Chapter 13 – The Balance Among the Trimurti: The Pitiful Brahma:
(There are sixty-nine Maha Yoga left until the Primordial Calamity, not twenty-four. This was corrected in the previous chapter.)
Shiva's actions both terrified and shocked all the gods.
Even the Creator God Brahma, also one of the Trimurti, had no power to resist in Shiva's hands.
This sent shockwaves through the hearts of all the gods.
Even Daius, the God of the Sky, gaped in disbelief at the scene before him.
After all, in the minds of the gods, whether it was Brahma the Creator, Vishnu the Preserver, or Shiva the Destroyer, their strengths were supposed to be equal—the greatest beings in the Three Thousand Realms.
But Fane understood the balance among the Trimurti.
Brahma may be the Creator, but because of the nature of his Law of Order, he was the weakest among the Trimurti.
Next came Vishnu.
Vishnu's power under normal circumstances wasn't clearly defined; in the regular flow of the universe, he was slightly weaker than Brahma.
But if the will of the Supreme Karma was violated, Vishnu's power could suppress both Brahma and Shiva.
(It can be understood as: when the cosmic order is altered, Vishnu acts to maintain it.)
The most powerful was Shiva. His power was terrifying, destructive, and supreme.
Under normal circumstances, Shiva's power exceeded Brahma but was slightly below Vishnu, who maintained cosmic balance.
But in battle form, Shiva surpassed both Brahma and Vishnu.
The most terrifying aspect of Shiva was that he could switch to an infinite unconscious state at any time.
In this state, he could seriously injure the other two Trimurti.
For example, the current Shiva was in this infinite unconscious state, and he had just plucked Brahma's arrogant head.
बूम~ (Boom)
Shiva, in his infinite unconscious state, looked at Brahma's haughty head with disdain and threw it aside.
It smashed into the universe of a thousand human realms, landing on a water-blue planet, crushing a massive mountain.
Still in his infinite unconscious state, Shiva prepared to act again, pointing his trident at Brahma.
This frightened Brahma so much that sweat poured from four of his heads, and a chill shot up from his feet to the crowns of those heads.
The divine artifacts in his four hands almost fell.
Instinctively, he looked to Vishnu, seeking help—but Vishnu turned his head away.
Clearly, Vishnu was still harboring resentment toward Brahma for his scheming against the Great Goddess Shakti.
"Please forgive my crimes! I have already been punished, great Shiva!" Brahma knelt, begging for Shiva's mercy.
But Shiva, in his infinite unconscious state, embodied the law of the universe itself and ignored Brahma's pleas.
Seeing Brahma kneel, the immortals and progeny also hurriedly knelt, begging Shiva to forgive Brahma.
"Disciple Gautama beseeches the great Shiva to show mercy and spare the life of Creator God Brahma."
At this moment, Gautama slowly stepped forward, approaching the towering Shiva, pressing his face to Shiva's great foot, and uttering words of praise.
"How can he…"
"Do not speak, my dear Ximi."
Fane, seeing the expression on Ximi's face, knew what she wanted to say and quickly interrupted.
Even Ximi, the Primordial Elemental God, could not evade Shiva's ears in this state.
Now Shiva was infinite unconsciousness, but soon he would return to infinite consciousness—at which point he would certainly hold Ximi accountable for any disrespect.
Moreover, simply pressing one's face against Shiva's foot was not considered disgusting or improper.
During the Second Manvantara, after humans appeared, there were ascetics who licked Shiva's foot with their tongues, and male ascetics who even kissed Shiva's linga.
(During the first Manvantara, there were no humans. Humans appeared on the first day after the end of the Primordial Calamity, and the first human was called Manu.)
Shiva slowly opened his eyes, regaining consciousness. Looking at Gautama, compassion appeared on his face.
"Great Creator God Brahma used one of his heads to prove his true love for his daughter. This is great love, the truest love in the universe.
Their wedding shall receive the praise and blessings of Vishnu, the Preserver."
At that moment, Vishnu offered his blessing.
Then, the space rippled, and the Primordial Dragon King Shesha carried Vishnu through the spatial gate, leaving the Brahma Realm.
"The compassionate and kind Preserver Vishnu has amended the supreme universal ethics for you. Your true love has moved me."
(From now on, in the Three Thousand Realms, marriages between fathers and daughters, or siblings, or grandparent-grandchild, can occur.)
"I will grant you my blessing. May you grow old together in peace."
Shiva also bestowed blessings upon Brahma and Sarosvapadi, showering them with divine favor.
"Hail the great Shiva!"
"Hail the compassionate and kind Vishnu!"
Brahma endured his disgust and anger to thank Shiva and Vishnu for their blessings.
Shiva nodded compassionately and then disappeared from the Brahma Realm.
Meanwhile, naturally born gods gradually departed, leaving only the immortals and progeny.
"Damn Vishnu! He just lies on Shesha's back, doing nothing, yet still finds ways to trouble me!" Brahma shouted angrily.
"All beings in the universe were created by me. I have suffered and labored, and now I am punished. Supreme Karma is so…"
"Do not defile Supreme Karma, my husband," Sarosvapadi quickly covered Brahma's mouth.
Although their wedding had some flaws, it was essentially completed. She naturally had to call Brahma her husband now. Calling him father would no longer be appropriate.
After all, they were the first couple of the Three Thousand Realms, setting an example for all living beings.
Brahma seethed with rage. He had lost a head, taken by Shiva. Even if he wanted to restore it, it was impossible.
The furious Law of Destruction had rendered that head lifeless, unable to reconnect.
"Alright, everyone, step back, my children," Sarosvapadi said, waving to the immortals and progeny.
"As your will, beloved Mother."
All the immortals bowed and then left the Brahma Realm.
The transition from sister to mother brought them no discomfort—it felt completely natural.
Seeing the children leave, Sarosvapadi shed her ornate sari and approached Brahma.
"Allow my tenderness to extinguish your anger, my husband, the great Creator God Brahma."
She assumed a seated yogic pose, releasing Brahma's linga, gently caressing it with her jade hands, resting her head against it.
At this moment, a deity entered the palace, witnessing this beautiful scene.
It was Fikros, the God of Clouds, under Daius, the God of the Sky.