Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

This is truly unbelievable! Could it be that Water Spirit still remembers him and Gavia, who was still the god of the same kind, listening to his praise?

Of course, this was Kama joking. Although Water-Dweller is an incarnation of Shiva's wrath, and although he has returned, he is not the only one with wrath.

After a moment's thought, Kama felt that the most likely possibility was that he had been reincarnated as Gavia, whom he had raised, also known only to him as 'Vasunda'. After all, the Himalayas were his territory, so it was quite possible that he had been triggered by seeing him in danger.

"Hmm, not bad..."

Kama seemed to have thought of something again, and his smile suddenly froze. He frowned and looked out the window.

"Frido wouldn't have come with them, would he...?"

To this day, Kama still remembers Phritha, who wept bitterly at the Daksha fire sacrifice because of the reincarnation of Gavia. There is no doubt that he was qualified as the only attendant of the god Gavia. But right now, Kama has no intention of easily sending back the Gavia he has raised so many of.

We are his parents in this life! No one can take them away without my permission!

Just as Kama was encouraging himself in this way—

"Kid, you're awake."

Hearing the door open and a somewhat familiar voice, Kama looked toward the owner of the voice.

It was Vritra, the former yellow-haired Asura King, who was now standing with his arms crossed, his dragon tail swaying behind him in a very displeased manner.

“…Frido, you really came…”

"Of course I have to come."

A smile appeared on Phritha's lips. He then slowly walked to Kama, who was still in bed, and looked down at him.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that my master's reincarnation was toyed with like that by a brat like you."

The blond-haired girl's words were filled with barely concealed anger: "You deserve to die."

After Vritra transformed into a small snake and climbed onto Gavia's shoulder to reach the mountain, she had a very friendly exchange with Kama's pet cockatoo, from which she learned how her master treated his young master harshly, including but not limited to—

The duties of the substitute include cooking, acting as a pillow, waking people up, helping to comb their hair, assisting with brushing their teeth, sometimes feeding them, tying red ribbons, etc.

Just listening to this made Furitar almost lose his composure. His master was, after all, a dignified god of love, even in reincarnation, and yet he was being asked to do this by a mere little god of love who wasn't even a guardian deity. Ah, how envious… no, I wish you would just die already, Kama…

But Furido knew she was just talking nonsense; after all, Kama was her master's current parent, and she dared not actually take any action.

Kama was initially a little embarrassed by the furious Phrixus, but when he heard "You deserve to die," the god of love's face darkened, probably because his fear of being taken away outweighed his guilt.

"I think you've completely forgotten that my status is now higher than yours, Frido."

Kama deliberately used a provocative tone.

“I am now Aya’s parent, while you are just a follower. It’s self-evident who has a higher status, the one who raised her or the little snake she took in.”

"what?"

Kama's seemingly superior statement could not suppress the blond-haired girl who was once the Asura King.

Furido's golden eyes revealed a hint of disdain.

“Nurturer… Ha, I’m almost embarrassed to say that to you. I think you’re just a Cupid who can’t do anything right now.”

"You're really infuriating..."

Kama responded through gritted teeth.

But now the god of love understands what Pharrell means; he is referring to the duties he must fulfill as the 'proxy god of love' that he told Gavia about.

Damn it, aren't those things normal? If you want to become a goddess of love, what's wrong with being nicer to your parents? Have you forgotten how you used to borrow milk from all over the place to raise them? They've worked so hard, what's wrong with repaying them for all that hard work? Sure enough, if that Asura, Fritjaja, stays for even one more day, he'll corrupt Aya... As a parent, I must get rid of this bad influence on my child!

Of course, Kama knew he was no match for Phrixus and needed to seek Gavia's help.

However, at this point, the god of love was aware that Gavia had already gone on to perform the duties of the god of love in his stead.

We must wait for the right time... seize the moment, and let Aya see that the arrogant and domineering Phrido is beyond redemption...

The thought of returning to a world with just the two of them brought a slight smile to Kama's usually gloomy lips.

You'll be smug for a while, Fritjof. You'll see what happens later!

Thus, Cupid made up his mind.

At the same time, in a certain Asura dwelling place in the earthly realm, where is Gavia, who is acting as the agent of the god of love?

As the goddess of love, her duties extend beyond humans; she can also be a deity or an asura, so it is perfectly normal for her to roam the three realms.

At that moment, in the courtyard of this Asura family, Gavia saw a seemingly invisible child being bullied by the children around him.

If he were still in his divine form, he would surely recognize at a glance that this child is Shiva unleashing his anger upon Kama, and Parvati attempted to stop him with her hand, thus giving birth to the sweaty hand that fell to earth, namely the blind Anthaka, another Asura king.

Seven years have passed since Kama fell into a coma. Taraka, the Asura King who previously plagued the three realms, was destroyed by Kajaya, the god of war and son of Shiva and Parvati, on the seventh day after his birth. However, it seems that he has now run away from home due to a conflict with Shiva.

Overall, however, the situation in the Three Realms and Indra's position as the God of God became somewhat more stable.

……

The Brahma Realm.

The immortal Luo Tuo looked at Brahma before him and said worriedly:

"Praise be to Narayana, Brahma! The wrath born from the third eye of the Great Deity once gave birth to the Water Guardian, and the consequences are evident to all. When I was traveling through the three realms, I saw a child of the Asura race. That child was born from the combination of the energy of the Great Deity and Parvati. What kind of future will he have? We must pay close attention, Brahma, for only you can know the essence of new life."

"Immortal."

Brahma smiled gently.

“At the beginning of creation, Brahman determined the characteristics of all beings. The timing of their birth and the reason for their birth are all important factors that determine their characteristics. This life that has been born and is growing originates from the combination of divine power and sweat, which is the substance excreted from the body.”

It may be born of anger, fear, exhaustion, or heat, but sweat always contains things useless to the body, impurities, or unnecessary substances. A life born in such a way will not bring any blessings.

Upon hearing this, Luo Tuo revealed a bitter smile, as if he had remembered something.

“Praise be to Narayana, for even the useless can benefit the world… Brahma, I understand your contradiction, for only contradiction can shape the world, and the birth of this new life will bring a new story. Praise be to the Lord of the Himalayas.”

"Immortal."

Brahma sighed, “This being possesses immense destructive power. It should not be compared to the Water Guardian. The Water Guardian has his own beliefs and principles, and has always protected the Asuras. If it weren’t for his ambition to replace the Great Deity, he would surely have become an outstanding king. Gavia, I, and the Great Deity all thought so, but this time the situation is completely different.”

“What’s the difference, Brahma?”

"He is without principles and ambitious. His strength comes from his closed eyes. Because he cannot see, he is born from dripping sweat and is therefore always restless. He is the enemy of light and the embodiment of darkness. This is Anthaka."

……

Boundary.

"Bros."

Unable to see, Antoka waved his hands and groped his way forward in the courtyard.

Upon seeing Andoja arrive, the children who had been playing together began to whisper among themselves.

"Antoka is here, that unlucky little devil."

"Why is this guy still coming? I can't see him at all."

"That's disgusting."

"Keep your voice down. He may be blind, but he's not deaf."

Whether Antoka heard it or not, she smiled.

"If possible, I'd like to play with you guys."

Upon hearing this, the children exchanged glances, and finally one of them said:

"Of course, Antoga, come and play."

After saying that, he turned to the child next to him and said, "He's blind, it must be fun for him to play like this."

"But if you want to join us, you still have to keep your eyes closed."

"That's right, we have to be blindfolded."

"Of course, I'll do whatever you say."

Antoga accepted this completely, speaking very quickly, "I just want to play with you guys."

However, his sincerity failed to win the children's favor. They then laughed again and took the red eye bags, tying them over Antoka's eyes.

"He wants to play with us, so let's see how he breaks the jars."

The game is simple: the unseen Andoga has to break the jars placed in front of him. Of course, the children didn't actually place any jars.

"Remember, you only have one chance. If you don't break the jar in one hit, we'll never play with you again."

Then they turned Antoka's body around a few times, and when they let go and saw his trembling and the stick he was swinging wildly in fear, they laughed loudly as if they had seen something amusing.

Amidst the laughter, Andoga continued his arduous attempt to break the jar that wasn't actually there, which only amplified the laughter further.

At that moment, Antoga gripped the stick tightly in his hand.

In fact, he is not completely blind; he can sometimes see some blurry things, but he cannot distinguish them.

At that moment, amidst the usual mocking laughter around her, Antoga thought to herself that even if she knocked them unconscious with a stick, her father would only think it was an accident and wouldn't do anything to her...

Perhaps due to his eyesight, the sounds that Andoka could hear were incredibly clear.

Having made up his mind, Antoga's lips curled into a slight smile, and he swung his stick at the person who was laughing the loudest—

Suddenly, Antoka stopped and turned to look up at something.

He had a feeling that someone was watching him.

From the sky? Or from the ground not far away? Watched by the stars... or by animals? Flowers? Or perhaps... a different kind of light?

The word came to Antoka's mind. He disliked light because it stung his eyes, but the main reason was that he could see a blurry figure in the light and fire, which filled him with both fear and a hidden anger.

Then, perhaps in search of something so different from all the previous oddities, he resolutely walked in that direction amidst the children's laughter.

Anthaka felt he had to find the source of this feeling.

Is this a sense of bewilderment at the unknown? Or simply curiosity?

Perhaps they are all of them, or perhaps neither.

In short, as if being sucked in and lured forward, he walked step by step while waving his hands, walking in the darkness of the world, passing through one big tree after another and stepping over long weeds.

At the same time, the further they went, the darkness covering their eyes slowly peeled away, and Antoga vaguely sensed this thought.

is this okay?

In an instant, a question arose in Antoka's mind, for he had never seen true light before, and the figure that appeared in the incomplete light and fire filled him with fear.

He suddenly stopped and exhaled silently.

Antoka sensed the gaze.

He realized that someone was indeed watching him.

The gentle river, reflected in the blue sky, is tinged with a glassy hue, sparkling like crystal under the clear sunlight, while the fragrance of unknown flowers wafts through the air.

Meanwhile, something is on the riverbank.

It is a person, it should be a man, nothing more.

The two remained motionless, silently gazing at each other.

Finally, it was Antoga who spoke: "...Who are you? Why are you looking at me?"

"Then why did you come to find me?"

Gavia countered with a question.

"...Why are you looking at me like that! I'm annoyed, I'm really annoyed, what right do you have to look at me like that!"

Antoga roared, his anger perhaps seeming somewhat strange.

But in reality, the darkness before him was not complete darkness at first; even with his eyes bound, he could still see something.

But in the darkness, Andoka heard mockery, pity, and deception.

And so, true darkness began.

The west is accustomed to darkness, blending into the night, silent and unnoticed, hiding itself.

Therefore, Antoka wanted to become stronger. If he wasn't strong enough, he wouldn't be able to survive. Antoka wanted to be strong enough to calmly hurt others, strong enough to take anything away from others without needing gentleness or sympathy. He didn't want or need those things at all.

Because Anthaka was born from dripping sweat, he was always restless and anxious; in other words, he was overly sensitive.

Gavia wasn't particularly angry at Antoga's inexplicable roar, after all, he was just a somewhat sensitive child.

"You really want to kill your brothers, don't you?"