🥇in lakshmi🥇in laxminarayan..
In Vaikuntha she is Narayan's Sri; on Prithvilok, she is Krishna's Devashree
Call them Krishna and Devashree or Narayan and Lakshmi; both are as eternal as time. Experience their joy and pain by accompanying them in t...
Lakshmi's form was all fury and rage. She grew more radiant and terrifying. Her eyes blazed like molten gold. It was both breathtaking and utterly terrifying at the same time.
The Devatas exchanged fearful glances and began quivering in their presence This was going to be worse than hell...
The weapons reached their full height in her hand and she roared. She took one step and it scorched the ground beneath her. Trails of fire spread like veins of molten lava and the very air was set ablaze. Trees withered and turned to ash, the rivers boiled and evaporated into clouds of steam, and mountains crumbled to dust under her gaze. Every creature that came into her path dissolved into nothingness, consumed by the force of her presence until no trace of them remained.
It was as if the hellfire had descended on everything.
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"Look at what she has become," murmured Indra as he watched, horrified. "If she continues like this, the world itself will be consumed."
Devi Parvati clutched her hands together. "Bhrata Narayan, please, only you can reach her. She will listen to you," she pleaded, her voice trembling.
"Yes Prabhu, have mercy on us, only you can stop Devi Verra Lakshmi" The other devtas chimed in.
"Prabhu Narayan, please interrupt before we all are consumed by her wrath."
Narayan stood silent, as he watched his wife blaze with the intensity of a thousand suns. "This is the fire of a mother's love," he said quietly. "Who am I to quench it? I cannot interfere. Her grief has ignited a power within her that I cannot quell."
Devatas felt a chill run through them as they realized he would not intervene
Veera Lakshmi took yet another step and the skies darkened, the sun and moon obscured by the black clouds that swirled around her. Thunder cracked, lightning flashed, and the Devatas watched in horror, powerless against the force that was devouring their world.
One by one, the Devatas fell to their knees, their faces etched with terror and helplessness. They had faced battles, they had fought demons, but nothing had prepared them for the wrath of the divine mother.
"Prabhu Narayan," they cried, voices filled with despair. "Have mercy on us! Have mercy on the world!"
Narayan just folded his arms behind his back, unmoved even as the Devatas trembled and the pleas grew louder.
"Where is your sense of duty, Narayan? Will you stand by and watch as the very heavens fall?" Mahadev asked sharply.
Narayan's eyes flashed, and he turned to Mahadev, "I am doing my duty. You just cannot see it. This is her rightful anger, and I will not stand in its way. The heavens tremble and the earth quakes, for it has been brought to this."
"If you will not intervene, Narayan, then I am left with no other choice."
Narayan met his gaze. "Understand this, Mahadev—what you're about to do will only deepen her rage.
