Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Therefore, 'David, who escaped from prison' is a rebellion against Brahman and also a symbol of a great 'future'.

"I agree to join you in the rebellion."

As night fell, the twelfth generation of David, who had fallen asleep, heard a certain sound.

Soon he felt the world around him ripple and tremble. For a moment the colors in his eyes became vibrant, then turned pale. Everything became so bright that the radiance overshadowed everything.

The next moment, the twelfth generation David saw a group of people whose faces were blurred and indistinct, like faded oil paintings, but from their appearance and attire, it was not difficult to tell that they were all of low caste or untouchables.

A silver-haired man stood before them, and the crowd listened to him speak.

The twelfth generation David could not hear what he was saying, but he could feel a kind of 'love' emanating from him, which washed over everyone like a warm wave.

Soon, the twelfth generation Davidia saw a farmer in chains crawling before the man, desperately reaching out his hands in pleading.

The man removed the chains from the farmer, helped him to his feet, and handed him a sword.

This act contained love; the twelfth generation Davidia had felt this way once, but had long forgotten when.

This love asks for nothing; it is boundless, pure, and its touch is incredibly soft, like a hand wiping away a child's tears.

He didn't know how much time had passed; the man was now all alone, his audience vanished like shadows. He reached out to the still-present twelfth generation David, and said with a smile:

"Hello."

"You, you are the first generation—"

Gazing into those blue eyes and those silver hairs, the twelfth generation Davidia murmured unconsciously.

No, I am not.

Gavia shook her head. "They just mistook him for me because I removed his shackles and gave him a sword. So they want to remove the sword and put the shackles back on."

"Just because of this reason, so many people, including myself, have been deceived..."

“I’m sorry, but just like they were before me, I will say to you who have my name on you, ‘Do you suffer because you are David, or because you are called David?’ Don’t rush to answer.”

This Gavia is merely a part of Gavia's will that is still in the 'room' confronting the Supreme Bhadra himself. Previously, in order to completely dismantle his will to resist, the Supreme Bhadra sent his will into the world as the King of Righteousness, Banda. This is why the gods have not appeared since the Battle of Kuja, because they were busy dealing with the Banda sent by the Supreme Bhadra.

Having understood this, Gavia also devoted his will to the world.

However, Banda chose the heavens and the earth of the gods, while Gavia chose the world of humans.

"...If that's the case, why don't you appear in person? With your power, we will surely—"

"Because the real future is the activity of all the people here realizing their true value, breaking the shackles they feel they must submit to others, breaking down all barriers. This is the real beginning. It is not that I must have my will, but that you must have yours."

"When you encounter something that makes you feel wronged, and at the same time discover that what's binding you is a distorted world, you must stand up and correct this distortion." This is what I've always thought, and this is what I hope for.

Then, Gavia laughed.

"I am incredibly fortunate to have witnessed the birth of a free will passed down through generations in this false reincarnation. All I can do now is to become a beacon of hope to illuminate your lonely and cruel journey. May your courage be with the stars of the universe."

"Please tell me your name, you've suffered for so long..."

"But that's not important."

In the blink of an eye, Gavia's figure had disappeared in front of David, and in another blink of an eye, the sky outside had brightened.

The twelfth generation David glanced out of his cell window at the slums outside the prison, a sight he had long since grown weary of.

A gentle breeze caressed their faces, and the crowd, persecuted by the rigid hierarchical system, was filled with the cry of 'Survive!'

"Goodbye...no..."

Facing the radiance, the twelfth generation David shook his head.

"It's not goodbye."

I.

we.

this world.

"It's only just beginning."

Gradually, he escaped from prison along with the people who were rebelling against caste, and they ran towards the rising sun.

And so, one step, two steps, three steps... laughing, shouting, carrying, dragging, full of persistence and hope, they raced wildly toward the distant, gradually setting sun.

When it collides with the injustices of the world, it produces the distant sound of drums.

A hoarse laugh mingles with the punishment bestowed by fate, and a free spirit roams the earth, heading towards the future.

The darkness could not catch them, for there were still stars and the sun's light in the sky.

But it doesn't matter if there is no light in the sky.

In this pitch-black world, there is still light that shines as lamps, witnessing their burning passion.

Under the countless rays of sunlight, these people's figures shone even brighter.

It is unclear when, but people began to call the nameless statue of their leader, the great sinner David, sculpted from clay "Gavia," who was said to be a god who guarded the world's misfortunes and suffering in the sacred Himalayas.

Since then, the name of the idol has never been changed.

There will never be another. There will never be another.

……

In the 'room' that encompassed the universe, for a fleeting moment, the High Brahman sensed that some of the universes that should obey him were completely still, even emitting a strange color as if they were burning with flames.

The Supreme Brahma was very puzzled by this.

Gavia, who was confronting him, replied with a tone of 'That's good!'

"Since the world's happiness is created by everyone, then everyone will take action, right?"

A hero who saves everything alone is both lucky and tragic.

"You didn't even notice? Look, they're already flying over—that's the flame that defeated you."

The silver-haired youth, unarmed and completely unguarded, grinned.

What did he mean by that? The Highest Brahma pondered—

"This, this is..."

He finally realized it.

Within the myriad universes of the room, tiny, glittering rays, finer than a hair, gradually emerged, intertwining and coalescing into a massive flame that scorched the darkness, turning it into daylight.

The next second—

The intense, scorching sound directly drowned out the cosmic chanting of the Supreme Brahma.

"How foolish, Gavia. I don't know what you're doing or what you're planning to do, to try to influence the world through creatures as insignificant as dust. But you're wrong. They are too powerless. Only beings filled with power can have any influence."

The faint lights coalesced and gave birth to a tremendous radiance. The High Brahman had already understood this, but He had only one question.

Why would the universes within these 'rooms' dare to defy them?

Because one doesn't even need to lift a finger; a single thought is enough to utterly crush it.

"That won't happen."

Gavia bluntly denied all of the High Brahman's claims, gazing at him with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"Your countdown to destruction has begun, Supreme Brahman."

……

The Indian Age of Gods, in the heavens and earth where gods and asuras still exist.

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?"

In the Ocean of Milk, the most beautiful goddess of India, Moses, looked at Vishnu with displeasure.

"You actually want me to mislead that damned Bandak and stray from the true Dharma? Why don't you just die, Vishnu!"

Despite being verbally abused by Moses, Vishnu maintained his usual smile.

"Because it's part of the lira."

Speaking of which, Vishnu was also puzzled as to why a King of Righteousness, Banda, would suddenly appear in the last cycle of this end of the Age of Gods. It was really strange, but it didn't matter. He could just go with the flow.

As is well known, the myths and events in Indian mythology vary from one another, and this is because they occurred in different places during various cycles of reincarnation, which is why there are such differences.

"I would rather die than go. Let whoever wants to go go."

"Why? Little sister, you don't have anyone you like, and besides, Banda is the King of Justice—"

"...Anyway, anyway, I will never agree!"

"But even if you say that, if Moses doesn't do it this way, we won't be able to handle this final calamity and then confidently hand the world over to humanity, leaving this already mysterious and decaying world behind."

"I don't care!"

Mosini shook his head frantically, "If all else fails, I'll go find Durga. Durga is so strong, he can definitely help..."

The more she talked, the less confident the red-haired goddess became, because since Lira had said so, it must be the only way.

But for some reason, she still couldn't bring herself to say it.

Vishnu also had this feeling. He always had a sense of unease, as if something was missing in all those cycles of reincarnation. But no matter how hard he searched, he could not find that missing thing.

This sense of incongruity also applies to the other two gods.

After Gavia went to the 'room' at the end of the first cycle, High Vanguard initiated the reboot of the universe, erasing all memories of 'Gavia' and 'Buddha'. This led to the fact that what the three gods considered the first cycle was actually the second cycle.

There are also quite a few differences.

For example, Moses was an independent goddess of supreme beauty from the beginning; Sati stopped to gaze at the Himalayas more than once during the fire sacrifice of Daksha; Water Spirit, who had never learned to play the harp, naturally knew how to play it; Durga stayed in the Himalayas except for certain things; and even Andoga would subconsciously go to the seaside when he was bullied...

Although none of this was explicitly stated within the Lira, it still happened with undeniable reality, leaving the puzzled gods to attribute it to mere chance in the world.

"We also believe that Moses should not have been treated this way."

As the brother and sister fell silent, a radiant light flashed from the Ocean of Milk, and then Shiva and Brahma appeared before them.

"But what should Banda do?"

According to the knowledge of the three gods, Banda, as the natural king of righteousness, will rule the world with righteousness for 60,000 years. Therefore, on the advice of some sages and gods, Vishnu decided to have Moses tempt him away from righteousness in order to resolve the situation.

"..."

When Vishnu asked him questions, there was only silence and the occasional sound of waves emanating from the Ocean of Milk.

This left Vishnu with nothing to do but close his eyes, shake his head, and sigh softly:

"There's nothing we can do about it..."

Banda was born on Earth more than a decade after the Battle of Juye, causing the gods to cease appearing in the human world and focus on dealing with him. However, even if Banda hadn't come, things would still be the same, because in this final cycle, the invasion of the giants many years ago caused the mystical decline, and soon the planet would belong to humanity... To put it another way, it might be that the existence of the giants is the reason for this final cycle.

"The mistress of the Himalayas, the wrath of Durga, Kali, her power can contain all of us, and so can all."

"Yes, that's what I think too."

Suddenly, Shiva spoke, and there was a clear meaning in his eyes when he looked at Vishnu: "Under no circumstances can he accept Mosini deceiving Banda." Even Brahma's eyes conveyed the same message.

This puzzled Vishnu, who wondered why they were so adamant. Although this was the first Lira to be involved with his sister, both of them had only a so-so relationship with Mosini. It seemed that Durga was the only one who was close to his sister... But Vishnu thought so too.

"Alright, let's take action! Let's gather the gods!"

The three gods felt that if Moses were to bewitch Banda for 60,000 years, it would be a betrayal, an unbearable rage. Although they did not know the source of the idea, the three gods had this thought.

A few days later, outside the Asura King's Palace in the territory, all the fighting forces of the Indian Divine Age gathered.

"Damn Shiva, this time I will personally rip his head off alive."

"He's my father, after all. Although I'm also very unhappy, don't be so obvious about it."

"I don't care who you are."

"So you think you're so great just because you're also filled with anger? Watch out, or I'll—"

"stop fighting!"

Fulido slapped the ground with an annoyed expression, which caused Shuichi and Antoka beside him to snort and then fall silent.

These three Asura Kings are currently subordinates of Banda, and are the three leaders of the many Asura Kings summoned by Banda. As the King of Righteousness, Banda has a unique ability: to summon villains from all ages. Asuras such as Mosesha, Ravana, Jinchuang, Jinmu, and Mosessh have also appeared and confronted the gods.

"Wow, it's Durga? These guys actually let this guy be their main fighting force? And the three Divine Beasts are behind them, that's unbelievable."

When Phrixus saw that the procession of gods was led by Durga, the mistress of the Himalayas, Phrixus was somewhat incredulous.

In the many reincarnations that followed the first, she was naturally dealt with by Indra, but she would inexplicably be resurrected long afterward outside the Himalayas. Over time, she lived there and kept to herself and Durga, the mistress of the Himalayas.