Once again, Siya had accepted no one's help.
She had never needed to.
It had already been proven that the supernatural power and divine energy hidden within her would never allow her to surrender to weakness—or accept defeat.
No matter how powerful the darkness became, something within Siya always refused to break.
But one question remained.
If Siya herself possessed such immense power…
why couldn't she simply destroy the evil of Kali?
What was the true reason behind the birth of the divine incarnation—
Kalki?
The answer was far more complicated than anyone could imagine.
Because even a goddess was, in her own way, a mother.
And within a mother existed emotions that were not so different from those of a mortal woman.
Adi Shakti was not merely the divine force behind creation.
She was also a mother to that creation.
So when the end of this world finally approached…
Could a mother truly watch her children suffer before her eyes?
Could she willingly bring about the destruction of everything she had created?
Perhaps that was why the final destruction could never be accomplished simply through her own will.
For creation to begin again…
destruction would first have to occur.
The old order would have to fall so that something new could rise from its remains.
Kali Yuga would claim many innocent lives.
But those who had lived with righteousness in their hearts and good karma would not truly be lost.
Their journey would lead them toward their Supreme Lord.
Toward liberation.
Toward Moksha.
But those who had deliberately embraced evil would face the consequences of their actions.
They would be forced to confront what they had created through their own choices.
And then there was Kali.
He would become something far more terrifying than ordinary evil.
His darkness would become so immense that even death at the hands of the Divine would not immediately grant him liberation.
Because destroying his body would not be enough.
His darkness would have to end.
His demonic nature would have to be extinguished.
His consciousness would have to confront what it had become.
Kali would never believe in surrender.
He would never bow.
He would never accept defeat.
And the very concept of submission would remain foreign to him.
He would continue to resist—even when faced with the Divine itself.
That would become his greatest weakness.
Because the force that made Kali terrifying…
would ultimately become the force responsible for his downfall.
His refusal to surrender.
His refusal to acknowledge anything greater than himself.
His unwillingness to let go of his darkness.
That very nature would become the cause of his terrible end.
The destruction of Kali would therefore not simply be the death of a powerful being.
It would be the destruction of an ideology.
A consciousness that had forgotten humility.
A darkness that refused to surrender to the light.
And perhaps that was the true purpose behind the coming of Kalki.
Not merely to destroy Kali…
but to bring an end to an age that could no longer continue.
Because sometimes—
creation cannot begin until destruction has completed its work.
And somewhere beyond the boundaries of time, the final chapter of Kali Yuga was already approaching.