Placing the demon upon his very arrow, the hero swiftly slew him, ending the menace with decisive strength. Afterwards, those who desired the maiden began to quarrel among themselves, each vying for her hand. Amidst this discord, one approached the Vetala, servant of Rudra, with humility and bowed head, seeking guidance. It was said that he who spoke wisely to the maiden, understanding her situation, was truly a Brahmin—a fatherly figure. Yet, it was the one who slew the demon who was deemed worthy of marrying the maiden. In the beautiful village of Dharmapura, bustling with many people, there lived a king renowned for his excellence and devotion to righteousness. His wise minister, Andhaka, was an expert in the science of law. The righteous king built a temple there and installed the goddess Durga within it. One midnight, Mahagauri, radiant and divine, appeared to the king and said, “Choose a boon, O king.” With a humble heart, he praised her, offering words that pleased Durga: “O Divine Lady, you are directly present; by you, all this world is pervaded. Together with Mahalakshmi, you enjoy pure happiness and protect the universe. With Mahakali, you shine forth, reducing all to ashes. By your play, O Mother of the Universe, all beings are born. I bow to you.” Durga then spoke: “Your son will be of great strength and valor.” Hearing this blessing, the king returned to his house, free from fear. From that time, O King of Kings, the goddess herself was born in a form within the village. Accompanied by Kashidasa, the king went to Dharmapura. There, he saw her—wearied and afflicted—walking along the royal road with her father. Blinded by desire, he spoke to Chandika, the eternal Mother of the Universe: “There is a worthy girl for me, the auspicious daughter of the washerman.” Deluding her father, he performed the marriage ceremony with her, and together they enjoyed many pleasures, bringing happiness. Upon hearing of these events, Kashidasa, moved by affection, quickly went to the goddess. Offering his head to her, he attained the form of a goddess himself. The divine mother said, “Today, choose a boon—whatever desire you wish for.” The woman, filled with longing, replied, “Give me to my husband.” She prayed, “O Mother, I bow to you; grant me a beautiful and pleasing companion, just as you have previously given the boon of a lovely wife according to my desire.” Curious, someone asked, “Tell me, what did that goddess do for their sake?” At that time, the goddess severed the finest skull from both of them. Thus ends the sixth chapter in the section of the history of the Kali age, within the account of the four yugas, in the Pratisarga Parva of the glorious Bhavishya Mahapurana. Sūta then spoke: At that time, the noble sage Vaitāla Bhrigu, serene in mind, was present. There was a renowned city called Campāpuri, ruled by King Campakeśa. To him was born a daughter named Trilokasundarī, who possessed deer-like eyes, a voice as sweet as a cuckoo, a delicate form, and supreme excellence. A svayaṃvara was arranged for her, and many kings gathered. Among them, Indra, Yama, Kubera, and Varuṇa—the foremost of the gods—were present. They said to King Campakeśa, “Listen, O King, to my words. Know that I am Indra’s gift; give your daughter to me.” The second god then said, “Give your charming daughter to Dharmadatta.