In the ancient kingdom of Kaliyant, King Vayun ruled alongside his two queens, Kuniya and Meera. The kingdom flourished under Vayun's reign, strengthened by the divine blessings that had brought forth three sons from Kuniya: jayan , veeran and arun These sons were celebrated as demigods, gifts of the divine spell Kuniya had used to call upon the gods.
Meera, the younger queen, longed for children of her own. Seeing her sister's pain, Kuniya shared the secret of the divine spell. With a heart full of hope and devotion, Meera invoked the gods. Her prayers were answered, and she gave birth to twin sons, niran and sayan, born through divine intervention. The court rejoiced, for the kingdom now had five sons destined to shape the future of Kaliyant.
However, a year after the birth of the twins, Meera's yearning for motherhood grew stronger. She desired a child born not through divine intervention but through her love and union with King Vayun. This time, she did not call upon the gods. When she conceived through their mortal bond, King Vayun's joy knew no bounds.
For the first time, Vayun felt the warmth of fatherhood rooted in his own bloodline. "This child," he declared to Meera, "will be the true heir of the Moon Clan—the lineage of the Moon God himself. While the divine may have blessed the others, this child, born of my blood and yours, will carry forth the legacy of our ancestors."
Meera's pregnancy became a source of pride for Vayun, but it also sparked murmurs in the court. The royal advisors whispered behind closed doors, questioning whether a mortal child could truly rival the divinely blessed sons of Kuniya. Yet, for Vayun and Meera, this child represented something beyond divine gifts: a connection of mortal love and the rightful heir to their clan's heritage.
As the child grew within Meera's womb, strange omens began to appear in the kingdom. The moon shone brighter and longer on certain nights, casting an eerie silver glow over the palace. The sages of the court debated whether these signs foretold greatness or calamity, but Meera remained resolute.
"This child," she whispered to herself, "will not only unite the bloodlines of the gods and mortals but will stand above them all."