[Mahabharata] Let Go of That Epic!

From the twenty-first century CE to the fourth century BCE, spanning more than two thousand years, she arrives in the age of the gods of the Mahabharata.

Sifan is blessed by the lotus-bearing one, the first visitor from beyond the heavens to be born from the Ocean of Milk.

Her story begins with Bhishma's vow. She walks through the history of Hastinapura, turns the pages of a century-spanning epic, and at last stands once more before the ruins of Dvaraka.

A deity gazes down at her tenderly and lifts her onto a lotus throne. Standing upon it, Sifan makes the first vow of her life.

"I am not a Brahmin, nor a Kshatriya. I am not a Vaishya, nor a Shudra. I am not even a deva or a sage, much less an asura."

"I am only a human being, an individual in my own right."

"When this grand epic is over, I will build that magnificent city beneath the sea once more."

"Even if you might die in the end?"

"Even if I might die in the end."

Across countless years of Brahma, across the countless universes I have experienced, there has been only one you.

I have seen countless Indras and countless Manus, but among millions of possibilities, traveler from another world, you are the one and only miracle that cannot be replicated.

Please note before reading:

1. This is fanfiction based on the Indian mythological epic, the Mahabharata, and has little to do with real life. Please don't conflate it with reality. If it's not for you, don't read.

2. The heroine has a love interest, a character from the original work, but the romance is not a major focus. The story is mainly plot-driven and aims to mend regrets. The ending may be open, or it may be a happy ending.

3. The story involves the caste system. If that's not for you, don't read.

4. The author has no systematic knowledge of Indian mythology. Only mythological figures who appear in the original work will feature here. This story does not involve religion or seek to proselytize.

5. No prior reading is needed. Anyone interested can read without any trouble.

6. The original work is extremely long and complex, so updates will be slow and irregular. This story will not be contracted. I'm writing it purely for love.

Theme: Oh, life, you are bitter as a song.