RUDRA

Lust.

Injustice.

Treachery.

The Neelkant’s patience was running out..His whole body was pulsating with the urge to let go off all the energy building up inside him ever since the Kaliyuga had started, but now, it was time.

Time for the dance of death.

Thump! A small ripple was caused in the oceans of the universe.

Thump! He shook his dumaroo, as his steps vigorously synchronized with the beats.

Thump! Rudra’s cosmic dance enacted the role of an archer as the waters began receding, like the arrow being pulled back on his bow.

He was lost in dance, his matted hair springing violently , his red eyes wide open in rage as his every step generated heat within the earth.

Thump! The ground beneath his feet cracked as water started to flow .

Thump! Each wave was directed at sinners.

Thump! Every crack formed , devoured the transgressors while the waters caused wave upon wave as it engulfed the whole universe.

He slowly felt the energy ebb away when a sense of calm had overcome him. There he stood on a vast expanse of water,eyes closed as he gracefully lifted his right leg while letting his left arm loosely cross his body , his right hand raised to bless the universe for the upcoming cycle of creation.