Like a flood, I remembered all I'd learned about the vicious King Ravana. In his past life, the Asura chopped off his head ten times as a sacrifice to appease the Lord of Destruction. Each time he sliced his head off a new head arose.
Ravana asked for a boon of immortality. Lord Shiva refused to give it to him but gave him the celestial nectar of immortality. The nectar, stored in his navel, dictated that he could not be destroyed for as long as it lasted. With this absolute invulnerability, he began to conquer the gods and ruled over heavenly spirits, other Asuras, serpents, and wild beasts.
Now towered over us, the Demon King blocked the heavens, endowed with the strength of moving the seas and splitting the mountains. Standing high like an enormous dark cloud, he stared down at me wit
