Maya,Mara and lokas

cribed the time when, picking lotus from the garden, she had stumbled upon a grim sight--a person lying in a pool of their own blood near the banks of the Ganges at Manikarnika Ghat, clutchi

er to take

or generations, carefully guarded against misuse by unenlightened beings. They knew exactly what would happen if the wrong hands got a hold of it: It would destroy our world as we know it. You see, if two separate dimensions were ever combined again, just one incarnation of every creature that existed in both dime