“This is where you were first brought into a physical body, and how many lives have you spent among all the creations here?” the voice asked from the shadows.

“Too many to count, yet I cannot seem to help myself. I am driven to return over and over despite the outcomes,” I said. It was true, that I had endured horrific lives or lived insignificant calm ones. My heart ached to go back.

“Very well. We will watch, as we always do,” said one of the others.

Seven figures sat in a semi-circle in the large dark chamber at the base of the mountain interior. Their faces were hidden from sight. And I, in my deep blue garments, stood below their raised edifice.

“Will you remember this time?” asked one of me.

“With reminders, but I will retain my gifts for I will need them,” I answered and inclined my head in a respectful bow. It had always been my choice whether or not I should or would remember who I was in the past lives here, what I was capable of.

“The Danava will surely find you if you do this,” the voice to the right warned.

“Yes. They will,” I nodded.


“You are seeking this time…not observing?”

“I will be observing, but yes, I will be seeking this time,” came my answer.

I could see as they all turned to one another, exchanging glances.

“What do you hope to find? What do you hope to do with what you find?” asked one.

“Why…I will bring about the end of Kali Yuga. The age of light can only come through immense love, the end of darkness can only come from being a warrior being such as I am truly out of this body,” I reasoned, then continued, “there must be change and conditions have to be just so in order for me to do what I came to do.”

“You have been waiting all this time for that?”

“Sometimes you have to wait thousands of years, tens of thousands if need be. I have been patient and now is the time, watchers,” I said.

With that, I faded from them and listened for the call of the one who sought me. He would enable my creation and keep me safe until I was able to fend for myself.