With a mind cleansed of all sins, one attains the exalted realm of heroes. This sacred place is known as Vamana-kunda, famed throughout the three worlds. There, having fulfilled a hundred cherished desires, the soul journeys onward to the city of Vishnu. At this point, Vyasa, eager to know more, addressed his companion: “O sinless one, when and at what time did the city called Vamana come into being? I wish to hear all about it from you, O best among those who know Brahman, for merely hearing its story frees one from all sins.” The tale then turned to Prahlada, renowned among all upholders of dharma. By his courage, the worlds were sustained; by his forgiveness, the earth was upheld. Through his humility, all who approached him were won over by that great soul. With purity of conduct and mind, and by his austerities, he destroyed all evil. Through refinement, he conquered birth itself, and by self-control, realized his eternal self. Such was the great yogi, ever devoted to truth and righteousness. Prahlada's grandson was Bali, a man of virtuous conduct. Bali was neither young nor dull-witted, neither foolish, sickly, nor envious. He was a great king, protector of the earth, performer of sacrifices, and generous with gifts. Once, Bali sat upon a splendid seat in his assembly hall. Musicians played, and groups of Apsaras danced before him. Bards, panegyrists, Siddhas, and Charanas, learned in many things, were present. Among them were Sunda, Upasunda, Tuhuṇḍa, and others, along with the fierce Mahishasura; Kalanemi, the mighty one; Daurhṛda; Mushaka; Yama; Shankha; Jalandhara, the fierce one; Vatapi, strong in power; and many others, descendants of the demon lineage, flourished there. Siddhas, Nagas, Yakshas, Kinnaras, and Kimpurushas also attended. All these and many others gathered to serve the king. The assembly shone, adorned with radiant stars, like the autumn sky. Bali was surrounded by the Maruts, just as Indra is surrounded by the gods in heaven. When all the Danavas had arrived and gathered, they paid homage to the mighty Kinnaras. After offering hospitality and being seated, the noble sage Narada spoke. The divine assembly was delightful, filled with celestial intent. Seated together, they recounted virtuous stories to one another. Once, Hiranyakashipu, the Daitya, was lord of all creatures. Having subdued all the worlds, he enjoyed dominion over the earth. He was powerful, all-pervading, and desirous, but was ultimately slain by Narasimha. Thus, after oppressing the mighty protector of the world, Hiranyakashipu was vanquished. Narada then addressed the assembly: “O foremost of Danavas, you have inherited the earth from your ancestors. How much strength do the gods possess, O best of Danavas? Heed my words and become the lord of the three worlds.” Incited by Narada’s words, Bali became exceedingly angry, intent on conquering the three worlds. He engaged in a fierce battle with mighty Indra. Through his valor, Bali, the son of Virocana, became the lord of all the worlds.