Listen, O best of the twice-born, for I shall reveal yet another truth to you. In reality, you have performed no act—neither auspicious nor inauspicious. Whatever wrongs or transgressions you may have committed, and whatever deeds from a previous existence have brought you to this exalted state—know that all this is bound to the workings of destiny. Those pure-hearted twice-born who are my devotees, whom you neglected to honor, are none other than my very embodiments. Truly, among them I am present, O foremost of Brahmins—this is beyond doubt. Even those twice-born who yearn to behold me are my devotees as well. Especially in this Kali age, I reside in the form of a Brahmin. Whoever seeks to attain me, for such a one nothing is impossible to utter. Go now, O Brahmin—you are perfected. When the time comes for you to relinquish your life-breath, you shall surely attain me. Having spoken thus, O fair one, I vanished from that very spot. After accomplishing a most arduous deed, I journeyed to Śvetadvīpa, armed with bow, quiver, arrows, and sword, and endowed with the wondrous power of illusion. O Earth, by my illusion, what can you comprehend? My illusion is not for you to know. Thus, O Earth, I have recounted to you the story of my great and potent illusion. Among all stories, it is the greatest; among all austerities, it is supreme, O vanquisher of foes. Whoever recites this narrative always among devotees, and does not proclaim it to non-devotees, and whoever, when asked, recites it before my devotees—even if they be Śūdras—and whoever rises at dawn and recites it with unwavering resolve—such a one, after the full course of time, attains the supreme end. Whoever listens daily to this sacred narrative, O Earth, receives the blessing you once desired, which I have now revealed to you. Now begins the account of the greatness of Kubjāmraka. Having heard of this wondrous power of illusion, the Earth, steadfast in her vows, inquired further: “I do not know about that, nor about what you spoke of before. Tell me of the merit and everlasting nourishment that exists at Kubjāmraka.” Varāha replied: “The nourishment at Kubjāmraka, and the sacred ford there, O sinless one—all this I shall tell you fully and truly, O beautiful goddess. Hear also of the acts by which one who bathes there, even if dead, attains blessedness. After I had slain the demons Madhu and Kaiṭabha, at the command of Brahmā, I beheld at that place the great sage named Raibhya. He was bowed in deep reverence, O Earth—wise, virtuous, pure, skilled, and master of his senses. For a thousand years he had sustained himself on nothing but water, and at times on Śaiva leaves. Because of his great austerity, O goddess, I was pleased with the high-souled Raibhya. As he practiced his austerities, he arrived at the gateway of the Gaṅgā. For a particular reason, I revealed myself to him there. Thus, O wise one, this place became known as Kubjāmraka. Now, O Earth, listen as I tell you something more. There, I saw him assuming a hunchbacked form. After bowing to that sage, steadfast in his vows, I stood before him.