Wow, one person's is following this story...thank you, however you are.

So...yeah, I suck at writing fighting scene, so I didn't. and I swear, there are line break and a whole lot of fancy font and editing goodness...the just ate them all and categorically refused to update the script.

...and I have to warn you, from this point one, it's all about Vaishnavism. And no, it's not a religion. It's the science of the soul. The eternal path to attain our real and eternal identity of a blissful, ever so conscious soul.

The updates are sporadic, my grammar is abhorrent, and yet you have reached chapter two…

Thank you.

(update,) I have a new computer now, editing feel so good right now. :)

Aum tat sat

"Hey! Hey, wake up!" A familiar voice spoke to him. " wake up I say, Uttisshta!"

Opening his eyes, Nanashi saw none other than the glowing Narada. The sage in orange beamed at the boy. " there you are! Welcome back, oh most fortunate child."

Sitting up, Nanashi looked around himself, he was in...not a forest per say, but close to it, a meadow perhaps? There was a huge water basin with steps made of solid slabs of sapphire inlaid with pearls and moonstone. The water contained in it was clearer than pure crystal, containing an incredible variety of lotuses, lilies and other types of flower unknown to the boy. Besides the artificial lake was a small hut that glowed from the inside, illuminating the precious stones walls and ruby red roof.

the whole place he was now In glowed more than a flash grenade, and a special feeling permeated the air, but has hard as he tried, Nanashi was unable to catch what it was.

"Where am I?" The boy in green asked Narada. in such a place filled with the sound of birds and the wind dancing in the leaves, his own voice felt like an intruder.

"His is my Kunja or my lake. This is where I live eternally in the abode of the Supreme Lord, Bhagavan Sri Krishna, and it is also where I wrote the Bhakti-sutra." As he explained, the sage helped Nanashi to his feet. " it is situated in Goloka Vrindavan, the eternal land far away form the terribe world of dull matter. where time, death, disease and ultimate destruction does not exist."

"So...Im in heaven?" Nanashi half asked, still looking at his surrounding. there where flowers everywhere, birds sang in the trees and a fragrent breeze greeted him with the smell of scandal wood and clove.

the sage smiled. "No, This a higher realm than the plans and planets where the angels reside. even the abode of your universe's Brahma cannot be compared to it."

Nanashi nodded as he took the sceneries in, no matter where he looked, more beauty and secret revealed itself. *' holy...even the ground is made of gemstone...wait, is that the sky? Are those clouds?'*

Narada chuckled, at the cadet's childlike wonder. But his mirth soon faded. " do you remember what happened?"

" What happened?" those words acted like a trigger, and the past events flooded Nanashi's consciousness." Wait...Adramelech...Manabu, Nikkari! Holy shit, that beast is about to eat her!"

" I have to come back! Narada, please, I have to come back. My sister-" He fell to his knees, he could see her, his beautiful sister now rendered a bloody mess with a horde of demons feasting on her corpse. Her deceased mother sadly gazing at the boy, clearly disappointed in him.

How much time had passed, minutes? days? weeks?

there was no way she could have survived the hungry demons.

" She is safe," the sage revealed as he brought Nanashi to his feet and out of this horrible headspace. "the Lord paused time for us. Besides, at the state your material body is, I doubt it would be of any use to you."

Hearing those words, Nanashi instinctively touches where the...unfortunately named hybrid had ripped his heart out.

" I...I died..." He choked out. "...I was killed...Asahi...Asahi..." His whole body shook, his knees grew weak. But before he could fall, Narada steadied him.

" ah...easy there." He spoke as he held the boy steady. " she's fine, you do not have to worry about her state of being. Come, the Lord is anxious to meet you."

This had the same effect as a bucket of freezing water. 'Shit...today really isn't my day, isn't it?'

"Oh, but it is. Come, let's go meet Him." Taking the hand of Nanashi, Narada leads him in the ridiculously expensive looking hut beside the artificial lake. As they came close to an immense feeling of bliss filled the heart if the recently deceased cadet.

"Why am I so happy?" He asked aloud. ' One moment, I'm on the verge of a breakdown. The next, I feel like dancing...what the hell is this place?'

" Ah, didn't you know? My Lord Sri Krishna is an ocean of pleasure. He is the supreme enjoyer and His greatest joy is to share what gives Him bliss to all his innumerable part and parcels. "

"Huh?" Was the boy In green's Intelligent answer. "Wait...you Mean, I'm part of God?" Oh hell no! He knew he was less than human, but to have anything to do with the "all merciful father"... well, better he stayed dead.

This stopped Narada dead in his track. Looking back at Nanashi with a look that screams, 'Are you living under a rock?' To which, the recently deceased boy would answer ' Bedrock, the be precise.'

"Right, you were not raised by her. Alright, I will give you to the main point of the absolute truth and the nature of the soul. I will only say it once so please be attentive." the floating musician began.

" You are not this body cooling in the Kinshicho park " the sage in orange spoke holding his right finger up." Nor are you the mind or the intelligence. You are the spirit soul, by nature blissful, eternal and conscious. You are also pleasure seeking, knowledge-hungry and always looking for a way not to die. for death, birth, disease, ignorance and old age is not natural for the birth-less soul. Do you follow so far?"

"Yeah..." It made a lot of sense...It also sounded extremely familiar somehow. "But, where are you going with this?"

"Right. As for being one with the Lord. You must first know that He is also Bliss, eternity and knowledge, but unlike the finite living entity, He is unlimited. He is the source and shelter of every possible thing, He is also in the heart of all living entities, all the atoms and He is the soul of all the universe. Which is also him."

"So, YHVH is everything then," Nanashi interjected. letting the alien name glitch on his tongue with deep malice. All around, all sound stopped, and he felt the entirety of Vrindhavan cringe.

After a pause that lasted a too long, Narada cleared his throat. "No. this demon is not our Sweet Lord Shri Krishna, and Never will be." Narada emphasized in such a way that left no place for thought and made Nanashi feel like a complete idiot.

"Right...you, umm...you said something like that yesterday...didn't you?"

"Yes! My, what a bright young boy you are." Narada beamed brightly as the sound came back and the oppressive atmosphere cleared up. "But while Bhagavan Sri Krishna is everything, the source of everything and also the ever conscious controller of everything, He has nothing to do, not even with this material world. For you see, He expands himself in numerous Vishnu forms, those Vishnu, who are no different than Him, and yet not, Are the maintainers of the material world by empowering demi-god to administer the affairs of this world. It is called, inconceivable oneness and difference. Or acintya-beda-abeda Tattva."

"So...I'm a part of God, of Krishna...a small part?" Nanashi tried to grasp what the glowing sage was saying. and while it was extremely dense and convoluted, it also felt very familiar somehow.

"A microscopic part, but apart He cares about nonetheless. As I have told you before, the Lord is the supreme enjoyer, and the greatest enjoyment is to share loving relationships with others. And since nothing can exist outside of Him, he expended himself in innumerable finite entities called the marginal potency. which comprised all the living entities in all the universes."

"So I'm...part of his power?" Nanashi tried to clear this point out, he was getting more and more confused.

"Yes, He is the supreme potent, and thus has unlimited potencies But" Narada trailed off as he glanced toward the palatial hut. Nanashi followed his glanced and only managed to catch the very expensive curtains move. " I believe I have spoken enough about that. Just know that the Lord is not like the one those so-called angels are uselessly worshiping. He is much more different, much sweeter. And He has waited long enough for you." At those words, Narada gently pushed the boy towards the hut.

'I'm about to meet God...the supreme controller...' Thought a very dazed Nanashi, wondering also if this was normal for the recently dead to meet the maker like that.

" My Lord, the supreme and absolute truth, is called Krishna. He has all the six opulence in full; He has supreme wealth, all you see here and in the material world are His for His pleasure only. He is the source of all power, all strength, all Intelligence, renunciation, And all that is beautiful is but an infinite spark of his own limitless beauty. He is our Lord, our master, our Father, our Mother, our best friend, and supreme Well wisher." Narada spoke with gravity, and yet Nanashi could hear the quiver in his voice...what could only be very sincere love.

' Are all God worshipers this weird?'

They were now at the threshold of the palatial hut, and Nanashi's heart...that was somehow back in his chest, was beating hard enough to perform another exit. Only a richly decorated curtain stood between the deceased punkish cadet and the source of everything.

'will I disappear? ...' He wondered. His heart thundering in his chest and cold sweat soaked his back , Nanashi would readily admit, he had never been so scared in his entire short life. then, he remembered his dream...

"...I miss you..."

'But is it true?'

" Behold, the Supreme Personality of Godhead!" Narada boldly declared as he pulled the curtain away with a flourish, revealing the Lord of the universe in all of His incomprehensible glories.

A wave of...energy washed over Nanashi, it was a heavy...indescribable feeling that made the punk fall to the ground like a stick.

It was something he had been looking for, this feeling that was...right, it felt just right. It was familiar, yet new. Overwhelming, but not treathening, The Lord...the Universes where all in Him, and yet He reverberated withing Nanashi's heart.

...the curtains pulled open, revealing Radha-Govinda...and for the first time since...he left, she saw Yuki smile...

" Very good, giving obeisances is the seventh path process off Bhakti." He heard Narada jubilant and approving comment, breaking Nanashi out of the...memory. And then he heard the Lord.

"He Sakhi-he!..."

His voice was deep and rumbling as the firmament during an earthquake, and yet so sweet.

Raising is head, Nanashi saw a sight many great and powerful yogis could not even catch after thousands of years of austerity and meditation on the Himalayas; the lotus feet of the Lord.

Soft, delicate, blackish blue and glowing. Nanashi never thought feet could be called beautiful. Hell, even His pinkie toe was perfect! Their soles were covered with a reddish powder and the shine his toes nails defeated the glow of magnesium. They were decorated with bejewelled toe rings and delicately crafted ankle bells...and some purplish green fragrant leaf for some reason.

Slowly gazing up, he saw that the Lord wore the same type of pants Narada did, but there was no way Nanashi would call it a bed sheet. It was obviously pure golden silk, and the deceased cadet would bet his own afterlife that the golden thread use in the red trimming was 24k.

Around his round hips that would put to shame those 'models' in Manabu's trashy mags, was a green sash and a jeweled belt. His waist was thin, and yet his stomach was soft with a deep navel, three lines and a very fine path of jet black hair that disappeared under the opulent garter. His chest was broad, on it was a very long garland made with five different colors of flowers, a white line of hair contrasting wonderfully with his deep dark complexion sat on top of his heart. His arms were long, almost reaching His perfect knees and his reddish hands were folded in front of Him, golden bracelets decorated his soft yet powerful arms. A golden flute was tucked in his folded right elbow, its effulgence rivaling that of the Lord.

'Oh...who...is this really God?' Nanashi wondered as he stared unabashedly at the Lord's chest, his cheeks colored pink. Was this a golden pendant with a glowing blue stone with a cow etched on it?

Finally, he arrived at his face...And Nanashi forgot to breathe.

He was barely sixteen, His face was round, his cheeks delightfully full. His lips were pleasingly plump and bright red, his nose aristocratic, his forehead broad and decorated with a bright red U mark that went to the root of his long curly hair and ending in an inverted leaf shape on the middle of his nose.

His eyes were inhumanly long, like the petals of a lotus, their side where reddish pink and their iris a rich, warm honey gold surrounded by long black lashes. Diamond-like tears welled up at their corner, Bringing Nanashi's gaze back to his reddish ears bearing shark-shaped earrings.

His long, black hair tied in a top knot, were adorned with pearls and golden pieces of jewelry crowned with a peacock feather. And while he wore more golden ornament then any man had the right too, it was oblivious that He was beautifying them.

To finish this description of the indescribable was His smile, the Lord was looking at Nanashi with a mixture of shyness, joy, and eagerness.

And Nanashi in all of his? He was shamelessly staring, trying the conciliate the fact that this, absolutely beautiful, mind-blowing youth was God...

He...looked much more human, and sweeter then he'd expected.

'Oh beat still my heart...'

Smiling brightly, the Lord all but glided toward the still kneeling boy, and with gentle hands, brought Nanashi to his feet, and in His soft and warm embrace.

Krishna was so so soft, Nanashi felt as if he could merge with him. The Lord was tall, the definition of statuesque. and yet he was still nonthreatening and the source of all sweetness.

The Lord released Nanashi. Then, taking the boy by the hands, brought him to the white cushion where they sat down.

"Oh, my dearest friend..." Krishna began, but his voice choked up part way. Tears flowing freely from his beautiful golden eyes. It was oblivious the Lord dearly wanted to hug a his...dearest friend again. Instead, he simply kept Nanashi's hands in His.

Nanashi could only stare...this, if he was to trust Narada, this...Krishna, was God, the supreme and absolute truth and the source of everything...

Was a sixteen-year-old boy who probably wouldn't survive more than five minutes in underground Tokyo. He looked so delicate, like a dancer almost. And yet...there was this unlimited power lurking right under his silky soft skin. He was a huge softy and if one could ignored his deep, almost black skin, he looked completely human. A beautiful one at that.

"Are you really God?" Nanashi blurted out. Krishna's gaze was just...it made the boy experience flocks of butterfly in his stomach and he was not sure if he liked it.

Well, he did, but he was not supposed to.

The Lord raised a brow, and with a chuckle, spoke. " I am. Didn't Narada explained to you who I am?"

" Yeah...But...you just look..."

" human? Young? Blue?"

'All of the above....' Nanashi though as he fought as he tried to look somewhere else or at least stop the tears poring from his eyes, to no avail. ' No one has the right to be this attractive, that's just not fair.'

Krishna just smiled. " I look the way I do because it is my original form. I made the human for at my image you know."

Right, had heard some preachy angels spout some nonsense like that. 'Guess they were right.'

" And I am eternally sixteen. Why would I be an old man at the end of his life? I'd rather have this age and enjoy eternal youth with all my associates then always feeling as if I am dying."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

" And I like these shades of blue," He said as he spread his arms.

'Holy...his arms are So long!' Nanashi realized as he stared at the Lord's Arms. '...they look powerful too...'

the young punk definitely would not mind being hugged, embraced and held tenderly in those arms...not that it would happen though.

Krishna then took Nanashi's hands again, and the boy marvel at how, once again, they were so soft. And covered in a reddish and fragrant powder, rings and delicate designs.

"Now...my dearest friend. " Krishna began as he massaged the scared and rough hands of Nanashi., "I have a proposition for you. "

"NANASHI!" Asahi screamed as she saw her brother collapsed on the bloody ground. Adramelech still holding what was left of Nanashi heart in his hand as he held it aloft to the gathered horde of demons.

She felt sick, numbed by fear...she knew she was done for, the lieutenant had killed everyone so quickly.

The demon then squeezed the heart letting the blood flow in his awaiting maw like a kid having fun with a juce box...

And then spat it out almost immediately.

"Blerg! Pouah! Ugh, what in heaven? That's not human blood..." He spat out as he trew crushed organ in the fountain.

It was not something new to Asahi, but she considered this another way her Bro was trying to protect her. Taking this opportunity she dived at the corps of Nikkari, the daughter of the boss took her only saving grace, the fallen hunter's smartphone.

Miraculously, the piece of vital technology had been untouched by the blaze and booted without any problem, to the great relief of Asahi. But this relief was short-lived when she realized how by the book Nikkari had been.

all of his demons where gone exept for a level one pixie.

"Shit shit shit shit shit shi-"

A hot, putrid yet minty breath washed over her back...And her heart stop.

" You know, you pretty thing, this brother of your's gave me a bad surprise back then. No demons I know, not even angels taste this bad." Adramelech put a claw to her jugular. " you, on the other hand, will be a perfect palate cleanser. Too bad for the other mooks under me, they will have to fight for the crumbs."

She felt the claw dig in her skin, and she did something she never thought she would.

'Oh God...Save me.'

The moment she prayed, an immense wave of pure power and light washed over her. It was so potent, many lesser demons vaporized, and more fled away from this unexplained Mahama spell.

"What it in the world?!" Exclaimed the demonic hybrid, his shock giving a golden opportunity for escape. and escape she did. Turning back one last time, just to see what the hell had just happened, Asahi saw a looming figure over the corpse of her brother.

He was undeniably male and had the appearance of a black marble statue. He was extremely tall, around seven feet with arms that reached his knees, he wore a sapphire blue shirt that also reached his knee. Its collar and cuffs were richly decorated with golden threads and tiny rubies. He wore...Asahi had no idea how to describe it. It looked like a pair of golden origami pants. The being wore no shoes to cover his reddish sole. In his red palm, he held a golden flute.

He had a round face...but Asahi could only see his red lips in the form of a smile peeking from under a blue fedora decorated with golden ornament and a peacock feather. from its rim, long, blakish silky hair with a tinge of blue spilt out in playful curly river.

Asahi would call him very pretty and attractive if not for the fact that he was obviously *not* human. For one, he was glowing and floating...and made out of marble.

The black being...definitely a demon, opened his palms toward the bloody body of Nanashi.

And then the miracle happened.

Nanashi arose, his 'brown' eyes glowing gold under his ever-present contacts, and while he was covered in his own blood, it was clear that his heart was back where it belongs.

He was glowing with inconceivable power, a golden U shaped mark adorned his forehead and a look that screamed 'I will eff-ing shank you' made his intention crystal clear as he gave the demons a murderous Kubrick Stare.

Hope once again elected to nestled in the pounding heart of the daughter of the boss, and this time, nothing would make it leave.

'Ok, step one is the 'saving Asahi plan: coming back to life' is done...surprisingly enough, and now onto step two; eliminate threat. Is underway...' Nanashi thought as he clenched his fist, that goddamned peacock was a bit too close to his sister, and some blood trickled from her neck. All around the boy and the Lord, demons of all shapes and sizes stared in awe. This would be a great tactical advantage if he had a weapon with him.

' damn it...I'm back in action but completely useless without a sword.'

Suddenly, time paused and he felt Krishna tap his shoulder, Nanashi turned slightly to the Lord of the universes and paused.

"Krishna...why are you holding a shovel?"

The bluish Lord handed him the black gardening tool. "A wonderful friend of mine saw you using it in place of your broken sword. It is a powerful weapon I assure you."

Nanashi doubtfully eyed the so-called weapon. It was mat black and decorated with seven or so gems of different colours along its body, the shovel head looked ridiculously sharp and solid.

But beyond that, it just looked like your run of the mill shovel.

"That's it, God is crazy."

"Hey!"

"Krishna, I'm fighting a horde of demons by myself and the only thing you gave me is a freaking shovel!"

"It's a spiritual shovel filled with shakti, it is the only weapon you will ever need, And no demons, demi-gods or other creatures will be able to equate me so forget about this summoning app. Now take this holy spade and fight!"

Without any choices, Nanashi took the presented shovel grumbling about how stupid he would look fighting demons with a freaking gardening tool.

"Thank God," He snarke, and then had to pause for a bit.

the shovel was unaturaly warm to the touch and those jewels on the hilt...

"Krishna...are those...this shovel has elemental attribute." he realized with some glee. This definitely was no a run of the mill piece of garden tool.

He turned his attention back to the Lord of the Universe, who held the eternal disk of time like one held a pocket watch, and with actual gratitude, thanked him.

"Your welcome, my dear friend." Krishna inclined his head, a beautiful smile playing on his lucious lips. "Kripa, I will restart time, get ready." Nanashi nodded as he grasped the shovel. The boy was slightly surprised, but then, Krishna was God and thus could easily do whatever he wished. Which included manipulating time, His greatest weapon.

Yes, Nanashi and He had quite the conversation as the Lord dressed up for the occasion.

As the Krishna said, time started again as if nothing had happened, and Nanashi sort of regretted not taking this chance to take a picture of Adramelech epic jaw drop.

"...wait...what? I thought I left you corps like! I rip your heart out! How in the name of Lucifer are you still alive?"

Nanashi smirked."I got better."

Adramelech closed his maw, looking extremely annoyed. "Well, no matter. I will just kill you again!" He roared as he lunged at the freshly resurrected boy who dodged the attack, retaliating with a well place strike. but not to be made a fool by a mere child, the demoniac beast

Both eh demoniac lieutenant and the cadet glared at one another it was clear one would not walk out of the Kishicho park alive.

'what's taking them so long.' the Master of Kinshicho wondered as he worridly looked at his phone. 'Nikkari told me he would send me update every ten minute...and I had no update for fifteen minutes now. ' putting it back, he close his eyes and prayed to the axiom to please protect his kids.

It was all he had left.

Suddenly, he felt his phone vibrate. Needless to say, it was a miracle he still had a breast pocket after the way he took it.

'its Nikkari.' It was not an sms, so it must have been something serious enough.

"Take over, I've got a call." He spoke to his very jittery aid and recruit.

All but running to the quieter back room, the boss answered, expecting Nikki's professional tone as he dismisses his worries. "Yes Nikkari, what took you so long?"

Silence met him at the other side of the receiver. "Nikkari?"

"He's dead..." It was Nanashi...he didn't sound all that great either.

Heavily sitting down on a conveniently placed crate, the Boss locked his raging emotion between the wall of professionalism. He could not...would not show weakness when his kids needed him.

"Nanashi, deep breath. Where is Manabu?. "

"Dead."

'shit!' "Nanashi, where are you, is Asahi safe? What happened?" he really did not want to hear it, but at the same time, he had to know, he had to report it to the guild. 'Oh Axiom...Asahi, please be safe.'

"We are in Kinshicho park...by the fountain...we got...we got ambushed."

The Boss felt as if someone had poured a bucket of liquid Azote all over his body,.

"Asahi's safe..."

"Complete statues."

"...right jugular is bleeding, but nothing life-threatening."

And he could breathe again."How about you?"

There was a pause. "...alive..."

"Nanashi? What is your status, answer me right now!"

"...I'm alive..." His boy sounded as if he was trying to convince himself of that fact.

"Nanashi, can you return to base? Can I speak to Asahi?"

Pause...

"Yeah, well be there soon. Just...don't panic...I'm...bloody. And with a friendly."

"On a scale from one to ten?"

"Eleven. We'll sneak in...i'll be in my room in twenty minutes."

"And who is the friendly?" The boss asked as dread burned his guts. it could be anyone.

He heard Nanashi speak to someone."Hari, his name is Hari...huuh...look, more demons are sniffing around, I'll see you soon." And with that, Nanashi closed the phone.

And the boss experienced the worst fifteen minutes of its life.