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Devine Madness: Faith That Unmade The God.

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"She is the verse they tried to forget. He is the truth they chose to erase." Pravya, an 18-year-old tech prodigy from modern India, dies mysteriously inside the ruins of a temple that hadn’t been discovered yet. But death is only the beginning. She awakens 3,000 years in the past, reborn inside a preserved, sacred body meant to contain the fragmented pieces of her original soul — a soul forgotten even by time itself. Now bound to a mysterious system called Turyanashya, she must complete the ancient, unfinished work that even the gods abandoned. But she’s not alone. Lurking in the shadows of heaven and myth is Anekrá — A being who was once the eldest of the gods, erased from scriptures and memory. His presence warps reality. His eyes, hidden for eternity, hold power that even the trinity fears. And Pravya… is the one who can make him feel again. Their paths collide in a world of celestial war, divine politics, soul fragments, forbidden rituals, and a love so taboo it could collapse heaven itself. "You were never supposed to return." "Then why did the universe bleed to make space for me?"
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Chapter 1 - The Unborn Verse.

Present Time Somewhere in Uttarakhand, India.

"Oh I Lost contact from group! UH~ Even my phone is dead."

Ruined Temple – Hidden in Himalayan Thickets

A storm came without warning.

I had to take shelter out of necessity.

One moment, I had been playfully arguing with my classmates about mythic nonsense——

And next, I Found myself alone, breath heaving, surrounded by stone ruins ,Never seen before.

I didn't meant to get separated from the archaeology field trip.

I didn't even wandered that far.

But here it's now–

A massive, vine-choked temple cradled in silence, half-swallowed by mountain and root.

There are no roads. No birds. Not Even a glimpses of living other than me.

Walking around the temple perceive, Its not been long building this.

And yet...

Somehow...

"This place... feels older than the wind,"

I couldn't hold back saying, goosebumps rising.

The carvings on the temple walls weren't in any known script.

"Wow , This is something new. I haven't seen this kind of scripture before in my overall study."

The entrance, arched like an open eye, is filled with an unnatural quiet.

Yet an intuition gasped.

As if something hummed inside.

"This feeling of knowness, feeling of familiarity, so strong. "

"Why does it feel like... it knows me ? "

My feet moved before my brain consented.

"It would have been better if I had a camera to capture this seight it's so artistic and full of mystery."

Inside the Temple

Darkness didn't wait. It embraced me.

Every breath I took tastes like ash and ancient prayers.

My torch flickered violently .

" Oh no buddy, Don't give up your life like this I still need You. "

In end my torch didn't survive.

I reached a hollowed chamber putting faith on my eyes.

one with nine circular stones arranged like petals — but one petal was missing.

At its center stood a jagged pedestal, still red with something disturbingly fresh.

How odd.

Curiosity slapped me.

And I went closer to it.

Who would have expected that rather than curiosity killing a cat. It could kill me.

Strangely enough this thought created existence in my head.

"W–What's happening! "

Ground began to shiver as if earthquake took place out of nowhere.

"An earthquake???! "

Before I move myself out ...

The stone beneath me caved, the air condensed to liquid, and Looks like this earthquake will turned into my fossil making ceremony.

A sharp pulse ripped through my spine—

"What—!?"

Floor slipped underground and ceiling Collapsed in a way, it would make a new floor over me .

I got no moment to voice myself.

(Is this my end...)

My eyes burned with images that didn't belong to me.

Now it sure feels I'm counting my last moments.

Not in agony.

Not in fire or drowning.

But in absolute silence.

A death blessed as if the person never existed, Never lived.

Soul Transit – Between Time ✧

"Where—am I—?"

" I clearly remember that I—. Died?!"

"The temple floor suddenly fall apart. I collapsed there. "

"I–Is this how after life works?"

A voice.

Mechanical. Celestial. Gentle.

Emerged.

[System TURYANASHYA Linking…]

> Soul Fragment: 7th of 9

Preservation Host Found

Timeline Alignment: -3012 BCE (Before Current Era)

Connection Stable.

Mission Directive: Restore the Original Verse. Complete the Unfinished Work of Original Creation.

"Wait—wait—what?! I'm dead! Really?! Who's talking—?"

Screen shimmered and the voice I heard ,now was written in all floating before me.

Golden rings spun silently, forming a loose constellation of glyphs in front.

Text flowed between symbols like glowing thread, weaving itself into clarity

> [Turyanashya: Soul Link Active]

[Fragment 7th of 9 — Preserved Vessel Stabilized]

[Divine Objective: Awaken the Forgotten Verse. Proceed with Caution.]

Each word was beautiful—terrible—cosmic.

Like it wasn't meant for mortals to read.

"You're not just a system…"

"You're a art … no one dared to finish."

I couldn't stop myself from admiring this thing which poped out of no where.

>[Pravya of the Current World, you are now bound to the task abandoned by the Devine Creator.]

What the voice said confused me

" What...No—no no no—you seems to have mistaken something! "

"A science and tech maniac like me chosen to work on something Devine??

I skipped mythology class! I built AI robots in school, not temples! WHY me!?"

> ...

Voice did not answer.

But cracked the black space around me.

And again before my words come out everything shattered.

•••

Hidden Sanctum – Temple of the Trinity (Long Sealed)

A new body jerked upright like a snapped thread.

It is me?

A gasp tore from my lungs—lungs that hadn't breathed for centuries.

My heart pounded. hands clutched the sides of a stone coffin lined with preserved lotus petals and layers of ancient script—Tridevian/ Trinity Seals long forgotten.

A new environment.

I was surrounded by walls covered in names of gods.

"What... where.."

I'm alive again ?

I don't believe in fate.

But if fate doesn't believe in me,

Then why did it drag me into a temple no one discovered before —

And leave me to die…

Just to live again?

I looked at my hands

These are Not mine—.

Paler.

Like a statue carved magnificent however untouched by time.

Stronger than I Originally was.

My hand Etched with faint glowing runes spiraling across wrists.

I removed myself from there.

My wandering gaze caught the suroundding breathtaking as paradise.

I looked into a still pool near the altar.

A reflection of me maybe, ten times beautiful than what I actually held.

"This face—this isn't me. This body—what the hell am I inside of?"

The system's voice whispered again.

>[You have inherited the preserved vessel of the Unborn Verse. This body was meant to contain all 9 fragments of your soul. Currently active: Fragment 7.]

> [Mission Priority: Reassemble the Soul. Awaken the Forbidden Flame. Unmake the Lie.]

I stumbled away from the pool, fear blooming like a second heart.

A lot of confusion about where I'm and why me is not like me in my original body. Soul Fragment? And Vessel zero?

Just what all is this.

"No " A low sound escape my lips .

I slammed my fist against the wall.

No echo.

The stone responded with heat. A glowing circle lit up — as if recognizing my emotions.

The carvings rearranged.

This is ancient Sanskrit? It's total different than what I heard from my friends.

How am I supposed to understand this now?!

"I'm not special neither divine. I am just a girl who didn't study Sanskrit—! "

And now what a Calamity.

> [Let the Verse awaken. Let the Witness return. Let the lie end.]

System read it aloud

Is this what supposed to mean?

" But— Verse? Witness? What lie?"

"And who—who the hell is the Witness?"

Before anything could make me understand the carving disappeared leaving a flower of lotus in middle.

••• outside a lighting strike in clear sky.

●●●

And far away, not in this living, someone pauses his breath, head turning ever so slightly.

As if sensing…

Something that was never ment alive.

●●●

Somewhere outside, a procession of women in ochre and white wandered way in hurry through the groves. In direction to tomb temple.

They weren't ordinary.

They were guardians of this place.

Foreheads bore sacred marks in reversed sequence, their eyes lined with powdered ash, and their chants echoed.

These were the Dāivika Strees. Crafted only to protect the Vessel zero's physical body by Trinity.

At the front walked a tall woman with silver-threaded hair and eyes the color of burnt myrrh. Her name was Rānaya, a priestess of the Old Flame.

"The seal has bled," she whispered. "The verse stirs."

A younger disciple stepped forward, hesitating.

"But Mother Rānaya... no one has set foot there in centuries."

"No one was meant to. And that is why someone just did."

Inside the Temple

I clung to the stone wall, yet I couldn't Stabiliz my breath. Even system has gone quiet again.

And my mind buzzes with overlapping questions.

"No one's coming for me? This is not a prank. This is nor a lucid dream. I'm stuck. Here in strangely beautiful place. I'm… 3000 years away from my present."

I moved toward the broken threshold of the temple — shaky, barefoot, but unhurt.

And to my surprise it's scaring me as

The carvings above the arch shifted subtly as I passed.

In the serene scene a gasp broke the silence.

"By the Devī..."

I turned, startled.

Who!?

Six women in robes caught me in their eyes.

One of them the tallest one stepped forward slowly.

"You— The Vessel zero– ..... is awake."

Again Vessel zero.... what is this there isn't an single understandable thing goin on,all my supreme knowledge seems of no use .

Will someone tell me what is all and why all referring me as Vessel zero.

"W–What...? "

Before this thought left me all the ladies bowed before me.... like really??? Why this now?

The leader Restored back .

And just as me she held a terrified look under her sobar aged face , as if she has seen something that was never ment to exist or awake again.

"Greetings.."

She said , adding.

"You are not of this world," she said, eyes marked on me to find clues.

For a moment I felt like thief caught red handed and this brief pause...

"Yet your breath moves within a vessel born before our Vedas were written."

But this now confused me . Her words... she seems to know me I guess —.

"I—uh—I'm not looking for trouble! I was just—one moment I was in a field trip, and now I'm here and I swear I'm not possessed!"

She chuckled hearing me.

On more stepped closer.

"What is your name, awaken one?"

Is she referring me? Out of habit I shove my gaze around me only to find I was all by myself there . Who else she could ask than me.

For first time my always bold voice hesitated.

"...Pravya."

I answered.

She just blinked. A few more time– and breaking the silence.

"Bring her," she ordered. "But gently."

The robed females hovered around me extending their hands.

"Wait—what? Bring where ?"

"To teach you about yourself. "

The leader lady answered turning and Leading the way.

So I'm getting out of this place now? ... I don't wanna admit but I'm excited about all.

We all walked out of the place I woke up. Sure it was total strange place. All of the ladies stayed around me as if they were my guardians. And certainty enough they were.

All of them introduced themselves they were call the ' Devika Strees ' guardians of the place called 'ANANTVYOM'/Infinite Space. The place I woke up.

The leader of them all were 'Rānaya' Though elderly yet the tallest one.

She asked me to call her has "Mother Rānaya. "

I was Originally an orphan I don't have any memory of my parents but calling her mother makes my heart blooms in different way, a feeling I never had before. A feeling of family.

She didn't spoke much but everything she uttered gave the feeling of closeness and trust in her.

Soon later we reached enough to spot a building more specifically a gurukul I'll be living in from now on maybe.

"The Ashvalaya Gurukul" here we are.

Nestled in a valley.

The structure was made of white stone.

Young disciples meditated near waterfall,

Some were practicing dance so beautiful enough to call it celestial.

From the time I woke up here things are surprisingly sufficient to scare in new way.

"Why are you helping me?" I asked, in voice barely above a breath to mother Rānaya.

"Because the temple that awakened you hasn't opened in over few millennia,"

Words didn't satisfy my question.

" And this is my responsibility. " She added.

These words weighted more as she spoke.

This might sound Irony now...but.

I used to be a robotics girl who flunked Sanskrit and mocked the Mahabharata in school skits."

I looked down at my hands.

The runes along my wrists felt pulsing faintly.

So again system showed up.

>[System TURYANASHYA Rebooted]

> You are now within Phase 1 of Soul Recovery.

Gurukul Ashvalaya: Designated Safe Zone

Objectives Unlocked:

⟶ Gain Knowledge of Ancient Era

⟶ Do Not Reveal System Existence to Any Living God or Disciple

Reading the screen above ring enlighten me "Oh… no pressure or anything… Great."

Time flowed soon...

As dusk fell, I sat near the lotus pond inside the Gurukul, wrapped in a robe I still didn't figure out how to wear it properly.

●●●●

And somewhere far-far from this universe , from all Verses from mortals even gods. From closed eyes he under the blindfold gazed upto sky, listening to the faint rhythm.

"You've awaken" he murmured, though no one else heard.

" Lets see what are you ."

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