Krisha a sweet and caring person who doesn't even have a single mean cell in her body who rules everyone with her heart and has everyone wrapped around her little finger someone who doesn't like fighting even a bit. Suddenly she falls into the dwapar yug the era of Mahabharata where there are lies, betrayals, schemes and everything that she would never want to see or experience. How will she accept it all and most importantly, will she survive it? • ⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅ • "Please don't cry krisha. Everything will be fi- are they tears, oh no! You're crying" ⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅ "I will not talk to anyone ever" "Except me, right ?" "Especially you" ⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅ "I hate to say it, but- this is starting to suck a little less" "It doesn't sound like you hate to say it" ⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅ "Hey Prabhu, it's a fate worse than death" "Really, you are just prohibited from eating butter for just one day, only eight pahar" ⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅ "I don't think of you as a protector more like a distractor" ⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅ "he seems quite lovely" "him, I'm starting to get worried about you" • ⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅⑅ • ( NOTE ) This is a fanfiction, just a work of art with a add on of a totally fictional character, and I do not intend to hurt anyone in anyway or disrespect the great Vedic epic in anyway this is purely fictionnal . Enjoy, happy reading!!
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