Once, after ten months had passed, the great Lord Shiva spoke to Mohini. In the midst of a swing, there appeared both a thousand pieces of gold and a child. Following Shiva’s instructions, the king—who longed for a son and was a devoted worshipper of Rudra—took action as he was advised. After performing all the birth-rites for his newborn, he distributed abundant wealth among the people. When the king’s father passed away, the king inherited the kingdom and ruled with righteousness. Then, a wondrous event occurred: the child was born with three hands, astonishing the king. At that moment, the enigmatic Vetala addressed the king, saying, “O King, know that a learned man who seeks wealth, and a king who is like a guru, are to be recognized as such.” The Vetala continued, “O Brahmin, having emerged from hell, he attained the world of heaven.” On the sacred mountain of Citrakūṭa, there lived a king named Rūpadatta. One day, at midday, as he walked along the lake’s bank, the king’s gaze met that of a sage’s son. In that instant, their eyes became united as one, and simply by seeing the sage’s son, knowledge dawned within the king. The wise sage spoke to him, saying, “Nourishing unrighteousness through misplaced compassion, or giving equally without discernment or fear, has never happened and will never occur. One should punish the undeserving and bestow honor upon the worthy. Truthfulness is the worship of the gods, and self-control is the worship of the guru.” Having imparted this wisdom, the sage gave his daughter to the king and returned home. Soon after, a rākṣasa, intent on devouring the king’s wife, appeared. Out of a sense of charity, this flesh-eater kept a twice-born boy of seven years. With the agreement of his ministers, the king gave a hundred thousand gold coins to the Brahmin. At the time of death, the Brahmin’s son laughed loudly and then wept. Hearing this, the king addressed both the Vetala and the Brahmin, seeking to understand these events. The middle son, realizing the situation, sought refuge with the king. Observing the king, who stood sword in hand, devoted to Shiva, the boy laughed. Thus concludes the nineteenth chapter, summarizing the history of the Kali age, within the section on the cycles of the Four Ages in the Pratisarga Parvan of the glorious Bhavishya Mahapurana. In the beautiful city of Vishala, there was a great king named Vipulesha. In his village lived a merchant who was ever engaged in trade for the sake of profit. To another merchant named Suvarna, his own father gave wealth, and, driven by greed for more riches, Suvarna remained there for a long time. By the workings of fate, a distinguished Brahmin came to the house of Anangamanjari. After a sacrifice had concluded, her beautiful daughter went to clean up. With eyes rolling from intoxication, the daughter made an appointment with the Brahmin. Hearing her words, the Brahmin meditated upon her, but at midnight, though she waited eagerly for him, the Brahmin did not come, for fate intervened. At that very time, she died. Seeing the beautiful-browed woman claimed by death, the Brahmin himself approached death. Then Suvarna arrived and lamented over his beloved. Having recounted these events, the Vetala addressed King Vikrama, saying, “That woman, out of affection for the Brahmin, died and went to the city of the gods. The Brahmin, possessing the form of Brahma, is always to be honored by the merchant class. Yet, the Brahmin did not obtain the woman; at that time, Hari granted her the path to heaven.