When Gauri had completed her sacred vows, she was transformed and became known as Gauri. At that very moment, a natural portion, a divine emanation, arose from you as well. O bestower of boons, you were destined to be worshipped throughout the world as Ekānaṃśā, revered in many forms and distinctions, as the fulfiller of all desires. Indeed, you alone are Gāyatrī—the very mouth of the sacred syllable Oṃ, the voice through which the Veda is spoken. Among people, you are known as the goddess Kamalā, and among the Śūdras, you are honored as their very mother. You are the fame that adorns the renowned, and the prosperity that graces all embodied beings. You are the beauty that shines in the adorned, and the peace that fills those whose actions are joyful. You are the mighty boundary of the oceans, and the playfulness found in the playful. Thus, O goddess, being worshipped in countless forms throughout the worlds, all desires are assuredly fulfilled for you—of this, there is no doubt. In this way, she who had arisen was praised with reverence by Brahmā himself. Now, in the place where Pārvatī was taken and where Hara—Lord Shiva—found success, two powerful Dānavas were born. These formidable beings were named Caṇḍa and Pracaṇḍa. There, the Lord of Mountains was seen, holding the dice and the dice-cup in his hand. At this sight, a call rang out: “O goddess of gods! I am your servant.” But then, as the god became enamored, those two Dānavas—true thorns to the gods—arrived on the scene. In their fury, they struck Nandī, Shiva’s devoted attendant, piercing him with their tridents. Seeing Nandina, the son of Śilāda, grievously wounded, a command was given: “Let those two great demons be slain; let them be killed.” When the powerful Dānavas were seen lying slain by her hand, a great proclamation was made. “Therefore, in this world, you will become famous by the name Harasiddhi.” Thus, at the sacred site of Mahākāla, she became known as Harasiddhi. Whoever beholds Harasiddhi with supreme devotion, O best of men, beholds the primal accomplished one—the great goddess, eternal, whose very form is space itself. Whoever remembers the four-syllabled mantra ‘Hara-siddhi,’ or worships Harasiddhi on the auspicious day of the great Navami, receives her pure and holy blessings, for she bestows happiness everywhere. On that great Navami, O Vyasa, the goddess Harasiddhi, beloved of Hara, is worshipped, and it is on this day that buffalo-demons and similar foes are slain. Thus concludes the nineteenth chapter, “The Greatness of Hara-siddhi,” in the Avanti section of the Skanda Purana. If one worships with golden flowers, their accomplishment is never diminished. Thus ends the glory of Vatayakshini. Whoever offers sesame with devotion is never born as a demon. Whatever is given, dedicated to any deity or person, becomes imperishable. By bathing in her name, a person is freed from demonhood. Such a devotee attains eternal liberation, and in his lineage, none is ever born as a ghost. He is freed from all sins, as a serpent sheds its old skin. Leaving the abode of Yama, O Vyasa, he ascends to the world of Rudra. He attains the fruit of an Ashvamedha sacrifice—of this, there is no doubt. That god is known by the name Damarukeshvara. Such a devotee has no fear of disease, and upon death, goes to Shiva’s own city. He attains both a kingdom and heaven, just as Indra did, and, endowed with enjoyment, delights for a full hundred crore aeons.