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Chapter 692 Extra: Rama's Journey to the West, the Other God Descends and Abducts Sita!

The Brahma world is infinitely numerous.

Since Indra and Brahman became one, the many worlds separated and returned to their original state.

But one day, the light of Maya suddenly changed, as if some great being had descended and collided and merged with the original Maya world.

A story of a journey to the west was born.

……

Ayodhya.

Since Rama defeated Ravana the Ten-Headed and rescued his beloved wife Sita from the Rakshasa, peace was restored to the world, and the earth gradually returned to tranquility.

But beneath this peace, undercurrents are surging.

“Sita was defiled in the city of the Rakshasa!”

"She is an impure person!"

"She is not worthy to be our queen!"

……

Rumors and gossip spread among the people of Ayodhya.

"Who is spouting nonsense, daring to slander Sita's fidelity and defame my brother's reputation!"

"I'm going to kill them!"

Roshman grabbed the large bow behind him and turned around angrily, but a powerful hand landed on his shoulder like Mount Sumeru, stopping Roshman in his tracks.

"elder brother?!"

Roshman turned around and looked at the owner of the large hand in surprise.

His brother, Rama.

Rama was majestic, with eyes as black as jewels, hair curled like ocean waves, and a golden crown on his head that shone with the brilliance of the sun.

"younger brother!"

"Don't act impulsively. The people are being misled by rumors. Don't hurt them; you should comfort them."

Rama's Path.

Roshman was startled.

“Brother, this is useless. If words are not restrained, they will eventually lose their original form and become more and more dangerous as they are spread. Brother, I don’t understand your reason for doing this. Do you doubt Sita?”

Roshman said.

"No!"

“I have never doubted Sita. I love her as much as I love myself. She is my life. If it were me in the past, I would have taken Sita away from Ayodhya and back to the forest. But as a king, I have the responsibilities of a king. I must stay here to protect my people.”

Rama's Path.

"elder brother."

“According to Adira, your thinking is purely mechanical.”

Roshman said.

He could see the pain in his brother's heart; his brother was trapped by responsibility and unable to act according to his own wishes.

His brother's suffering made him unhappy, and it caused him pain as well.

The two talked in the palace.

Suddenly, a rustling sound rang out.

"who!"

Roshman let out a low growl, instinctively drew his bow and nocked an arrow, which shot out with lightning speed.

call out!
The arrow flew past and embedded itself in the golden pillar.

Rama frowned and stepped forward. He grabbed the arrow, looked at the soft strands of hair on the arrowhead, and ran his fingers over them, feeling a familiar sensation.

"This is Sita's hair!"

Rama turned and immediately chased after Sita.

Sita's hair cascaded down her back, and she wore a golden-red sari. Her delicate bare feet leaped up, and as she ran, she resembled a golden ray of light, passing through a garden full of vibrant colors.

"I am the Queen of Ayodhya!"

"A kingdom cannot have a tainted reputation, nor can it have a queen with a tainted reputation."

"I cannot let Rama suffer!"

Sita said.

Her hair was like shredded silk, and her dark, jewel-like eyes revealed a sorrowful expression as she looked down at the ground beneath her feet.

"O earth!"

“I was born from the earth, and now I ask the earth to swallow me and return me to the earth!” Sita prayed, clasping his hands together.

She decided to commit suicide!
Rumble!
At that moment, as she prayed, the earth shook violently, and a huge fissure suddenly opened up, with countless flowers falling into it.

Rama saw Sita standing on the edge of the fissure in the earth, seemingly about to step into it.

"Sido, come back!"

Rama shouted.

boom!
But at that moment, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, accompanied by a loud laugh, and Sita was instantly swept into the sky.

"Hahaha!"

“Beautiful woman from another world, your beauty is intoxicating. You possess the beauty of Aphrodite, the purity of Hestia, and the maternal instinct of Gaia.”

"Be my woman!"

A bolt of lightning struck, instantly engulfing Sita.

At this moment, Sita was startled.

But she had experienced a similar situation before, and even though she was shocked and frightened, she did not lose her wisdom and rationality.

"You lustful scoundrel who covets beautiful women!"

"You actually kidnapped me, trying to separate me from my husband! I curse you!"

I curse you! I curse you! I curse you!

"If you dare to touch me and defile my chastity, your genitals will disappear and turn into Hijras."

A series of curses came from Sita's mouth.

Hijras, which means eunuch!

what!
Accompanied by a vicious curse, the majestic figure within the lightning bolt felt the curse binding him. He was indeed cursed. He was startled at first, and then, feeling it would be a pity to throw Sita away, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and carried Sita westward.

Rama was furious.

He drew his bow and nocked an arrow; the enraged Vinaka bow shone brightly, and the Brahma treasure gleamed, radiating a light powerful enough to destroy the world.

call out!
The arrow collided with a massive bolt of lightning and vanished into nothingness.

"All beautiful women belong to me. If you want to find her, come to the West to find me!"

Amidst the exploding lightning, Sita's figure vanished.

"elder brother!"

Lakshmana and Brahma arrived.

Rama was in pain and anger.

“Sita is my other half. We have finally been reunited. How can I stand by and watch her be taken away again? How can we be separated again?”

"I must leave Ayodhya and find Sita!"

He grabbed his crown and threw it into Brahma's arms.

"Brother, I'll go with you!"

Roshman immediately replied.

“He is more powerful than Ravana, a more terrifying being than Ravana. Lakshmana, my brother, I am worried about your safety. You should stay in Ayodhya!”

"Hanuman!"

Rama then called upon his great comrade-in-arms, Hanuman.

Wow!
In an instant, a giant monkey, accompanied by a gust of wind, descended from the sky, its feet landing on the ground and causing the earth to tremble.

He was covered in fur, with his tail held high and his cheeks swollen red.

Hanuman, son of the wind god!

He possesses many blessings, including immense strength, a body as hard as a vajra, the ability to control the wind, and a large pestle in his hand.

"Om~ Rama!"

“I sensed your sadness, pain, and anger, so I came all the way here. What happened?”

Hanuman clasped his hands together and looked at Rama with concern.

“Sita has been kidnapped.”

"Let's chase!"

As Rama spoke, he leaped up and landed on Hanuman's shoulder, pointing westward.

Upon hearing this, Hanuman was furious. He leaped up and rode the wind, heading in the direction Rama had indicated.

"How dare they kidnap the mistress!"

Hanuman was furious.

(End of this chapter)