After the family discussion, Rudra realized they couldn't wait for the 10,000 Supremes to come to Earth. They needed to strike at the source. Using his dark energy, Rudra opened a massive portal, and the entire group—Isha, Radha, Sruthi, Kamal, Sai, and Jaswanth—descended into the depths of Hell.
The air was thick with sulfur and the screams of fallen souls. Suddenly, a Greater Demon emerged from the shadows. He was a giant, covered in ancient armor, radiating a power that made the Elite-7 tremble. Everyone in Hell knew him as the "God of Terror."
The Greater Demon looked at the intruders and roared, "Who dares enter my domain?!"
But then, his eyes met Rudra's. The demon's roar turned into a whimper. He recognized the Bama Kali energy and the ancestral bloodline. Without a second thought, the massive Greater Demon dropped to his knees, his forehead touching the dusty ground.
"My Lord... Rudra... forgive my ignorance," the demon whispered in a voice like crashing rocks.
Seeing this legendary monster surrender, the 9,99,991 soldiers and the 10,000 demons already in Hell immediately followed suit. Thousands upon thousands of demons hit the ground simultaneously.
Everyone knelt before Rudra. Isha stood beside him, her eyes glowing with pride. Rudra looked down at the Greater Demon and said coldly, "Stand up. You have information I need about the Supremes."The mysterious stranger in Hell looked Rudra in the eye, delivering a truth that chilled the air. "Rudra, you must understand the gravity of this. It is not four babies. It is one child."
Rudra listened, his grip tightening on the Bama Kali sword.
"Your grandfather Prasad's soul was divided into four powerful fragments," the stranger continued. "Over the last four years, those four fragments have found their way into Isha's womb. Because the soul is so massive and divine, it cannot manifest in months. Your child will remain in Isha's womb for four years to fully absorb your grandfather's strength and memories."
Rudra was stunned. "Four years?" he whispered, looking at Isha.
"Yes," the stranger warned. "He will be born not as a helpless infant, but as a warrior with the wisdom of Prasad and the dark power of Rudra. But there is a price. For these four years, Isha will be the target of every demon in existence. The 10,000 Supremes know that if this child is born, their era ends forever. They will try to kill him before he even takes his first breath."
Isha placed her hand on her stomach. She didn't look afraid; she looked like a fortress. Rudra stepped beside her, his aura flaring to 100%. He looked at his brothers—Sai, Jaswanth, and Kamal.
"Hear me!" Rudra roared. "For the next four years, my wife is the center of this universe. Anyone who even looks at her with ill intent will be erased from history!"
Sai and Jaswanth drew their weapons, and little Kamal stood guard at Isha's side. The long wait for the Ultimate Warrior had begun.While the revelation of the four-year pregnancy settled in, Rudra's Ancestral Ring began to vibrate violently. It was reacting to another ring—the one they had found hidden within the old diary. As Rudra held both, the spirit of his Great Grandmother (also named Isha) appeared in a shimmering, ethereal form.
She looked at Rudra with ancient eyes and spoke, "My boy... my son Prasad is being reborn in your wife's womb. It is a cycle of 20 years. After 20 years, the egg has transformed, and now the soul returns. But you must be careful—my brother's son is the \infty (Infinity/Eternal Enemy), and he is coming for the child."
She then turned to the group and pointed toward the deepest part of the underworld. "Go to the Great Grave of Isha in my graveyard in Hell. There, you will find my Pet. It is a creature of immense power, more powerful than any weapon. No blade or spell can kill it. It has been waiting for my rebirth."
Rudra, Isha, and the brothers traveled to the ancient graveyard. There, at the Great Grave, they saw a shadow that made even the Greater Demons tremble. As soon as the current Isha stepped forward, the creature sensed its mistress's soul.
The Pet let out a roar that shook Hell and then began to glow. It transformed, shifting its shape from a terrifying beast into a small, sleek form that could hide in plain sight.
"This pet will protect you," the Great Grandmother's spirit whispered. "It can change into any form—a shield, a weapon, or a beast. It will guard the child in the womb for the next four years."
The pet leaped onto Isha's shoulder, its eyes glowing with a protective fire. Rudra now had a guardian that even the 10,000 Supremes could not kill.The office was in a state of utter confusion. The legendary creature from the Great Grave—the one that was supposed to be a world-ending weapon—had transformed into a small, fluffy Cat. Radha, Sruthi, and the soldiers were all laughing and playing with it, completely shocked that such a "beast" existed.
The cat purred and rubbed against Isha's feet, ignoring everyone else. "Look, Rudra," Isha laughed, picking up the cat. "It only follows my words. It's like it doesn't even know you're the Demon God."
Rudra narrowed his eyes. He didn't believe for a second that his Great Grandmother would leave behind just a common pet. He stepped forward, his Ancestral Ring glowing with a dark, commanding light. He channeled the authority of the bloodline and looked the cat straight in its glowing eyes.
"I am the successor of Prasad. I am the protector of Isha," Rudra's voice boomed, vibrating the office walls. "Change! Turn into a Snake!"
In a split second, the cute cat hissed. Its body stretched and morphed, its fur turning into shimmering, indestructible scales. Within heartbeats, a massive, terrifying Black Cobra stood in the middle of the office, its hood expanded and its fangs dripping with a venom that could melt steel.
The soldiers scrambled back in terror. The cat-turned-snake lowered its head in front of Rudra, acknowledging his command.
"So," Rudra remarked, his voice cold and satisfied. "It doesn't listen to the soldiers, or my brothers, or even the generals. It listens only to me and Isha."
The pet shifted back into a cat and jumped onto Isha's lap. It was the perfect spy and the perfect guardian. To the world, it was just a harmless pet; but to Rudra's enemies, it was a shapeshifting nightmare that obeyed only the King and Queen