Chapter 392 - 360: Training With Lord Vishnu...

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The island stretched for a considerable distance in every direction, covered only by rough, dry earth and scattered rocks.

There were no trees, no grass, no flowers and not even a small shrub growing anywhere across the land.

The ground was uneven in some places, with patches of cracked earth showing how harsh the environment was.

A strong wind moved across the island without meeting anything that could slow it down, carrying dust and fine sand across the barren surface before disappearing into the surrounding ocean.

Devara slowly turned around, studying the island.

He looked toward the horizon.

Nothing but ocean.

He looked behind him.

More barren land.

He crouched down and touched the ground, rubbing a little of the dry soil between his fingers before looking at Vishnu.

"Where are we?"

Vishnu stood a few steps away, looking completely relaxed despite the harsh surroundings.

There was a faint smile on his face as he looked across the empty island.

"This," he said calmly, "is where your training begins."

Devara stared at him. He looked around the barren island once more.

"Here?"

Devara raised an eyebrow.

"Father, there isn’t even a tree."

Vishnu’s smile widened.

"I know that."

Devara looked at him suspiciously.

"So you deliberately brought me to an island where there is absolutely nothing?"

Vishnu chuckled looking at Devara.

"Precisely."

Devara folded his arms and looked across the empty landscape again.

"What am I supposed to train against?"

Vishnu turned toward him.

"Yourself."

The answer immediately made Devara quiet.

Vishnu walked a few steps forward, allowing the wind to move around him before turning back toward his son.

"You have learned how to fight powerful opponents. You have learned how to use your weapons, your divine abilities, your avatars and even the powers granted to you by different beings. You have faced demons, curses, divine challenges and creatures that would terrify ordinary warriors."

His expression became slightly more serious.

"But strength alone is not enough."

Devara listened carefully.

"You have accumulated many powers, Devara. Some of them are powerful enough to destroy entire armies. Others can affect souls, matter, energy and even the environment around you. But having power and truly understanding that power are two different things."

Vishnu looked around the barren island.

"That is why I brought you here."

Devara looked across the empty land again, this time with a more thoughtful expression.

Vishnu smiled.

"There is nothing here to distract you. No kingdom to govern, no enemies to fight, no family waiting for your attention and no citizens depending upon your decisions. For the duration of your training, there will be only you, your abilities and the lessons you need to learn."

Devara slowly nodded.

He understood now why Vishnu had chosen such a place.

This island was not empty because there was nothing here.

It was empty because Devara was supposed to fill it with his own effort.

Vishnu turned toward the center of the island.

"Come."

Devara followed.

After a few steps, Vishnu stopped and looked back at him with the same calm smile.

"Your training begins now."

Vishnu continued walking across the barren island while Devara followed beside him, still trying to understand what exactly his father had planned for him.

The surroundings remained completely empty, with nothing but the sound of the ocean and the wind accompanying their footsteps.

After walking for a while, Vishnu finally stopped and turned toward Devara, his expression becoming more serious.

"Your training will focus on two things in particular," Vishnu said.

"My Maya and the use of the Gada."

Devara’s expression immediately became attentive.

"Maya?"

Vishnu nodded.

"Yes. You have already encountered illusions and forms of mental manipulation during your battles, but those experiences were different. You were usually aware that something was wrong, and your other abilities helped you overcome them."

"I want you to reach a point where even if your senses, memories and surroundings are completely deceived, your mind itself refuses to surrender to the illusion."

Devara listened carefully.

"Maya is not simply creating an image that someone can see," Vishnu continued.

"A true illusion can make the mind accept something that does not exist as reality. It can alter what you hear, what you see and what you feel. It can even make you question your own memories. If your mind depends entirely upon your senses, then the moment your senses are deceived, you become vulnerable."

Devara looked across the empty island.

"So you’re going to make me fight illusions?"

Vishnu smiled.

"That is one part of it."

"And the other?"

"The Gada."

Vishnu raised his hand, and divine energy began gathering around his palm.

The air itself seemed to become heavier for a moment before a magnificent Gada appeared in his hand. Its presence alone made the ground beneath them tremble faintly.

Devara looked at the weapon with interest.

Vishnu slowly rotated it once before resting it against his shoulder.

"The Gada is not merely a weapon of brute strength. Anyone can swing a heavy weapon if they possess enough physical power. Mastering the Gada requires balance, timing, footwork, control and an understanding of how momentum works. Every movement of the weapon has to come from the entire body."

He demonstrated a simple movement, rotating the Gada through his hand before bringing it down toward the ground without actually striking it.

The pressure generated by the movement caused dust to rise several feet away.

Devara’s eyes widened slightly.

"And I assume you’re going to make me learn that."

"Of course."

Devara gave a small smile.

Vishnu then became serious again.

"But there is another reason I am teaching you these techniques together."

Devara looked at him.

"Maya can deceive your mind. The Gada requires your body to remain perfectly aware of its surroundings. I want you to learn how to maintain control of yourself even when everything around you tells you something completely different."

He pointed toward Devara’s head.

"Your mind must become stronger than your senses."

Then he pointed toward Devara’s body.

"And your body must respond according to your will rather than according to what the illusion tells you."

Devara nodded slowly.

Vishnu continued,

"I will create illusions that make you believe you are somewhere else. I may make you see enemies that do not exist, allies that are not really there or situations that never happened. You may see your kingdom destroyed. You may see your family in danger. You may even see yourself dying."

Devara’s expression hardened.

"Your instinct will be to react."

Vishnu smiled faintly.

"And that is exactly what I want to test."

Devara looked toward his father with renewed determination.

"Then how do I know what is real?"

Vishnu’s smile became slightly deeper.

"That is what you are here to learn."

He lowered the Gada and looked directly into Devara’s eyes.

"When your senses cannot be trusted, you must learn to trust something deeper. Your awareness. Your reasoning. Your will. You must be able to stand inside Maya without allowing Maya to enter you."

Devara took a slow breath.

"So the goal isn’t simply to resist illusions."

"No," Vishnu replied.

"The goal is to understand yourself so completely that an illusion cannot convince you to become something you are not."

The wind passed between them.

Vishnu then handed the Gada toward Devara.

"Take it."

Devara reached forward and gripped the weapon.

The moment his fingers closed around it, his expression changed.

It was heavier than he expected.

Much heavier.

His arm immediately lowered several inches under its weight, and he had to adjust his stance to keep himself balanced.

Vishnu smiled.

"Good."

Devara looked at the Gada and then at his father.

"I have a feeling this is going to be a long training."

Vishnu laughed softly.

"Very long."

He stepped backward.

"And we have only just begun."

Meanwhile, far away from the barren island where Devara’s training had begun, three goddesses were watching the proceedings from a divine realm.

Goddess Lakshmi had come to meet Goddess Parvati and Goddess Saraswati, and although the three of them had plenty to discuss, their attention kept returning to the same thing.

In front of them floated a divine vision created through their powers, allowing them to see everything happening on the distant island as clearly as though they were standing there themselves.

Parvati sat comfortably while watching Devara struggle to properly hold the Gada Vishnu had given him.

A small smile appeared on her face when she saw him adjust his stance for the third time.

"He’s having trouble with it,"

Parvati remarked.

Lakshmi immediately smiled.

"He has never trained with a Gada of that level before."

Saraswati watched silently for a moment before saying,

"The weapon is only one part of the lesson. Vishnu is deliberately making him uncomfortable so that Devara will learn to control his body instead of relying entirely upon his natural strength."

Lakshmi nodded, though her eyes remained fixed upon her son.

"Still, he looks exhausted."

Parvati glanced at her with amusement.

"You are his mother too. Of course you are going to worry."

Lakshmi gave her a small look.

"And you wouldn’t?"

Parvati immediately looked back toward the vision.

"I never said that."

Saraswati smiled faintly at the exchange.

The three goddesses continued watching as Vishnu demonstrated another Gada movement.

Devara carefully attempted to imitate him, rotating the weapon through his hands before bringing it downward.

His first attempt was slightly off balance, forcing him to take two quick steps to prevent himself from falling.

Parvati laughed softly.

"He almost fell."

Lakshmi frowned.

"He did not fall."

"He almost did."

"He corrected himself."

Saraswati calmly observed,

"Both of you are watching him as though he is still a child."

The two goddesses looked at her.

Saraswati continued,

"He may be a king, a warrior and the bearer of countless divine abilities, but to the three of us, he will always be our son."

Lakshmi’s expression softened.

"That’s true."

Parvati looked toward Devara again.

"Even when he becomes powerful enough to challenge the heavens, I suppose we will still be standing here worrying whether he has eaten properly."

Lakshmi smiled.

"Or whether he is sleeping enough."

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