Hari, the Lord, placed the devotee in a celestial chariot and led him to the heavenly realms. By the power of that god, they ascended to heaven, beloved one. All the hosts of gods praised him, for he is the deliverer from hell. Whoever beholds, each day, the god who is Lord of Hell—such a sight brings joy even to the gods themselves, O daughter of the mountain. When a man worships this god, the Lord of Hell, on the fourteenth day joined with the yoga of Shiva, when it is Krishna Chaturdashi, not only he but ten thousand generations of his lineage, both past and future, benefit. On that sacred day, those who worship the Lord of Hell are cleansed of whatever sin has been accumulated by deed, mind, or speech. O goddess, this power of his, which destroys sin, has now been revealed to you. Indeed, by merely seeing him, a person becomes liberated. Long ago, in the Rāthaṃtara kalpa, there was a king named Vīradhanvan. One day, he ventured into the forest, O beautiful-faced one, in pursuit of deer. He came upon the place where his five virtuous brothers were. Once, those five brothers, seeing some young deer in the forest, each seized one. The deer died, and the brothers were greatly distressed. Seeking atonement, they approached the sage Saṃvarta, who was surrounded by his disciples. They confessed, "O lord, five newborn deer have been killed by us." Saṃvarta replied, "Purity is attained when atonement is performed; the one who does penance becomes purified, and the sin passes to the giver." The twice-born, armed with the sword of the Veda and established in righteousness, consider flaws—whether in chastity, recitation, or sacrifice. When the earth deities declare, "It is flawless," so it is. Thus, when the best among the twice-born spoke in this way to the eminent ones, the brothers narrated their actions to him, just as they had occurred. They also spoke of the Dharma-śāstras, as properly prescribed. Whether one is eighty years old or a boy not yet sixteen, one must consider carefully the place, time, age, capacity, and the nature of the sin. Having donned deer skins and undertaken vows, they began their penance. When a year had passed, King Vīradhanvan and his brothers lived at the foot of a certain tree, subsisting as deer did. There, the king approached the sage and confessed, "O great sage, the sin of killing a Brahmin has come upon me." Overwhelmed by intense sorrow, he wept, greatly afflicted. The sage comforted him, saying, "Do not fear, O king; I shall remove your sin." Uplifted by the god of gods, Viṣṇu, who bears the form of a boar, the god Janārdana himself will surely deliver you. Yet, thus addressed, the king spoke harshly, "What is the use of this twice-born, who is powerless and wicked?" In his anger, he struck the sage with a sword. In that very forest, O goddess, deluded by a multitude of sins, afflicted by hunger, tormented by thirst, and driven by childishness, delusion, and recklessness, Vīradhanvan wandered, burdened by accumulated sin, through the dense forest.