Chương 28: Chapter 27
In the secluded training grounds, Nitish and Lord Parasurama engaged in a rigorous session, their every move synchronized with unwavering precision. The air crackled with an electric intensity, reflecting their shared dedication and the potential that lay dormant within Nitish.
As the sun began its descent, casting an orange glow over the horizon, Nitish paused, his muscles quivering with anticipation. He turned to Lord Parasurama, his voice tinged with curiosity. "Master, can you enlighten me on the significance of meditation? I have heard tales of its power, but I seek a deeper understanding."
Lord Parasurama's eyes gleamed with wisdom as he sat down on a nearby rock, motioning for Nitish to join him. "Meditation, my pupil, is a gateway to the depths of one's being. It is a practice that allows us to cultivate inner peace, clarity, and connection with our true selves," he began, his voice steady and soothing.
He continued, "Imagine a vast, tranquil lake nestled amidst the mountains. Its surface reflects the surrounding beauty, capturing the essence of the world above. But beneath its shimmering facade lies a realm untouched by external disturbances. Meditation is akin to diving into the depths of that lake, exploring the serenity within."
Nitish listened intently, absorbing Lord Parasurama's words like a sponge. The image of the tranquil lake resonated within him, igniting a newfound curiosity about the depths of his own being.
Embarking on a profound discussion, Nitish sought Lord Parasurama's guidance on another matter that weighed heavily on his heart. "Master, you are renowned for your control over anger. I have witnessed your serenity, and yet stories speak of a time when your wrath was uncontrollable. Can you shed light on this dichotomy?"
A trace of sadness flickered across Lord Parasurama's face as he gazed into the distance, lost in the labyrinth of his memories. "Long ago," he began, his voice tinged with melancholy, "I was driven to uncontrollable anger due to a grave injustice that befell my family. In my fury, I vowed never to teach the art of war to any Kshatriya, forever holding them responsible for my pain."
Nitish listened attentively, realizing the depth of Lord Parasurama's burden. He felt a surge of empathy, understanding the weight that anger could carry and the necessity of finding balance within oneself.
Lord Parasurama continued, his voice tinged with regret, "Over time, I came to realize that my anger was an impediment to my own growth and the betterment of others. I recognized the importance of channeling that energy into a force for positive change, and that is when I embarked on a journey to impart my knowledge to those who would wield it responsibly."
Nitish's admiration for his mentor deepened, understanding the path that Lord Parasurama had traversed. He saw the transformation that had taken place within him, from a wrathful warrior to a beacon of wisdom and guidance.
As their conversation drew to a close, a strange vibration resonated through the training grounds, causing the earth to tremble. A portal materialized nearby, its ominous aura pulsating with a mysterious energy.
Nitish and Lord Parasurama exchanged glances, sensing the gravity of the situation. They approached the portal cautiously, only to discover that it was an S-rank dungeon, far more perilous than any they had encountered before.
News of the dungeon's appearance spread like wildfire, attracting a crowd of government association heroes, hunters, and warriors. Their faces were filled with a mix of anticipation and trepidation, knowing that their skills would be tested to the utmost limit.
But as the crowd gathered, a sudden turn of events transformed their hopes into despair. The portal glowed with a vivid red hue, signifying that only one person could enter. The fate of those outside the portal rested upon the shoulders of a single warrior otherwise there'd a dungeon break, sending a single person to the dungeon is practically offering him as a sacrifice.
Amidst the murmurs of disappointment and uncertainty, a hush fell over the crowd as a figure stepped forward. It was Karn, his presence commanding attention and awe. His hand raised, signaling his intention to enter the S-rank dungeon alone.
Lord Parasurama, watching from the shadows, wore a subtle smirk upon his lips. He knew that Nitish's path was destined to intertwine with that of Karn, and this moment marked the beginning of an extraordinary journey.
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