Rudra's eyes widened as he stared at the symbol etched into his palm. It pulsed with a soft, blue light, as if alive.
"Ma, Pa, what is this?" Rudra asked, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and fascination.
Devika and Anant exchanged a worried glance. They had expected this day to come, but they hadn't expected it to happen so soon.
"Rudra, beta, you need to understand that you're special," Devika began, her voice gentle but firm. "You have a...a connection to something powerful."
Rudra's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "What is it, Ma?"
Anant cleared his throat, taking over the explanation. "You see, Rudra, you're the reincarnation of a powerful deity, one who wielded the Sudarshan Chakra."
Rudra's eyes widened further, his mind reeling with the implications. "The Sudarshan Chakra? But that's just a myth, Pa."
Anant's expression turned serious. "Not to us, Rudra. We've been preparing you for this moment your entire life."
As Anant spoke, the symbol on Rudra's palm began to glow brighter, as if responding to the conversation.
"What does it mean, Pa?" Rudra asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Anant's eyes locked onto the symbol. "It means you're awakening, Rudra. Your true power is stirring."
Suddenly, the air around Rudra began to distort, as if reality itself was bending to accommodate his growing power.
"Rudra, control it!" Devika warned, her voice urgent. "You can't let it consume you!"
Rudra's eyes snapped shut, and he focused on calming his mind and harnessing his power. The distortion dissipated, and the symbol on his palm returned to its soft, pulsing glow.
As Rudra opened his eyes, he saw his parents watching him with a mix of pride and concern.
"I'll learn to control it, Ma, Pa," Rudra promised, determination burning within him. "I won't let it consume me."
Devika and Anant smiled, knowing that their son was ready to embark on his epic journey.