Even darkness remembers. A desire that endures longer than eternity. As long-buried secrets begin to awaken, the line between myth and reality starts to break. And not everything goes according to plan. An enthralling tale of obsession so profound that it shatters the very notion of sanity. A story between a mortal and The Acharya (?). ---------------------- What use are my infinite hands if they cannot hold him all at once?​ My millions of hands fight.​ So that every single atom of His body can be touched, cherished,​ And worshipped simultaneously,​ Leaving no part of Him lonely or bare.