Divine System: Krishna's Return
**When gods fall, they forget who they are.**
Krishna was the Supreme God—the eternal source, the cosmic dancer, the one who held infinity in his palm. For ten thousand years, he ruled the divine realm alongside Radha, his eternal beloved, their love so profound it was woven into the fabric of existence itself. Where there was Krishna, there was Radha. Where there was Radha, there was Krishna. This was not poetry. This was cosmic law.
But when darkness began consuming the mortal world—a corruption so deep it threatened to unravel creation itself—Krishna made an impossible choice.
He would descend. Alone.
To move undetected through the corruption, to heal it from within, he sealed away everything that made him divine: his reality-bending powers, his eons of cosmic knowledge, his memories of eternity. Even his memory of *her*.
Radha begged him not to go. Threatened him. Promised to follow. But Krishna descended anyway, his consciousness fragmenting as his divine form collapsed into mortal flesh, his last thought a desperate apology to the woman he was forgetting.
The Supreme God died.
And fifteen years later, Krishna was born in his place.
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**Now he's just a fifteen-year-old high school student in Mumbai.**
Krishna is unremarkable in every way that matters to the mortal world. Average grades. Average looks. Average life. His greatest accomplishments are finishing webnovels in single sittings and nearly perfecting the art of sleeping through history class.
But he dreams.
Every night, he dreams of battles he's never fought, of wisdom he's never learned, of a woman with eyes like eternity who weeps for something—*someone*—she's lost. He wakes with his heart broken and can never remember why.
Then, on an ordinary afternoon in an ordinary classroom, everything changes.
A presence blooms in his mind. Golden. Absolute. Undeniable.
**[SYSTEM: AWAKENING.]**
The Divine Guidance Karma System activates, offering him powers tied to a character template of his choosing. Any hero, any legend, any mythological figure—their abilities can be his. And Krishna, bearing the name he's carried his whole life without understanding its weight, makes the only choice that feels like destiny.
He chooses *himself*. The god he doesn't remember being.
With each task the System presents, fragments of his sealed divinity return. Enhanced strength that makes him faster than humanly possible. Supernatural perception that lets him see truth through lies. An inexplicable compulsion to help those in need, to protect the weak, to stand against darkness wherever it festers.
But the more power he gains, the stranger things become. Shadows move wrong in corners. People's eyes sometimes flash with something ancient and hungry. The world has secrets, and they're starting to notice him noticing them.
Krishna thinks he's becoming a hero.
He has no idea he's remembering one.
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**Then she arrives.**
Radha walks into his classroom on a Monday morning, and the universe holds its breath.
She's beautiful—impossibly, dangerously, *cosmically* beautiful in a way that makes his classmates stare and his teachers stutter. But that's not what makes Krishna's heart stop.
It's the recognition.
Not in his mind—his memories are still locked away, his divine consciousness still sealed. But his *soul* remembers. Every cell in his body screams that he knows her, that she's important, that she's *everything*. He looks at her and feels something shatter and reconstruct itself in the same breath, like his heart is trying to remember how to beat in a rhythm it forgot fifteen years ago.
For one impossible moment, their eyes meet.
Krishna sees eternity in her gaze. Sees ten thousand years of love, of promises, of a bond that transcends mortality itself.
Then he sees fury.
Because Radha remembers *everything*.
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