Parashurama's Gauntlet (eBook, ePUB)
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Prince Deva stood as a paragon of martial prowess, the undisputed future of the Ikshvaku dynasty. His skill with every weapon was a thing of legend, his victories in the sparring arena leaving the kingdom's greatest generals in awe. In the eyes of his father and the court, he was the perfect heir, a bulwark of strength destined to protect the realm. But in the silent chambers of his own heart, Deva felt like an imposter. The strength in his arms felt borrowed, the praise hollow. He was haunted by the legacy of his ancestors, particularly Rama, and by the looming trial that every great king of ...
Prince Deva stood as a paragon of martial prowess, the undisputed future of the Ikshvaku dynasty. His skill with every weapon was a thing of legend, his victories in the sparring arena leaving the kingdom's greatest generals in awe. In the eyes of his father and the court, he was the perfect heir, a bulwark of strength destined to protect the realm. But in the silent chambers of his own heart, Deva felt like an imposter. The strength in his arms felt borrowed, the praise hollow. He was haunted by the legacy of his ancestors, particularly Rama, and by the looming trial that every great king of his line must face.
For he knew that soon, the immortal warrior-sage Parashurama would descend from his mountain hermitage. He was the fury of Brahma, the divine executioner who had cleansed the earth of arrogant kings twenty-one times. His axe, a sliver of terrifying light, did not test a king's strength, but judged his very soul. Deva had the skill to fight any man, but how could he face the living embodiment of righteous rage, the being whom even the divine Rama had to pacify with perfect humility? The fear that he would be found wanting was a poison that could kill him faster than any axe.
Seeing this shadow of inadequacy clinging to his son, Deva's guru, the great rishi Vashishtha, knew that no amount of physical training could prepare the prince. The gauntlet was not one of metal, but of spirit. And so begins a great pilgrimage, a journey into the heart of ancient wisdom. To prepare for his confrontation with one legendary sage, Deva must first learn from them all. From the banks of sacred rivers to the peaks of desolate mountains, he must seek out the thirty-six great seers of the age, each of whom holds a single key to the mastery of the self. This is the story of that journey, a quest to forge not a weapon, but a soul worthy of a crown.
For he knew that soon, the immortal warrior-sage Parashurama would descend from his mountain hermitage. He was the fury of Brahma, the divine executioner who had cleansed the earth of arrogant kings twenty-one times. His axe, a sliver of terrifying light, did not test a king's strength, but judged his very soul. Deva had the skill to fight any man, but how could he face the living embodiment of righteous rage, the being whom even the divine Rama had to pacify with perfect humility? The fear that he would be found wanting was a poison that could kill him faster than any axe.
Seeing this shadow of inadequacy clinging to his son, Deva's guru, the great rishi Vashishtha, knew that no amount of physical training could prepare the prince. The gauntlet was not one of metal, but of spirit. And so begins a great pilgrimage, a journey into the heart of ancient wisdom. To prepare for his confrontation with one legendary sage, Deva must first learn from them all. From the banks of sacred rivers to the peaks of desolate mountains, he must seek out the thirty-six great seers of the age, each of whom holds a single key to the mastery of the self. This is the story of that journey, a quest to forge not a weapon, but a soul worthy of a crown.
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