SAKYA PARAKA: THE LIBERATOR

Bhati the Ruler of the Western Vanaya Forest

"I'm sorry!" Durta began to plead for his life.

"As I said before. We're here to take your kid not to forgive you." Sakya had already walked to the front of Durta. Holding Durta's chidra, with her right leg in Durta's nose as a restrainer, Sakya uprooted Durta's chidra ending her terror in Vanaya's forest.

Sakya stuffed Durta's ksidra into the pocket of his vision. Visitra's pouch is the one that Varna gave her when she left Vanuya Hall. The magic of the bag is being able to store a lot of stuff in it. Visitra pouch is one of the other relics of the Ajada people.

Basically, the visitra bag has magic that is able to change the size of an object to be small. This magic only applies to inanimate objects, Sakya can not shrink living things like Karka or other creatures. Unless they're dead.

"We thank you guys." The three rescued resanas walked over to Karka and Sakya.

"It's okay, we saved you so you could take us to meet your king." I don't want to waste any more time. Now it is time to meet the second ruler of the Vanaya forest.

"Okay, we'll inform your highness first." The three resana turned and were about to leave and then stopped when a voice sounded.

"No need, I'm here." Not long after that appeared Bhati followed by several other resana.

"Greetings Your Majesty. I'm Sakya from Paraka with my friend Karka honored to meet." Sakya and Karka bowed their bodies.

"My son are you alive?" Sana was present at the place and was surprised to see her son still alive and well. Sana could never forget the smell of her son and the moment she left him alone, so small and weak, was nearing death. Now she meets her son in good health even stronger than her other children. Fate works in its own way, no one can predict it.

"Yes, I'm alive." Karka answered briefly. Karka knows that Sana is the mother. She was not angry at her mother for leaving her to die in the forest. Karka had already accepted the life path that fate had chosen for her. He will not rebel or try to change it, he will only live it as best he can.

Ever since being saved by Sakya, she already knew the destiny to live. A little exaggerated when Sakya says he's her friend, because for Karka, Sakya is her master. Just for Sakya alone she will try with her spirit soul to make her master's destiny better.

"So you're still alive... Ha ha ha ha's. Incredibly, my son is now a strong man. Stay with your flock, in the future you will become one of the rulers of the Vanaya forest in my stead!" Bhati was very happy to obtain such a powerful descendant. In the future he could calmly leave his flock in Karka's hands.

"You're my father?" Karka was shocked to hear that. He did not think that Bhati the ruler of the Western forest was his father. Since birth Karka has never seen his father, so he thinks maybe his father has died.

"Of course, did you see how beautiful your mother was? All the pretty things are mine."

"..."

Sakya who was listening to their conversation frowned as Bhati said that. Does that mean all the male wives here are ugly wives? Bhati was indeed a true king, no matter what others thought, he said it clearly.

"So how? You want to stay here with your flock and be my successor? All the pretty trays will be yours." Bhati asked Karka again.

"Your Majesty, I don't have a wife yet, can I get one beautiful blessing to be my wife?" A brown resana asked Bhati. He is young and has no wife.

"Go find the female edaka to vent your lecherous lust! beautiful resana just for strong resana."

"..."

The wind that blows hard makes the grass sway dancing. They ran between the grass trunks making rustling sounds breaking the silence.

"How son? This is my third question." Bhati asked Karka again. This was the first time Bhati had offered anything more than twice. As a ruler, his speech was a command, and was always executed quickly. No one had ever ignored him, let alone rejected him.

"Well if that's your decision." Knowing that Karka had made a choice, Bhati stopped asking. Then Bhati asked Sakya. "Now talk about what you need to see me."

"I asked for your help to fight with me when the day of Pralaya arrived,” Sakya replied.

"Ah, you're talking about Pralaya's day. There should be an Atma corn smell on your body. You're the one chosen by him?"

"You know Jagad Atma's grandfather? Who's she?" Hearing Bhati's answer, Sakya grew curious about Jagad Atma's grandfather. A grandfather he helped and took him to the Vanuya temple and then disappeared before his eyes.

"The exact question is not 'who', but 'what', there are many names for 'he', the sattva ancestor, the Nara race ancestor, the Vanaya forest spirit, the true ruler of the Vanaya forest and many more. No one really knows. But he always comes to warn about Pralaya's day."

"He's been around since ancient times, ever since the sattva ancestors started to exist. Our sattva race records nothing. The story of him was only passed down through the generations through talk."

"Only the Nara race may keep records of the Atma's Jagad." Bhati explained at length.

"Ras Nara, do you know where they are?" ask Sakya. He had heard Ras Nara twice. First by Mahan and second by Bhati.

"Ha ha, if you intend to prevent Pralaya's day, one day you will meet them. You need them as your ally." Bhati did not answer Sakya's question clearly. Sakya is determined to visit them one day.

　

　

"Are you going to help me on Pralaya Day?"

"Son, my future successor has come with you and is determined to help you even if he has to lose his life he even refuses all the beautiful resources he can get. We resana sattva with other sattvas in the forest of western Vanaya will be with you during the great war,” Bhati replied.

Bhati. A streak of white light shone on Sakya's chest. Sakya remained motionless, a warm feeling in her left chest. The feeling of warmth disappears along with the loss of radiating light.

"Receive my sign. When the time comes, flow your man to the sign, you can call me and I'll come as soon as possible."

Sakya looked behind her clothes, there was a black sign with a picture of a fainting face on her left upper chest. The mark is a result created from magic that can be used to communicate.

"Thank you, your majesty. I'm saying goodbye." Sakya turns around and leaves with Karka to leave the place.

"Sana, we have a great son" Bhati said.

Bhati was very proud to see the character from Karka. There is no doubt that Karka is a true resana. True resana is unyielding, no matter a hundred trials, a thousand temptations or even if the whole world gets in her way, she will continue to try to achieve her goals. Defending what is considered true despite the life of the stakes.

"Yes, but I'm ashamed that we didn't raise her."

"Huh, that kind of prowess is already in his blood and his blood is from mine."

"Huh, ..."