Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

As for Gavia, Krishna's feelings were conflicted. On the one hand, he genuinely considered Gavia a friend, but on the other hand, he felt that Gavia was acting this way because he was an incarnation of Vishnu. It was precisely this feeling that made Krishna care about Gavia, who only occasionally came to see him.

Although Gavial rarely appears openly before Krishna, his appearances are limited to Krishna being sent away, Krishna telling Radha to open his eyes, Krishna lifting up Mount Niu Zeng, or sometimes appearing as a shepherd boy to listen to Krishna's flute.

Time passed by, and dusk gradually fell. Krishna put away his flute, letting everyone who had listened understand that it was time for him to go home.

In that instant of retraction, Krishna glanced at Kalila, who was located on the Yamuna River. He had sensed long ago that Gavia, who had come to see him, carried the aura of a son of the sun god, probably a younger brother that Kalila herself did not know about. He guessed that the reason he was not here today was probably because he was over there.

Krishna smiled at this thought, and because it was an unconscious smile, everyone present stared in disbelief.

"Tomorrow is the ceremony held by King Gangsa. I will be unable to play the flute here for a long time. Please forgive me."

Krishna took a large step forward and spoke in a clear and melodious voice.

King Gangsha held the ceremony and specially invited Nanda's family because he had guessed from the deeds of Krishna that Krishna was the one who was prophesied to kill him, so he laid a trap to deal with Krishna and Dharama.

Krishna understood this, but he was not afraid, for King Gansha would surely pay the price for his tyranny.

After killing King Gansha, Krishna will invite his imprisoned grandfather to become king, and he himself will naturally become the prince of the Yaduktu.

……

Earlier in time, at the moment of sunrise, Gavia stood atop the mountain, and just as Krishna had thought, he was watching Karna, the son of the sun god, slide down the mountain.

Born as the son of the sun god, Karna naturally displayed exceptional talent from a young age and had an extraordinary affinity for the sun.

The reason Karna behaves this way every day at sunrise is entirely due to a chance encounter with Gavia when he was a child.

As the son of a coachman, Karna's status within the caste system was naturally indescribably low. Even though those around him were of the same social standing, Karna's naturally pale skin, the deep red slit at the corner of his eye, the sun-shaped earrings that jingled with the boy's gentle movements, and his silent act of cleaning his elderly father's dilapidated coachman made him a frequent target of ridicule and bullying among the neighborhood children.

But young Karna never took it to heart and simply continued doing what he was supposed to do.

Until one accident, Karna got lost. While trying to save the child who was teasing him, he accidentally fell off a cliff. Although he could hear the chirping of birds and the babbling of the stream, all he could see was the dense jungle. As the sky gradually darkened, the young child was worried about his parents and wanted to get home as soon as possible, but he couldn't find it, which inevitably made him anxious.

As time went on, Karna, who was still just a child, grew tired. He squatted down and buried his head in his knees, neither sobbing nor trembling, letting the 'darkness' known as silence lurk around him.

Just then, a voice came from behind—

"child."

A young man's voice echoed somewhat unreally from behind a large tree not far away, in the dense darkness.

Karna got up and followed the sound. Although it was the first time he had heard it, it felt so familiar. He then saw a light in the darkness that was completely different from the light of the sun. This made Karna's white hair and breathing a little messy with excitement. The soft light reflected from his golden armor flowed between the two of them.

“Let me take you home, Fujun.”

Karna couldn't quite remember what happened after that, but he did return home, putting his worried parents at ease.

as well as--

"Are you the sun?"

"why would you say so."

"Because you smell like the sun."

"No, I am not, but the sun is indeed watching you, watching everything in the world, whatever it may be."

"...Will we ever meet again?"

"of course."

"Thank you."

"In that case, let's compare ourselves to the sun. When the sun rises, let's see who is the fastest by competing with the light it spreads."

"I will."

After finishing these tasks each day, young Karna would return home to help his father repair the old car and help his mother wash clothes.

Today was no different. The laughter of the nearby children sounded somewhat distant to Karna, who was being targeted. With nothing else to do, he could only gently draw circles on the ground, clearing away the small stones blocking the ants' path.

"Fu Jun, come play!"

Upon hearing this, Karna looked up at the group of children who were about his age. Among them were girls who had always played with him, and children he had gradually become familiar with after apologizing for what happened. They were all his friends.

Because they were friends, Karna nodded and joined them.

According to the Mahabharata, Karna's wife was the child who lived with him there, and the two had a son named Nija.

……

The Kuru Dynasty, with its capital at Elephant City.

Drona, the guru of the Kuru and Pandavas, looked at his disciple Arjuna, who had come to him, with some confusion. But before he could ask, Arjuna respectfully spoke:

"Master, when I was alone, you once embraced me and said affectionately, 'I have no disciple who can surpass you.'"

But why is there someone who surpasses me? He is incredibly brave and is another of your disciples, the son of King Nishad.

Earlier, the princes of the Kuru and Pandavas went out hunting in their chariots. One of them grabbed a piece of a chariot and happened to come to the forest with the Pandavas, along with a dog.

While the princes were hunting, the dog spotted a dark-skinned Nishatta man in the forest, covered in mud and wearing a black deerskin coat. The dog barked wildly nearby, attracting the attention of all the princes. Then, the Nishatta man displayed perfect archery skills, killing the dog. His abilities far surpassed those of everyone present.

Then the princes asked him, "Who are you? Whose family do you belong to?"

"Heroes, please know that I am Duzhuo, son of King Nishadha Jin Gong, and a disciple of Drona. I am diligently practicing archery."

Du Zhuo answered in this way.

This is also why Arjuna came to Delona after his return.

After hearing Arjuna's words, Drona pondered for a moment, then nodded to Arjuna and disappeared from the scene.

When talking about the Mahabharata, one cannot help but mention the central figure, the divinely ordained hero Arjuna, whose birth was a divinely ordained act.

While loving my brothers, I am also loved by them.

While loving my parents, I am also loved by them.

While loving people, we are loved by people.

In the past, Kunti obeyed her husband Pandita's request and used magic to summon Yama, the god of the Dharma, and gave birth to a son named Ananda; she summoned the wind god and gave birth to a son named Bhujun; she summoned Indra, the god of the gods, and gave birth to a son named Arjuna. Kunti also summoned the two horse-child gods for Madhyamati and gave birth to a son named Ananda. These were Pandita's five sons.

"..."

After Derona left, Arjuna, with his dark skin and dressed in a long white robe, stood in the empty hall, holding his breath, seemingly unconcerned about the reason for Derona's departure.

Suddenly, Arjuna opened his eyes, his gaze indifferent.

"Do not come out, Krishna."

Where the divinely ordained hero saw, a dark shadow appeared, which then transformed into Arjuna's appearance, exactly the same.

In the Type-Moon universe, Arjuna's second personality, "Black," is referred to as Krishna. Of course, this Krishna is not the same person as Vishnu's eighth avatar, Krishna; they just share the same name.

In the original setting, because of the existence of this second personality, Arjuna, after becoming a Heroic Spirit, passed on all the despicable things he had done to Arjuna, such as killing Karna, who was powerless to resist.

"You should know quite well what Derona is going to do."

"Black" said to Arjuna with a grin.

"This is all your fault, get out of my heart!"

Arjuna, abandoning his usual indifference, became enraged.

Arjuna naturally understood what Drona was going to do, because Drona had promised him that in the future, this Prince of Nishada would definitely be inferior to him. No matter what methods his teacher used, as long as he was the strongest... that was enough.

Arjuna then directed this despicable thought entirely at his second personality, 'Black'.

Even the 'black' character seemed indifferent as he admitted:

"So what? So what if I'm despicable? That's normal. Admit it boldly, I am you, Arjuna, and I've always been with you."

"Get out, get out, go to hell! Stop bewitching me, Duzhuo, forgive me..."

Despite his verbal resistance, Arjuna couldn't stop a wicked smile from creeping onto his face.

In the grand hall where the divinely ordained hero resided, amidst the magnificent surroundings, the statue of Gavia, the revered god of the Himalayas, seemed to be watching over everything concerning Arjuna.

Later, just as Arjuna had predicted, Drona left to find the Nishada prince.

"Master!"

Just as Drona was looking at Prince Duzha of Nissa, who was covered in mud, with his long hair tied up, dressed in rags, and holding a bow and arrow, Duzha, seeing Drona approaching, immediately grabbed Drona's feet, kowtowed to the ground, and then announced that he was Drona's disciple, standing before Drona with his hands clasped together.

"Duzhuo, if you were my apprentice, what would you give me?"

Duzhuo was pleased to hear De Rona's words.

Because he did not actually become De Rona's apprentice, he was rejected due to his identity, but Du Zhuo was unwilling to give up. He sculpted De Rona's image out of clay and became De Rona's apprentice in his heart, studying martial arts on his own. He was an invisible master.

Now that De Rona has said this, how could Du Zhuo, who has long admired De Rona, not be excited?

So he said happily:

“What can I offer you, sir? Please instruct me, Master! There is nothing I cannot give to you, Master. You are a master of the sacred texts!”

Looking at the sincere smile of the Dolce, who treated him so well even before becoming a true disciple, Deronna finally knelt down and kissed his soul, asking for nothing in return, regardless of origin. And he was going to ruin Arjuna's future for Arjuna's sake...

But thinking of the true Dharma, Drona did not consider his actions to be contrary to the true Dharma, since Sotapanna was a Shudra.

This solidified De Rona's resolve. He took a deep breath, his expression one of inner turmoil, and spoke slowly and deliberately to Du Zhuo:

"Give me your right thumb."

Upon hearing this, Du Zhuo, with his eyes wide open, could not believe that De Rona was asking for his right thumb.

After all, once he lost his right thumb, even if he could still shoot arrows, he wouldn't be able to shoot them like before. In fact, considering all the circumstances, Duzhuo didn't really need to listen to De Rona's words, because he only took the De Rona in his mind as his teacher, not the real De Rona.

"I……"

However, matching his unparalleled talent was an equally honest and pure soul. In the campfire light that seemed poised to devour his arrows at any moment, he smiled somewhat helplessly, yet still with a hint of joy.

"Your life—"

"fart!"

Before Du Zhuo could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice that suddenly rang out from the side.

Unlike the bewildered Du Zhuo, De Rona, who was extremely familiar with the voice, frowned slightly.

"The Wooden Pillar King?"

"...Ha, you filthy beggar, I never thought you could be so shameless."

The person who appeared was King Wood Pillar, a fellow disciple of Drona, and the father of the Black Princess who married Arjuna's five brothers.

The two were once very close, and Muju promised that after he inherited the throne, he would give Derona his kingdom and wealth. Later, Muju returned to his country to inherit the throne. Derona also married Merciful, and they had a son named Masi.

When Axe-wielding Rama was giving alms to the Brahmins, Drona arrived late, and the alms had already been given away. So Axe-wielding Rama gave him all the treasures.

Subsequently, De Rona went to pay his respects to King Wood Pillar. Unexpectedly, King Wood Pillar, deeming their current status and wealth mismatched, turned his back on him as a friend.

In a fit of anger, Drona went to Elephant City and became a martial arts instructor for the Kuru and Pandavas.

It can be said that the two have now gone from being good brothers to being mortal enemies.

What brings you here?

What business is it of yours how I conduct myself?

When faced with De Rona's question, the Wooden Stake King scoffed and then looked at Du Zhuo, "Kid, don't listen to De Rona. I have something to tell you. Come with me."

"Wait, what do you intend to do to my disciple?"

"disciple?"

King Wood Pillar laughed, "Hey, you stinking beggar, aren't your disciples the same few? It's a bit ridiculous to still be bringing this up now."

After all, in the original Mahabharata, Drona took Arjuna with him, and after Drona cut off his finger, he wrote that Arjuna was overjoyed.

"...I'm sorry, King Wooden Pillar, I appreciate your kindness, but I cannot—"

Before Du Zhuo could finish refusing, a black-blue flame emanated from the Wood Pillar King, enveloping the two of them, and they vanished in an instant.

Such speed was too fast for even Delona, ​​who possessed numerous magical treasures, to react to; he could only sense the aura of an Asura from this aura.

"Wood Pillar, you... have fallen so low as to join forces with Ashura..."

……

"My lord, I have brought the person."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your help. You can go now."

"Yes."

Distracted, Duzhuo opened his eyes and saw a seemingly leisurely blond girl and the departing Wooden Pillar King.