Ankit looked at God with a puzzled expression.
“But…
I don’t know anything about these powers.” “How do I obtain them?” “What am I supposed to do besides meditating?” God nodded.
“I know.” “That is exactly why I came.” “I want to give you something.” “Hold out your hand.” Ankit slowly extended both of his hands.
The moment he did, a thick book materialized in his palms.
His eyes widened.
“A…
book?” God smiled.
“Yes.” “Everything you need to know is written inside it.” “It contains the knowledge that will guide you on your path and help you awaken the Twelve Siddhis.” He paused before continuing.
“You must remain here, on the White Mountain, for at least twelve years.” “During that time, you should be able to master the fundamentals of these divine powers.” A flash of white light appeared beside Ankit, and a neatly folded set of clothes materialized on the ground.
“I’ve also left these clothes for you.” “They’ll be useful while you’re living here.” God turned around.
“Now, I must leave.” “I have many worlds to watch over…
and much work to do.” With those final words, his figure slowly dissolved into countless particles of light before disappearing completely, leaving Ankit alone in the silent, white mountain.
Now, Ankit was all alone.
The White Mountain had fallen completely silent.
The only things left beside him were the ancient book and the pile of clothes God had given him.
Ankit glanced at the book first.
This book…
It looks incredibly old.
It must have existed for a very long time.
He carefully set the book aside and turned his attention to the clothes.
“Well…
let’s see what you left me.” He began unfolding them one by one.
A second later— “WHAAAT?!” His high-pitched scream echoed throughout the entire White Mountain.
“These clothes…
these clothes are way too big!” He frantically searched through the pile.
“There’s only one set that actually fits me!” He picked up another outfit.
“And…
half of these are women’s clothes!” “How am I supposed to wear these?!” Ankit’s eye twitched as his face darkened with frustration.
Then he began mocking God in an exaggerated tone.
«”I’m leaving you some clothes that’ll be useful…”» He gritted his teeth.
“Useful, my foot!” “You stingy old geezer!” His furious voice echoed across the mountains, while the only reply he received was the sound of the wind whistling through the snowy peaks.
Ankit let out a long sigh.
“Well…
I’ve checked the clothes.” “Now it’s time to make this cave livable and find something to eat.” He dusted himself off and looked toward the cave entrance.
“Time to head outside.” Ankit slowly walked toward the opening of the cave.
The moment he stepped outside and looked down— “What…?!” His mouth hung open.
He stared at the breathtaking height beneath him before shouting, “He calls himself a God?!” “Just look where he left me!” “A cave halfway down the side of a mountain!” “How am I supposed to get down from here?!” “I’m still just a kid!” He scratched his head helplessly.
“But…
I have to get down somehow.” He turned back into the cave.
“Maybe there’s something useful inside.” After searching for a while, he found two sturdy stones.
“Oh…
this might actually work.” Using another sharp rock, he carefully chipped them into the rough shape of climbing hammers.
“They’re not perfect…
but they’ll have to do.” Taking a deep breath, Ankit slowly began climbing down the cliff.
Every step demanded absolute concentration.
At one point, his foot suddenly slipped.
“Whoa—!” His heart nearly stopped.
He quickly drove one of the stone hammers into a crack and barely managed to steady himself.
“That…
was way too close.” After a long and exhausting climb, he finally reached the ground.
“Haaah…” He took a deep breath of relief before looking back up at the towering White Mountain.
“There are mountains everywhere…” “But this is the only one that’s completely white.” He smiled faintly.
“Since I’m already down here…
I might as well explore this forest.” Ankit began walking toward the dense woods.
First, I should find a banyan tree…
or at least something similar.
I need vines or strong fibers so I can make a rope.
Climbing that mountain every time like this isn’t an option.
Just then— Grrrr…
His stomach growled loudly.
Ankit placed a hand on his belly and sighed.
“Right…” “The rope can wait.” “Finding food comes first.” Hungry, Ankit wandered through the forest in search of something to eat.
“Come on…” “There are barely any fruit trees here.” “All I can see are giant wild trees.” Just as he was about to give up, his eyes lit up.
“Oh!
A banana tree!” A wide grin spread across his face.
“Finally!” He dashed toward it, already imagining himself eating fresh bananas.
At last…
I’m going to eat something!
However, just as he reached the tree, he heard a series of loud barks echoing through the forest.
“Huh?” Curious, Ankit followed the sound.
Pushing aside the bushes, he froze.
A pack of wild dogs had surrounded a little girl who looked no older than four or five years old.
She was pressed tightly against a tree, trembling with fear.
Her clothes were ragged, and she looked painfully thin, as if she hadn’t eaten properly for days.
Her frightened eyes were filled with despair.
Ankit clenched his fists.
What should I do…?
Then he noticed a sturdy branch lying on the ground.
He picked it up and smiled.
“Well…” “Looks like it’s time for some swordsmanship.” At that very moment, one of the wild dogs lunged toward the little girl.
Ankit burst forward.
Before the beast could reach her— Bang!
He swung the wooden branch with all his strength, sending the dog flying several meters away.
The rest of the pack immediately turned their attention toward him.
Another dog charged straight at Ankit.
Instead of panicking, he calmly shifted his footing.
Using the branch like a real sword, he sidestepped at the last second and swung with perfect timing.
Crack!
The branch slammed into the dog’s side, sending it rolling across the ground with a painful yelp.
The remaining wild dogs hesitated.
They glanced at the fearless little boy standing in front of them.
Then, one by one…
They tucked their tails between their legs and fled into the depths of the forest.