"Young master… young master, please wake up."
A soft, unfamiliar voice reached Rahul's ears.
His consciousness trembled. The sensation was strange—warmth spreading through his body, air filling his lungs, and the steady rhythm of a beating heart.
I'm… alive?
Rahul's eyes snapped open.
Sunlight filtered through pale silk curtains, illuminating an unfamiliar room. The faint scent of incense lingered in the air. Beside the bed stood a young maid in simple robes, her eyes red and swollen as if she had been crying for a long time.
The moment their gazes met, she dropped to her knees.
"Thank the Devtas!" she cried. "Young master, you finally woke up!"
Rahul stared at her in shock.
The words echoed endlessly in his mind.
Devtas?
His last memories were far too clear—the betrayal, the collapsing fusion chamber, the corpse of the Time Beast God swelling with unstable energy before everything was swallowed by blinding white light.
Rahul slowly raised his hand.
It was smaller. Younger. Unscarred.
Before he could process it, a violent surge of memories flooded his mind—memories that did not belong to him.
This was a parallel world.
A world where the gods never disappeared.
Here, humans were known as Manav—mortals who cultivated power under divine guidance. The gods, called Devta, had once descended upon the world and personally taught humanity the path of cultivation.
Opposing them were the Danav—demons born from chaos, eternal enemies of both gods and men.
Above all stood the three supreme gods, the pillars that governed existence itself:
Brahama, the Creator.Vishnu, the Preserver.Mahesh, the Destroyer.
This was not science.
This was cultivation.
The maid hesitated before speaking again.
"Young master Rahul… I am Sita," she said softly. "You collapsed during your cultivation assessment. The elders were worried you might never wake up."
Rahul's eyes darkened slightly.
Cultivation…
From the inherited memories, knowledge surfaced clearly.
In this world, cultivation was divided into ten great realms, each one separated by an immeasurable gulf. Every realm was further divided into nine sub-stages, from the First Layer to the Ninth.
The Body Awakening Realm, where the mortal body was strengthened and tempered.
The Qi Sensing Realm, where one learned to sense spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
The Qi Condensation Realm, where qi was gathered and stored within the body.
The Foundation Realm, where a true cultivation base was established.
The Core Formation Realm, where a spiritual core was formed.
The Soul Tempering Realm, where even the soul itself was refined.
The Domain Realm, where a cultivator could influence and control the energy of their surroundings.
The Heaven Ascension Realm, where one touched the threshold of divine power.
The Pseudo-Deity Realm, a half-god existence revered by all Manav.
And finally—
The True Devta Realm.
Godhood.
Rahul slowly closed his eyes.
In his previous life, he had pursued godhood through genes, experiments, and forbidden science.
Now fate had given him another chance.
This time…
I will combine the knowledge of my past life with cultivation.
Rahul's lips curved into a faint, dangerous smile.
I will not merely survive in this world.
I will become the strongest existence it has ever known.