Prakriti's P.O.V,
Slice!Slice!Slice!
The echoes of wind blades faded into silence. And what remained was not peace, but an imitation of it: a thin, fragile, and unbearably heavy silence..
The sky ceased its screaming, the forest ceased its trembling and the winds, the main weapon of the massacre, hesitated, as if afraid to move, as if its mourning for the grave act it just committed.
And yet, the source of this pause and suffering, Kaatru.. the asura.. laughed.
"Hahahahaha!!!"
A sound so shrill that the innocent souls who had fallen victim to this vile being.. wailed in resonance with his victory. Their anguish rippled through my vastness similar to fractures in an ancient mirror. Albeit even these tears failed to bring him any respite..
Kaatru, drenched in terrifying - storming winds, stood amid the sky as he gazed at the scattered remnants of annihilation. His laughter was merciless, agonizing, hollow, rang in the place as he stared upon the place where Aarav once stood. Where not even a speck of Aarav's existence could be found.
And as I observed this spectacle of utter horror, something within me throbbed!
I am Prakriti... An existence that has watched creation bloom and rot. I have seen deities and demons fight for democracy.. The births and deaths of beings are threads I have been observing without bias, without attachment.
And yet…
At that moment,
Even l cannot fathom the unfortunate death of such a pure being..
This single loss felt wrong... very wrong.
Although, both Kaatru and Aarav are my children, while one chose chaos, the other maintained harmony within me, moving with my rhythms.. I was forced into a thought forbidden to my nature:
'Had I been gifted with the power to interfere, to prevent such castostrophe from happening, I shall purge such madness...'
And yet, it was all but a fantasy.. something unreal and implausible as my position remain as an observer, as a mother.. to love my children unconditionally.
So, I could only gaze upon the laughing child, my child, Kaatru.. Unaware that even his might could never erase an existence entirely.
No one beneath the mighty lords, the Trimurti, could ever envision such an impossible feat, not even without any intent of Niyati...
As if the winds themselves understood my unspoken truth before Kaatru ever could, they shifted slowly and steadily..
They began to halt, as though something or someone had whispered a lullaby into their restless ears..
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Kaatru's P.O.V.
"Hahaha!! That puny bird finally fell!! No one can win against my might! I'm the strongest! I'm invincible! Hahaha—!!"
My laughter faltered as I obeserved something.. the wind was not following my command, the chaos is stopping...
'Why…'
'Why is it so quiet?'
No... wait…?!
'Why does the wind feel… wrong?'
I couldn't help but ask myself as my very existence is tied to my power. So WHY?!!! I can't control my might!!
The crimson hue, my greatest pleasure, mixed within them dulled, as though the blood of my preys itself recoiled from something unseen. Why?!
'What is this illusion?! Who dares to toy with me?! It must be a Mayavi.'
Yes. That should be. Aside from those trickster and cowards.. who else could it be! But for them to dare ire me, I shall teach them an unforgettable lesson!
"O puny Mayavi," I snarled, my voice cracking the air, "I am mighty Kaatru... the harbinger of chaos and death! The whole world fears me! And yet...
you dare meddle with my might?!"
I was furious at the disturbance, I hate it. These weak and helpless fools using their little tricks against my might! How dare they! Just when I was enjoying myself...
'Aaaah!!!'
Where are they, why can't I find the traces of their existence!
"I command you, come before me this instant! Or, I shall ensure you suffer a death so agonizing... that the world itself trembles at your fate!"
'How infuriating! Maybe I shall destroy eveything!''
This is my only choice.. an attempt to force them to reveal their existence! That's it,
" Haahahaha, You shall die!!! Hahahaha—!"
Just as I was about to strike everything with my greatest force that I could muster.
It happened..
My surroundings that once fallen into an unnatural calm began to move. Some tiny clouds sprang into existence, swelling from nothingness, and from them water twisted chaotically: rising, spiraling, shaping themselves into a silhouette of something so heinous.. so HATEFUL!
I couldn't help but try to tear it apart before it can fully form! And yet, I couldn't move.
It felt different.. This time, along with nausea from looking at the figure, I felt an overwhelming sense of dread. I was locked into one place, as if a single movement would cost me my existence..
"No… no—it can be!" I shouted in an attempt to deny the sight unfolding before me.
"It's dead. I teared it. I SAW IT DIE!"
Then.. my horrors sprang into existence.
Tap
Something brushed against my back.
I froze.
'Impossible!' I thought but couldn't budge even when something or someone stood behind me. Just who is it!
I tried to turn my head slowly as dread began seepikg into my heart like poison. For the first time since I came into this world, I was feeling it..
'Is this f-fear?' That's what I thought on looking at a lone figure, suspended behind me..
A single feather, pure and radiant, shimmering in an ethereal glow that seemed nauseating to me.
I don't know what it was but I just wished to be away from it!
'Move, move move!!! Why can't I move!! Ugh!!' I tried to move but couldn't budge from my position.. as for the feather, it remained hanging in the air as if to mock at my futility.
And then It began moving toward me..
"No…
NO!!"
The sky brightened. Neither with lightning nor with light but with something hateful.
Howl!~
The wind howled, the dust stirred and spiralled inward instead of scattering.
My power, my arrogance, is moving beyond my control as if bending my something else..
No… they are bowing...
At a familiar presence that emerged from the stillness. It was none other than the hateful bird! Just why?!!
He hovered where my slaughter once reined, wings spread, radiant and whole. The silver membrane surrounding him made my gut ache.
"How—HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?!" I roared, tried to summon the winds in panic.
And YET! They did not answer. THEY flowed past me. Worse yet, they flow toward him.
The bird tilted its head, with its pupil reflecting form that is twisting with rage and fear at the same time.
There was no fear in them. No anger. Only a feeling that I absolutely hate! The gaze of pity!.
"Chirp…" it's chirpping pierced deeper than any blade.
The memories surged before my eyes, the faces I had crushed, cries I had silenced, lives I had reduced to playthings. Their screams returned, not as music but as pain, unbearable PAIN!
"STOP IT!!" I clutched my head. "GET OUT OF MY MIND!!"
I lunged forward, gathering what little power I could muster, using my sharp nails to rip the bird apart!
"DIE!!!" Just as I was about to reach it..
The whole world came to halt.. my breathing hitched, as something gripped my heart..