As soon as he had turned 12 years, Satvik left his hometown in order to protect his family and prevent any other encounter with his potential enemies.
He has been traveling from town to town with the sole motive to lay low for a few years to come.
He had been performing odd jobs that ranged from working in the bar to taking care of stables.
After returning to his room at a small inn from his daytime job, Satvik lay on the bed which could be many things except being comfortable.
He was still trying to figure out his future plans while lying lazily on his bed.
A considerable amount of time had passed and he fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a similar location in dreamland, where he met Rias last time.
He got so excited and started looking for his wife but he failed to notice that he was still in his teenage form, unlike the adult form in which he had a rendezvous with Rias.
When he was desperately looking for his other half, he saw a teenager gently caressing a huge peacock which reminded him of Maurya in her monster form.
But this peacock was considerably smaller compared to other behemoths.
Satvik walked closer to the teenager who had similar height and had long black hair that reached his shoulder length.
The teenager was only wearing a golden-colored 'Dhoti' which covered his lower half and his upper half was bare and only covered with several pieces of jewelry that were garlanded around his neck.
(A/N: Google 'Dhoti' to get a clear image)
When Satvik was only a few feet away from the teenager, he heard him humming a song.
His shoulder-length black hairs swayed as the breeze passed through them.
The peacock then gently pecked his master with his beak, this made the teenager turn his head and look toward Satvik.
"Yo!" said the teenager while waving toward Satvik.
The teenager had a serene expression but his voice was quite energetic.
Satvik waved at him still in a daze. His black eyes were so deep as if Satvik was looking into the abyss itself.
Satvik was a straight man, but the person in front of him was very handsome, according to him.
After looking at his physical appearance, everyone would think that he might be in his late teens or early twenties.
He had a lean build and stood a tad tall as compared to Satvik.
"You're late, Mr. Apostle," said the teenager with a smile.
When Satvik heard that phrase, all his doubts were clear and after joining his hands he went on his knees and bowed his head.
"I'm sorry, Prabhu! I've failed to recognize you" muttered Satvik.
(A/N: 'Prabhu' means master or the Prince in Sanskrit and many the Indian languages; sometimes it is used to address a God.)
"Hahaha! It's fine, kid. Now stand up," muttered the teenager.
Satvik already knew that the teenager before him was a god and he could bet his soul on it.
"Not until you will tell me your identity, Prabhu," said Satvik while shaking his head.
"I'm known by many names. But you can call me Skanda" replied the god while holding Satvik's shoulder and picking him up.
"I've been given the task to personally train you, by my father" he continued.
Satvik's eyes opened wide. He couldn't believe that the Lord of Destruction, had sent his son to train him.
"So rejoice, my boy. I'll teach you everything there is about war" muttered Skanda.
Satvik had read the stories about the deity standing before him, who held the title "God of War."
However, Satvik's expression changed a bit. He didn't want to say this but, after looking at the character design of 'God of War' from several games and mangas, who had lots of muscles; the person in front of him looked a tad bit underwhelming.
"sigh!!" Skanda sighed after hearing Satvik's thought.
He looked at Satvik and said, "Don't associate muscles with pure strength, kid"
Satvik wanted to say something after he realized that his thoughts were not restricted to only him before a god, but was stopped by Skanda.
"To gain muscles you have to strain muscle fibers till they break apart and when they heal back, they're strengthened and have increased in volume" muttered Skanda while flexing his non-existent biceps.
"But in my case, there's hardly anything that I could do which would put any strain on my muscles," said Skanda while wiping fake tears.
Satvik rolled his eyes while looking at him wiping fake tears.
"Ah! Maybe if I bench pressed my Father..." muttered Skanda as if he had gone through revaluation but stopped mid-sentence.
"Forget that! I will definitely die if I do that. That's too much" he said with a dry laugh.
"Pfffffft!!!" Satvik tried to hold back his laugh as he imagined what Skanda had previously said.
"For now I hope this would clear your doubts" muttered Skanda.
As soon as those words left his mouth a golden light enveloped his body.
Satvik covered his eyes with his hand otherwise he would have turned blind.
When Satvik removed his hand, he saw a silhouette of a person several meters tall.
He had six heads and several arms holding a variety of weapons.
The dream world shook vehemently.
"I hope this was enough" muttered Skanda in a majestic domineering voice while looking down at Satvik.
Satvik nodded furiously as he looked up at the 50-foot-tall god in front of him.
Then as if nothing happened, Skanda returned to his teenage avatar.
"Now if we don't have any further doubts, let's begin with your training," said Skanda energetically and started to walk away in different directions happily.
Satvik still looked at him in a daze, as he knew that what he was shown was a mere fraction of his true strength.
"Are you coming or not?" asked Skanda.
"Coming Gurudev!" Satvik shouted as he ran behind him.
------
Satvik was sitting in front of Skanda like an obedient student waiting for instructions.
Skanda observed him with a smile on his face and said, "Listen, Kid! Your class revolves around stamina."
"As a dancer, you must have known this since but now you require stamina more than ever."
You won't be having enough base defense and attack in your status to begin with."
"You will be required to dodge everything and hit your enemy several times so the damage starts to pile up."
"You won't be able to perform one-hit kills like you've been thinking about for a while."
After listening to God's explanation Satvik frowned.
What kind of protagonist doesn't have 'Hero's Strike' which deals with enemies in a single strike.
"Don't make that kind of face. Everything depends upon skill and strength and if you're lucky and smart, you might be able to overpower your enemies with a single strike" said Skanda while rolling his eyes.
Satvik nodded with a smile on his face.
"So let me call your training partner" muttered Skanda.
"Huh? I thought you'll be training me?" said Satvik in somewhat confusion.
"hahahah!" Skanda started laughing.
"You're too young and green for that kid. For now, you'll be training with her" said Skanda and snapped hai fingers.
'Her?' muttered Satvik.
Then out of nowhere a new entity appeared before the duo and when Satvik's gaze landed on her, his jaw fell and his eyes turned wide.
His new so-called training partner was a woman.
She stood at 168 cm tall and was wearing a bright pink colored 'Saree' that tightly hugged her body but her perfectly proportionate br**sts were hardly covered and were almost on bare display.
She was adorned with jewelry from head to toe and had a long jet-black braided ponytail that almost reached her knees.
With her curvaceous figure and mature aura that surrounded her, she was the epitome of perfection.
Her violet eyes looked gently at Satvik who was now drooling with wide eyes.
Then she looked at Skanda and bowed before him and said, "Urvashi is pleased to be summoned, Prabhu!"
When Satvik heard her sweet and melodious voice, his heart started to beat faster, and with every second that passed, he felt like he would pass out.
It was getting hard with every passing moment to control his carnal urges while looking at the Apsara in front of him.
[ A/N: 'Apsaras' are the most beautiful, supernatural female beings as per Hindu culture. They are youthful and elegant, and superb in the art of dancing. ]
"Well Urvashi you already know what you have to do," said Skanda and with a smile looked at Satvik.
"Train this horny dog" he muttered while giggling.
Satvik snapped out of his daze and after shutting his eyes to prevent himself from getting charmed by the Apsara he turned towards Skanda.
"How am I supposed to train with her?" he said while breathing heavily trying to urge his carnal thirst.
"She'll help you overcome man's two greatest weaknesses, Ego and Lust!"
"These two have led to the downfall of great personalities throughout history"
"Hehe! You have no idea, how perfect of a partner she is for you" said Skanda while laughing.
Satvik then again looked at her and was once again lost in her Charm and muttered in a dreamy voice, "Yeah, perfect life partner."
"hehe" giggled Urvashi.
Then Satvik passed out with a blissful smile after listening to her sweet voice once again.
Skanda crouched and picked up a stick and used it to poke Satvik's face.
"Tch! this is going to be harder than I expected" muttered Skanda while rubbing his forehead.
Urvashi sat down next to Satvik and placed his head on her lap.
Then while gently caressing Satvik's face she muttered, "He's a mortal, even Rishis and Devas succumbed to my charm."
[A/N: 'Rishi' were a holy Hindu sage, saint, or inspired poet, who in most cases has renounced the world]
"Fine! Lower your charm for now while training him or he'll die if he keeps bleeding through his nose like that," muttered Skanda with a sigh.
'Even though it's just his spirit.'
As soon as he had turned 12 years, Satvik left his hometown in order to protect his family and prevent any other encounter with his potential enemies.
He has been traveling from town to town with the sole motive to lay low for a few years to come.
He had been performing odd jobs that ranged from working in the bar to taking care of stables.
After returning to his room at a small inn from his daytime job, Satvik lay on the bed which could be many things except being comfortable.
He was still trying to figure out his future plans while lying lazily on his bed.
A considerable amount of time had passed and he fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a similar location in dreamland, where he met Rias last time.
He got so excited and started looking for his wife but he failed to notice that he was still in his teenage form, unlike the adult form in which he had a rendezvous with Rias.
When he was desperately looking for his other half, he saw a teenager gently caressing a huge peacock which reminded him of Maurya in her monster form.
But this peacock was considerably smaller compared to other behemoths.
Satvik walked closer to the teenager who had similar height and had long black hair that reached his shoulder length.
The teenager was only wearing a golden-colored 'Dhoti' which covered his lower half and his upper half was bare and only covered with several pieces of jewelry that were garlanded around his neck.
(A/N: Google 'Dhoti' to get a clear image)
When Satvik was only a few feet away from the teenager, he heard him humming a song.
His shoulder-length black hairs swayed as the breeze passed through them.
The peacock then gently pecked his master with his beak, this made the teenager turn his head and look toward Satvik.
"Yo!" said the teenager while waving toward Satvik.
The teenager had a serene expression but his voice was quite energetic.
Satvik waved at him still in a daze. His black eyes were so deep as if Satvik was looking into the abyss itself.
Satvik was a straight man, but the person in front of him was very handsome, according to him.
After looking at his physical appearance, everyone would think that he might be in his late teens or early twenties.
He had a lean build and stood a tad tall as compared to Satvik.
"You're late, Mr. Apostle," said the teenager with a smile.
When Satvik heard that phrase, all his doubts were clear and after joining his hands he went on his knees and bowed his head.
"I'm sorry, Prabhu! I've failed to recognize you" muttered Satvik.
(A/N: 'Prabhu' means master or the Prince in Sanskrit and many the Indian languages; sometimes it is used to address a God.)
"Hahaha! It's fine, kid. Now stand up," muttered the teenager.
Satvik already knew that the teenager before him was a god and he could bet his soul on it.
"Not until you will tell me your identity, Prabhu," said Satvik while shaking his head.
"I'm known by many names. But you can call me Skanda" replied the god while holding Satvik's shoulder and picking him up.
"I've been given the task to personally train you, by my father" he continued.
Satvik's eyes opened wide. He couldn't believe that the Lord of Destruction, had sent his son to train him.
"So rejoice, my boy. I'll teach you everything there is about war" muttered Skanda.
Satvik had read the stories about the deity standing before him, who held the title "God of War."
However, Satvik's expression changed a bit. He didn't want to say this but, after looking at the character design of 'God of War' from several games and mangas, who had lots of muscles; the person in front of him looked a tad bit underwhelming.
"sigh!!" Skanda sighed after hearing Satvik's thought.
He looked at Satvik and said, "Don't associate muscles with pure strength, kid"
Satvik wanted to say something after he realized that his thoughts were not restricted to only him before a god, but was stopped by Skanda.
"To gain muscles you have to strain muscle fibers till they break apart and when they heal back, they're strengthened and have increased in volume" muttered Skanda while flexing his non-existent biceps.
"But in my case, there's hardly anything that I could do which would put any strain on my muscles," said Skanda while wiping fake tears.
Satvik rolled his eyes while looking at him wiping fake tears.
"Ah! Maybe if I bench pressed my Father..." muttered Skanda as if he had gone through revaluation but stopped mid-sentence.
"Forget that! I will definitely die if I do that. That's too much" he said with a dry laugh.
"Pfffffft!!!" Satvik tried to hold back his laugh as he imagined what Skanda had previously said.
"For now I hope this would clear your doubts" muttered Skanda.
As soon as those words left his mouth a golden light enveloped his body.
Satvik covered his eyes with his hand otherwise he would have turned blind.
When Satvik removed his hand, he saw a silhouette of a person several meters tall.
He had six heads and several arms holding a variety of weapons.
The dream world shook vehemently.
"I hope this was enough" muttered Skanda in a majestic domineering voice while looking down at Satvik.
Satvik nodded furiously as he looked up at the 50-foot-tall god in front of him.
Then as if nothing happened, Skanda returned to his teenage avatar.
"Now if we don't have any further doubts, let's begin with your training," said Skanda energetically and started to walk away in different directions happily.
Satvik still looked at him in a daze, as he knew that what he was shown was a mere fraction of his true strength.
"Are you coming or not?" asked Skanda.
"Coming Gurudev!" Satvik shouted as he ran behind him.
------
Satvik was sitting in front of Skanda like an obedient student waiting for instructions.
Skanda observed him with a smile on his face and said, "Listen, Kid! Your class revolves around stamina."
"As a dancer, you must have known this since but now you require stamina more than ever."
You won't be having enough base defense and attack in your status to begin with."
"You will be required to dodge everything and hit your enemy several times so the damage starts to pile up."
"You won't be able to perform one-hit kills like you've been thinking about for a while."
After listening to God's explanation Satvik frowned.
What kind of protagonist doesn't have 'Hero's Strike' which deals with enemies in a single strike.
"Don't make that kind of face. Everything depends upon skill and strength and if you're lucky and smart, you might be able to overpower your enemies with a single strike" said Skanda while rolling his eyes.
Satvik nodded with a smile on his face.
"So let me call your training partner" muttered Skanda.
"Huh? I thought you'll be training me?" said Satvik in somewhat confusion.
"hahahah!" Skanda started laughing.
"You're too young and green for that kid. For now, you'll be training with her" said Skanda and snapped hai fingers.
'Her?' muttered Satvik.
Then out of nowhere a new entity appeared before the duo and when Satvik's gaze landed on her, his jaw fell and his eyes turned wide.
His new so-called training partner was a woman.
She stood at 168 cm tall and was wearing a bright pink colored 'Saree' that tightly hugged her body but her perfectly proportionate br**sts were hardly covered and were almost on bare display.
She was adorned with jewelry from head to toe and had a long jet-black braided ponytail that almost reached her knees.
With her curvaceous figure and mature aura that surrounded her, she was the epitome of perfection.
Her violet eyes looked gently at Satvik who was now drooling with wide eyes.
Then she looked at Skanda and bowed before him and said, "Urvashi is pleased to be summoned, Prabhu!"
When Satvik heard her sweet and melodious voice, his heart started to beat faster, and with every second that passed, he felt like he would pass out.
It was getting hard with every passing moment to control his carnal urges while looking at the Apsara in front of him.
[ A/N: 'Apsaras' are the most beautiful, supernatural female beings as per Hindu culture. They are youthful and elegant, and superb in the art of dancing. ]
"Well Urvashi you already know what you have to do," said Skanda and with a smile looked at Satvik.
"Train this horny dog" he muttered while giggling.
Satvik snapped out of his daze and after shutting his eyes to prevent himself from getting charmed by the Apsara he turned towards Skanda.
"How am I supposed to train with her?" he said while breathing heavily trying to urge his carnal thirst.
"She'll help you overcome man's two greatest weaknesses, Ego and Lust!"
"These two have led to the downfall of great personalities throughout history"
"Hehe! You have no idea, how perfect of a partner she is for you" said Skanda while laughing.
Satvik then again looked at her and was once again lost in her Charm and muttered in a dreamy voice, "Yeah, perfect life partner."
"hehe" giggled Urvashi.
Then Satvik passed out with a blissful smile after listening to her sweet voice once again.
Skanda crouched and picked up a stick and used it to poke Satvik's face.
"Tch! this is going to be harder than I expected" muttered Skanda while rubbing his forehead.
Urvashi sat down next to Satvik and placed his head on her lap.
Then while gently caressing Satvik's face she muttered, "He's a mortal, even Rishis and Devas succumbed to my charm."
[A/N: 'Rishi' were a holy Hindu sage, saint, or inspired poet, who in most cases has renounced the world]
"Fine! Lower your charm for now while training him or he'll die if he keeps bleeding through his nose like that," muttered Skanda with a sigh.
'Even though it's just his spirit.'
