The headquarters was still buzzing from Rudra's awakening when a mysterious man appeared at the gates. He didn't break in; he simply walked through the high-tech security as if it didn't exist.
Rudra immediately stood up, his hand on Jay Kala. The aura coming from this man was unlike anything he had felt—it was deep, ancient, and felt exactly like his father's energy.
"Who are you?" Rudra demanded.
The man smiled, his eyes glowing with a calm but terrifying light. "I am a Greater Demon," he said. "In terms of rank, I am on the same level your father was before he chose to live among humans."
Rudra was shocked. "If you are that powerful, why haven't you attacked? Why are you here?"
The man looked around at the computers, the weapons, and the strategic maps on the walls. "Rudra, you think the demons are the only ones with power? You are wrong. Even the Gods in the highest heavens are terrified of one thing: Human Knowledge."
Rudra frowned. "Knowledge? How can books and science scare a God?"
The Greater Demon stepped closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Because humans are Invisible, Rudra. To the Gods and Demons, we are predictable. We follow our nature. But humans? You take our power, mix it with your science, your logic, and your 'Knowledge,' and you create things that shouldn't exist. You are the only race that can evolve beyond its birthright. You were an 'alien' to this world, yet you mastered the Void. That shouldn't be possible."
He looked at Rudra's obsidian eyes. "The Gods are watching you because you are a hybrid of the most dangerous weapon in the universe—Demon Blood and Human Knowledge. You are the 'Invisible King' because they can no longer see your future or predict your next move."
Before Rudra could ask more, the man began to fade into a shadow. "Train your mind, Rudra. Your sword can kill a Tier Demon, but your Knowledge is what will kilAs the celebration quieted down, the atmosphere changed. Karthik's words echoed in Rudra's mind: "This is the only time in 100,000 years that the stars align for this union." For Rudra and Isha, this First Night was a transition from being soldiers to being a true King and Queen. As they spent those private hours together, their auras began to swirl and merge. The black energy of Rudra's Demon God heritage and the pure, shimmering energy of Isha's soul began to "sync."
It wasn't just physical; it was spiritual. Because they both turned 18 on this day (December 13th), the final seals on their powers broke during this union.
The Transformation:
Rudra's aura became deeper, more controlled, and "heavy" like a true King.
Isha's vision cleared. She didn't just see flashes of the future anymore; she could now feel the flow of time itself.
The Baby: Deep inside, the soul of Prasad (the reincarnation) absorbed this surge of cosmic energy, becoming ten times more powerful before even being born.
The next morning, the Elite-7 noticed a change. Rudra and Isha didn't walk—they seemed to glide. They looked more mature, more dangerous, and completely in sync.
"The work is finished," Rudra said, his voice now carrying a natural authority that made even the ground tremble slightly. "We have the power. We have the knowledge. Now, we take the fight to them. Mission Immediately after the cosmic union of the first night, Rudra felt a strange pull toward the Aravali Hills. Leaving the rest of the Elite-7 on standby, he and Isha arrived at the misty peaks. Standing there were two figures radiating an aura so calm yet so dense that the air itself felt heavy.
"Who are you?" Rudra demanded, his hand on his sword.
The man stepped forward. "I am Shivaji. And this is Devi. We are your father and mother, Rudra."
Rudra froze, but then his eyes narrowed. "My parents are gone. Prove it!" He knew demons could shape-shift. He unleashed his Void and Black Hole skills instantly, the ground beneath them vanishing into nothingness.
Shivaji didn't move. He stood there as the attacks hit him, but he took zero damage. He looked at Rudra with a disappointed smile. "In all this fighting, you are only using 10% of your true potential, my son. Skills are just tools; real power comes from within."
"Show me then!" Rudra challenged.
Shivaji nodded. "Watch. This is not a skill. This is authority." He didn't draw a weapon. He simply raised one finger.
"First: Destroy," Shivaji whispered. The space around them cracked.
"Second: Shivaji," he spoke his own name, anchoring his soul to the world.
"Third: Gravity."
Suddenly, the gravity in the Aravali Hills increased 100,000 times. The mountains groaned under the pressure. Rudra, despite all his God-powers, was slammed into the ground. He couldn't even lift his head. Shivaji looked down and said one word: "Down."
The fight was over in seconds. Rudra was defeated.
As the pressure eased, Rudra panted, looking up in awe. "I... I want to learn that. How did you do that?"
His mother, Devi, walked over and knelt beside him, her eyes glowing with the same "Future Sight" as Isha's. "It is not a skill you 'learn' from a book, Rudra. It is a power you own. To use it, you must speak the three words of Command: First, Destroy (to break the limit). Second, Your Name (to claim the power). Third, The Concept (the power you want to control, like Gravity or Time)."
Rudra realized that his parents were the ultimate masters of the Demon God family. They weren't just alive; they were here to turn him into a true Godstart!"l a God."