The morning sun rose slowly above the horizon.
Warm golden light spread across the small charioteer village near the sacred river. The sound of horses, wooden wheels, and morning chatter slowly filled the air.
It was a simple place.
No grand palaces.
No golden temples.
Only humble hos made from wood and clay.
Yet for one abandoned child, this village would soon beco the beginning of a new destiny.
Walking along the dusty path was Adhiratha.
In his arms, he carefully carried the newborn child he had found in the sacred river.
The baby slept quietly, wrapped in cloth.
But the divine armor upon his chest and the glowing earrings near his ears could not be hidden completely.
Adhiratha glanced down at the infant again.
His heart still felt the sa strange warmth.
"Who are you, little one..."
He whispered softly.
"No ordinary child is born like this."
Yet no matter how mysterious the baby seed, one thing was clear to him.
This child had been abandoned.
And if destiny had placed him in Adhiratha’s hands, then he would not ignore it.
Soon he reached a modest house near the edge of the village.
Smoke rose gently from the small kitchen window.
Inside the ho lived his wife.
A woman with a gentle heart and a quiet smile.
A woman who had long wished for a child.
Radha.
Adhiratha pushed open the door.
"Radha, I have returned."
From inside the house, Radha’s voice answered.
"You returned early today."
She stepped into the room carrying a clay bowl.
But the mont she saw the bundle in Adhiratha’s arms, she froze.
Her eyes widened with confusion.
"A baby?"
Adhiratha nodded slowly.
"I found him drifting in the river this morning."
Radha’s expression changed instantly.
Concern filled her eyes.
She hurried closer and gently lifted the cloth covering the child.
The mont she saw his tiny face, sothing in her heart lted.
The newborn opened his eyes slightly.
Their gazes t.
For a mont, the room fell completely silent.
Radha’s eyes trembled.
Her hands began shaking.
"So small..."
Her voice beca soft and emotional.
"Who could abandon such a beautiful child?"
Adhiratha sighed.
"I searched the riverbank."
"There was no one."
Radha carefully lifted the baby into her arms.
The child looked at her calmly.
Inside the infant’s mind, however, the soul of Karna was observing everything.
So this is Radha...
The woman who would beco Karna’s true mother.
In the great epic of the Mahabharata, Radha had raised Karna with endless love despite not knowing his divine origin.
Her kindness had never wavered.
Looking at her now, the newborn felt sothing warm inside his chest.
Perhaps this life would not be as lonely as the original story.
Radha gently held the baby closer.
Tears gathered in her eyes.
"Adhiratha..."
"Can we keep him?"
Her voice carried both hope and fear.
Adhiratha looked at her quietly.
He already knew the answer.
"We have no child of our own."
"If fate placed him before us... perhaps it ans he belongs here."
Radha’s face brightened instantly.
She hugged the baby tightly.
"From today... you are my son."
Inside Karna’s mind, the system activated again.
System Notification
Maternal bond detected.
Adoptive mother identified.
Radha.
Dharma Critical Hit Multiplier activated.
10,000,000×
Reward obtained.
Blessing of Maternal Love.
ntal stability increased.
Loneliness resistance greatly increased.
Karna remained silent inside his small body.
He did not expect the system to reward emotional bonds as well.
Interesting...
The system truly valued Dharma.
Acts of kindness created blessings.
Radha looked at the child again with gentle affection.
"We should give him a na."
Adhiratha nodded.
His gaze fell upon the divine armor covering the baby’s chest.
"That armor... it looks like celestial treasure."
Radha smiled softly.
"Then perhaps the gods themselves sent him to us."
She looked down at the child.
"Your na will be Vasushena."
"A child born with divine wealth."
Thus the abandoned child gained his first na.
But the soul inside him knew another na awaited in the future.
Karna.
The legendary warrior.
Hours passed.
Radha fed the baby and placed him inside a small wooden cradle.
The house beca quiet once more.
Outside, the sun climbed higher in the sky.
Inside the cradle, the newborn’s eyes slowly opened.
Now that he was alone, his thoughts beca calm.
So this is my new ho.
A humble house.
Yet it felt peaceful.
Inside his mind, the system interface appeared once again.
Host Status
Na: Vasushena (Karna)
Constitution: Sovereign Constitution
Blessings Active:
Ganga’s River Soul Seal
Surya’s Solar Protection
Mahadev’s Veil of Silence
Supre Charm
Dharma Critical Hit Multiplier
10,000,000×
Karna stared at the interface calmly.
In his previous life, cultivation novels often described heroes beginning training during childhood.
But he had sothing even more absurd.
A system that multiplied every gain by ten million.
If he began early...
His growth would surpass imagination.
The infant slowly closed his eyes.
Then sothing unusual happened.
His breathing beca slow and rhythmic.
A faint energy began gathering around his tiny body.
The first step of Sadhana had begun.
The energy of the world... Shakti... slowly flowed toward him.
Inside his mind, the system reacted imdiately.
System Notification
Host has begun Sadhana.
Energy absorption detected.
Dharma Critical Hit Multiplier activated.
10,000,000×
Shakti absorption greatly amplified.
Even as an infant, Karna had begun walking the path that would one day shake the world.
Outside the small house, the village continued its peaceful morning.
No one knew what had begun inside that humble cradle.
The abandoned child of destiny...
Had already taken his first step toward becoming a legend.
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