Creatures of every kind, whether gross or subtle, appear in accordance with their own actions. As I speak now, my limbs grow weak and my mind feels bewildered, yet I will recount what I have seen and heard. There is a wondrous place, both seen and unseen, crowded with countless varieties of trees. Amidst these groves flows a river, clear, cool, and fragrant, shining brilliantly and destroying all sins. This river is the foremost among rivers, where the immortals themselves play, engaging again and again in joyful water games. Kinnaris with gracefully bent bodies sing sweetly, accompanied by serpents, and thousands of divine women are always present. Elsewhere, groves of trees eternally bear flowers and fruits. Within the waters of this river, enchanting women adorned with beautiful girdles delight in their ability to assume any form at will. Together with their beloveds, they stir the river and play joyfully, their laughter mingling with the sound of water instruments and the jingling of ornaments. This auspicious river, the most delightful of all, is known as Vaivasvatī. Its charm matches the beauty of its waters, which are always full and divine, captivating all who behold them. The river is adorned with the finest lotuses called Rathāṅga, their golden centers shining like molten gold. Its water is pure, fragrant, sweet, and clear, truly resembling nectar. Here, beautiful women, intoxicated with delight, play in charming forms. The river is worthy of worship even by the gods, ascetics rich in penance, and sages. Many men have offered water here, and the river’s true form is established as its very essence. Women always sing together, accompanied by the rhythm of instruments and melodious songs, their delightful forms creating joy for the gods in heaven through their melodious sounds. Enjoying themselves in the palace groves, these women never grow weary, no matter how much they indulge. At times, a sweet fragrance spreads, filling the palace corridors and flourishing pathways. Elsewhere, others play with their beloveds, shining on golden platforms made for their enjoyment. The extent of this delight cannot be described, not even in many days. Thus concludes the chapter called 'Description of the City of Dharmarāja in the Cycle of Existence' in the glorious Varāha Purāṇa. The son of the sage then spoke: This city is surrounded by a wall and adorned with hundreds of palaces. It appears as if the sky itself has been opened, blazing with radiant light. The city is filled with various instruments and encircled by garlands of flames. An entrance is established for those who are observers of righteousness, and an entryway is made for human beings who have performed good deeds. There stands a southern iron gateway, terrifying to behold. Through this, an entrance is arranged by the son of the Sun for all sinners and those who commit acts of killing. There is also a western gateway, difficult to look upon from all sides, established by Yama himself for the entry of evildoers. Within the city, a divine assembly hall made entirely of precious gems has been appointed by Vaivasvata. This hall is for those who have conquered anger, are free from greed, detached, and devoted to austerity. It is an assembly for all beings, both virtuous and wicked alike.