your subjects, In the lack of your presence."
"From this day onward, Kabir had departed from this world and an asura born,"
"I will become an Asura who wreaks havoc on heaven and earth."
"No one can withhold the asura wrath's even if the gods will perish if they come in my way."
While saying these words, red color flames come out of his eyes. His black hair starts moving backward, dancing like a snake. His handsome and devilish face now can be noticed.
From this day, the Sincromas world will experience asura wraths where no one knows when they could die.
This day, a disaster was born, who would decide and control the fate of many peoples.
"God of Asura, Kabira"
The szaswata clan doesn't know what they have done. But soon, they will know.
After 1000 years, there will be a saying in every house in the Sincromas world, "May the forces of evil asura become confused on the way to our home."
Evil begins when you begin to treat people as things and toys.
(Author note: Asura - a member of a class of divine beings in the Vedic period, which in Indian mythology tends to be evil and in Zoroastrianism are benevolent.)
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[System prompt]
[System awakened from it's shut down]
[Supreme Human System 1.1 is ready ]
After 1 hour, Kritos heard a pleasant voice, excited to see which secrets this book holds.
Placing his hands towards the ancient book, he again heard a pleasant voice,
[Ding...]
[Sensing death law]
[An ancient language detected]
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[T҉ h҉ e҉ b҉ o҉ o҉ k҉ s҉ w҉ a҉ s҉ w҉ r҉ i҉ t҉ t҉ e҉ n҉ b҉ y҉ G҉ o҉ d҉ o҉ f҉ d҉ e҉ s҉ t҉ r҉ u҉ c҉ t҉ i҉ o҉ n҉ a҉ n҉ d҉ d҉ e҉ a҉ t҉ h҉ ,҉ l҉ o҉ r҉ d҉ s҉ h҉ i҉ v҉ a҉ ,҉ f҉ o҉ r҉ h҉ i҉ s҉ d҉ i҉ s҉ c҉ i҉ p҉ l҉ e҉ R҉udra t҉ o҉ c҉ u҉ l҉ t҉ i҉ v҉ a҉ t҉ e҉ h҉ i҉ s҉ b҉ o҉ d҉ y҉ ]
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[The books was written by God of destruction and death, lord Shiva, for his disciple Rudra to cultivate his body]
[Pseudo God ranked body cultivation: **********]
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