r/AllAuthorsWelcome • u/Professional_Fox6551 • 12h ago
Finally wrote and published my first Novel
They were 17. By midnight, they were 5. And the sky had to choose a side. Ramapuram was supposed to be a home. Guru Viswanathan took 16 broken children and forged them into stars. But on the 13th of July, at 3:14 AM, 15 of those stars were found hanging from the Ghost Tree. Gone by morning. As if they had never existed. As if Dharma itself was being tested. The axe came home. The torch came home. Parashurama and Mahesh returned to bury their brothers—and found only empty ropes instead. What followed was not justice. It was war. Four hours to Ramapuram. Four hours of dust and Dharma. Fifty minutes in darkness where every breath cost blood. Traps made of snakes. Armies made of mirrors. A dragon that became a god. And a vow whispered over a grave: “Today we don’t fight to survive. Today we fight so we have no regrets.” But war always demands payment. Pallavi dies with her eyes open. Arjun is taken through a mango tree that grew in a graveyard. A brother raises an axe against a brother. And a man who taught others never to run… learns how to hunt. While Guru bleeds from wounds he never received, while parents drive 120 kilometres toward a son they no longer recognize, and while Surotama completes a 35-year vow to awaken what should never breathe, four disciples stand in the mud with one final vow: “Before 12. All 5.” This is not a story of good versus evil. This is the story of Dharma versus Dharma. Of Sky versus Star. Of what happens when a teacher’s love becomes a weapon. LORD HARI HARA’S ARRIVAL: PART 1 — THE AXE IN THE MUD. The axe fell. The mud drank. And the gods started watching. For fans of Mahabharata retold in blood, John Wick’s grief, and mythology that hits like a war drum. Trigger Warning: Graphic violence, grief, and torture. Not for the faint of heart.
