From the radiant effulgence of Śambhu, countless sparks and rays emerged, illuminating the vastness. In that sacred moment, awakened by the summons of all the gods, the Lord of Lakṣmī—Viṣṇu—arose from his repose. He reflected: “Because of the overwhelming darkness, I had lain down to rest at an improper time.” Moved by the pressing needs of creation, he resolved to undertake himself the acts necessary to bring forth the universe. This divine radiance, the jyotirliṅga of Sadāśiva, established within, is celebrated as the remover of all faults and the bestower of every desired fruit. Contemplating this sacred light, Viṣṇu praised Īśāna, the creator and sustainer of the cosmos, the destroyer of all evil. Graciously, Īśāna bestowed his blessings upon Viṣṇu, saying, “Arise.” With deep reverence, Viṣṇu offered salutations to the Lord of the three worlds, the bearer of the triple qualities and forms. He acknowledged, “You alone are the Lord of all worlds, manifesting as the gods through your own divine portions. Having appointed me as the protector of the world and veiled me in your Māyā, what should I do now, when the burden of the world rests upon you?” O Hara, O Śambhu—seeing Hari’s distress and remorse, the Lord spoke with compassion: “I abide upon the earth as Aruṇācala. Long ago, I granted a boon here to the former Viṣṇu: this radiant, tranquil form exists for the protection of the worlds. To the rivers, waterfalls, and even the rain from the clouds; to the blind, by granting sight; to the lame, by restoring movement; by conferring all accomplishments and freeing from every disease—my presence here is a blessing for all.” Having thus spoken, Śambhu disappeared, and Hari too vanished, merging into the sacred form of Aruṇācala. There, the mountain shone, encircled by gods dwelling in the forest, and by the Vedas with all their limbs and the Upaniṣads embodied all around. From this holy site, a hundred divine forms were created—a lineage of celestial Apsarases. Viṣṇu, the lotus-eyed, bathed in the Brahma-lake there. Cleansed of all sin, he attained lordship over all the worlds. Even Bhāskara, the radiant Sun, once afflicted by the Asuras, immersed himself in the pure, sacred ford created by Brahmā. Having gained victory over the Daityas, he circumambulated Mount Meru in triumph. Soma, the moon god, once burned by the fire of Dakṣa’s curse, was restored by the power of Śiva’s words. Agni, tormented by the disease of consumption from a Brahmarṣi’s curse, found relief as well. Indra, having slain Vṛtra, Bala, Pāka, Namuci, and Jṛmbha, was nevertheless diminished by the weight of his sins and sought refuge at the ends of the worlds. Yet, after worshipping Mount Aruṇa, the lord of the gods was freed from his sins, regaining his position as Indra. Surrounded by a hundred Apsarases, Śakra commanded clouds of flowers to shower the heavens with divine blossoms. Śeṣa, too, at Śiva’s command, worshipped the lord of Mount Śoṇa, as did the other Nāgas, Gandharvas, Siddhas, and hosts of Apsarases. All the gods, eager to subdue the Daityas and other foes, prepared themselves for sacrifice. O radiant one, you were fashioned by Tvaṣṭṛ, glowing with the brilliance of the sun. Yet, the chariot-horses, exhausted and deprived of strength, could go no further, and the bearers of rays, garlanded with light, could not ascend to the high heavens. Out of compassion, the Lord granted him a path in the sky and bestowed upon him auspicious horses, ensuring the continuation of his divine journey.