Chapter 511: The Road to Becoming a Disciple
On your way out, you went to the river to bandage the wound on your hand.
But during this period of time, the young man you saw yesterday who called himself Karna was furious, but after seeing you, he remained silent and spoke for a long time.
"I see you have been banished, and so have I. Let us go together to find a master who can help us surpass Drona's disciples."
You smiled and didn't care about it, but still agreed to Karna's request.
You and Karna begin to travel together. On the way, you will ask for advice from the masters you meet, and you will also ask and try to learn from those who do not understand the techniques.
But basically, no one will teach knowledge to you, a son of Suta (Karna) and a son of Gupta, and even regard you as troublemakers.
You noticed that Karna's anger was growing stronger and stronger, and he could hardly stand the problems caused by his identity, but with your presence, his mentality was much better.
Because, compared to Sudo, Gupta is even more despicable. If those people only ridicule and use their torsos against him, they will mostly attack you directly with force when it comes to you.
Even Karna attacked several times.
You know this is a normal thing, and although you are angry, you don’t take it to heart. After all, these people are just stupid people.
But Karna was not like that. Every time he encountered a setback, he would become more angry, and his desire for power and knowledge would increase.
Finally, the first conflict broke out between you.
You have come to the hermitage of Axoruma, and Karna is extremely angry because of the last experience. He knows that if he still exists as the son of Suta, Axoruma will most likely not accept him, so he is extremely angry and asks you to change your appearance, disguise yourself as a Brahmin, and then become a disciple of the masters who can help you.
He even swore a vow, saying that he would break with his past self and all traditions. The new him would create new rules and turn the caste dogma into ashes with his own efforts. His abilities would define his existence.
You just smiled.
“But this is cheating, Karna.”
"But we have no choice, Arusha, you know, no one will teach us more advanced techniques!"
"But is it really okay to use deception to get what you want? Besides, Karna, we are different."
"Then we should prove our talents even more!"
"Knowledge is for self-improvement, Karna, not for comparison."
You feel helpless. If you say that Karna deceived others, as the son of Suta, and not strictly speaking, a Kshatriya, he would not be blamed too much, but as a Gupta, it is not acceptable.
There will definitely be people who will cause trouble for their parents and themselves because of this.
Karna was silent. He thought about it again and again and decided to leave you.
"I understand, Arusha. I won't make things difficult for you, but I won't give up."
"Even if you will be cursed? Even die?"
"Yes."
Karna left, and you knew he would eventually go down that path.
So you set out on your journey alone.
You found Axe-wielding Rama who was practicing and explained your identity.
"You are so brave that you dare to come before me, but I will not teach you!"
Axe-wielding Rama answered you rudely, looking at you with an angry look, it was obvious that your behavior of not following the hierarchy was rebellion in his eyes.
"But I will not harm anyone who is thirsty for knowledge. Go!"
You nodded, not caring, but you thought of the story of Karna: Karna was cursed by Aparagoddess Rama because he deceived Aparagoddess Rama that he was a Brahmin, and in his most critical moment, he would forget everything he had learned.
And Karna did die from it.
So you think about it again and again and decide to remind Axe-wielding Rama.
Because you want to save Karna in this way.
But when he saw that you wanted to continue speaking, Axe-wielding Rama grabbed your arm and threw you out of his territory. You tried to go in, but the moment you got close, you lost the ability to speak and subconsciously left.
You had no choice but to leave a warning line, writing down what you knew, that Karna would die because of his curse, and that you didn't want Karna to die.
But after you left, Karna appeared, he looked at the words you left behind and destroyed them bit by bit.
"Thank you, Arusha, my friend , but being unable to learn knowledge, show my talent, and prove my ability is more terrible than dying with a curse."
Karna, disguised as a Brahmin, resolutely walked towards the place where Axe-wielding Rama was.
At the same time, you continued your journey and kept running into obstacles. No one in the world was willing to teach a farmer's son, so until you reached the foot of the snow-capped mountains, you had not received any teacher's teachings and were seriously injured.
That was done by the disciples of the previous Brahmin master. They thought you were overstepping your authority and wanted to kill you.
Those disciples cast terrible spells, so you can only barely drive them back with a hail of arrows and then escape.
As you cleaned your wounds by the Ganges, your blood flowed down the river, and you lay on the stones, knowing that this might be your end.
You are helpless because you have suffered disasters all your life because of your caste, whether it was the migration as a child or being arbitrarily assigned here by Krishna, and because of his ridiculous order, you are going to die here.
But you know better that if you resist, the Kshatriya warriors who possess magical powers can easily kill your entire family and clan.
Without the same power as them, you can only choose to obey.
In order to repay the kindness of your adoptive parents, you chose to accept this fate.
In fact, from the moment you set out, you knew this day would come.
"It's a pity that I couldn't make this world a better place."
Lying by the Ganges, you looked at the Ganges and couldn't help but think of the dirty Ganges in the future and the worries of your adoptive parents. But at the same time, you also saw a Linga abandoned here, a symbol of Shiva.
You struggled to get up, walked to the side of the linga, and used the last of your strength to straighten it.
After all, this is the last thing you can do.
Since we cannot resist the tragic fate, we can only do better. After all, there really is a God in this world. We are going to die anyway, so we might as well believe in Him.
But surprisingly, at the moment of death, the first thing that comes to your mind is not hatred towards those Kshatriyas and Brahmins.
You know that those short-sighted Brahmins and Kshatriyas will definitely be liquidated in the future. They are a group of people who cannot see the truth of the world. It is a pity that you cannot put an end to them with your own hands, but what you are more worried about now is your adoptive parents .
"I really hope that there are gods or immortals who can heal them and allow them to have real biological children. After all, they are very pitiful and kind..."
After praying to the sky, you closed your eyes and silently waited for death at the turn of the new year.
And when you fainted, the whole universe trembled.
