Aadya- The Devil's Dharmaa
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  • Parts 65
  • Time 10h 25m
Ongoing, First published Jan 17, 2021
Duryodhan
The first thing that comes into our minds
Is that he is cruel, arrogant and egoistic

But he isn't like that at all
It was all Shakuni's influence
He just needed someone to bring him out of that or maybe a better guidance.....

What if that someone was Aadya???
Aadya was no-one special 
She was just a commoner
Earning her own money and lving peacefully

But then she entered the new era....
The era when the greatest war between dharma and adharma was fought..
The era of Mahabharat....

She was Krishnaanuja....

One chance meet 
Changed everything
Duryodhan gains a new perspective
Aadya discovers another person in him

Will she help him???
Bring out his real face????
Will she be able to become the Dharmaa of Mahabharat's Devil????
Will she able to make everyone aware of his good side?????

Join her on her this journey.....
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