On the ninth day of the bright half of the month of Caitra, at midday on a Thursday, a most excellent son was born. As he entered the world, the gods and the assembly of sages rejoiced, declaring his name to be Indulo. Āhlāda, filled with happiness, performed all the sacred birth rites and ceremonies for his newborn child. In time, Indule too was blessed with a son. After two months had passed on earth, the women of the household, anointed with fragrant oils and overflowing with affection, gathered to see the child of Netrasiṃha. The joyous occasion was marked by hundreds of dancers, adorned in vibrant colors, who came together in celebration. Yogasiṃha, after staying for seven nights, returned to his home. Out of deep fatherly love, he used his own power to take his son away. The goddess Śacī, moved by affection, nursed the child at her own breast. Indu, radiant like nectar, assumed a splendid form, and the boy, having mastered the knowledge imparted by his father, attained great excellence. Yet, when that remarkable boy vanished, the goddess Svarṇavatī became aware of what had transpired with Āhlāda in the village of Daśagrāma. Overcome with grief, Āhlāda and his family restrained their senses and remained without food. Then, pleased with their devotion, the goddess spoke to them in a bodiless, celestial voice. She revealed that Jayanta, the son of Indra, had returned to the heavenly world, but assured them that as long as Āhlāda remained on earth, so too would Jayanta dwell among mortals. With these divine words, their sorrow was lifted. In gratitude and devotion, they worshipped Śāradā, the goddess who pervades all worlds, reciting the Seven Hundred Hymn at the three sacred junctures of the day with loving hearts. In their midst was a renowned sāmanta, a brahmin’s son named Cāmuṇḍa, who, after twelve years, was born during the recitation of the Tricaritra. The devotees offered their prayers, saying, “O devotees, I fill this vessel for you.” Sukhakhāni, strong and generous, brought offerings of honey, flowers, and fruits; Balakhāni brought meats; and Mūlaśarmā brought red roots as offerings. Devakī, at that time, worshipped with sandalwood and other rituals. Āhrāda, with his whole being, and Udaya, with his own head bowed, performed their acts of worship. The compassionate goddess spoke kindly to her devoted followers. Over time, Balakhāni, the great hero, met his end. Devakī, after her earthly life, became a goddess, dwelling in her own realm for a long time. Among them, one was declared divine, the second even stronger. Devasiṃha, free from worldly desire, attained liberation upon his passing. Thus concludes the fifteenth chapter of the Bhaviṣya Mahāpurāṇa, Pratisarga Parva, in the section recounting the history of the Four Ages and the compilation of Kali Yuga’s stories. Now, O tiger among sages, listen to what has been revealed through the vision of yoga. When King Ratnabhānu passed away, Marudhanva became the ruler of the earth. He worshipped the fire god with sacrifices, meditation, vows, and sacred rituals. Pleased by his devotion, the blessed Lord bestowed upon him a noble horse born of fire. Four beings, born from fire, appeared on the earth, each of them eighteen years old. There was also a maiden, radiant in her beauty, who was likewise eighteen years of age. The king, descended from the Śārdūla lineage, organized a svayaṃvara for her. On the eighth day of the bright fortnight of Mārgaśīrṣa, a Monday, the event took place. The maiden’s face shimmered with the restless brilliance of lightning. Upon seeing that heroic king, she, like a luminous pearl emerging from an elephant, was so overcome that she fainted in wonder and awe.