I Become Karna With a Million Times Crit System In Mahabharata.



"Drauni, Here this is milk, Drink it as much as you want."

Krip carried Ashwattama with her in the kitchen and made him sit in front of her, Though he was quite old for to be carried like that by her but he enjoyed every moment of it as it's rare for his mother to be this affectionate with him.

Kripi too knows that but she really could not bring herself to look at his smiling face every time knowing he deserves way better but she can't provide it. The guilt was too much for her to be in front of him and not cry out loud.

But today she was not that helpless, She can finally provide for him even if it is a one-time thing. She is still happy that she was able to fulfil his first wish.

"Really mother? But what about you? Are you not going to drink it or you too don't like the taste?"

Ashwatthama or for her, Daruni looked up at his mother with his innocent eyes as he asked her in curiosity, He did not take a look at the glass of milk in front of her but he was rather concerned about the mother who was looking at him dotingly.

Seeing there was just one glass of milk, He asked what about her as she did not get one for herself.

"I don't like milk that much, You drink it as much as you want, It's all for you."

Kripi ran her hand over the head of Ashwatthama with love and said it, Right now she was very eager to see him drink the milk, To see for the first time his satisfied face and a genuine smile not just one that is there for the show.

She wanted to feel good about herself as being the mother of this divine child, She still remembers how divine he was looking when he was born and when he cried it was like the neigh of horses which is the reason why his name is Ashwatthama.

The meaning of name Ashwatthama is being the sacred voice that relates to that of a horse in Sanskrit, He is even good with animals which might also be because he is part of Pasupati (Lord Of Animals), Mahadeva (God of Gods) himself.

"Okay mata, Thank you for the food."

Aswatthama, not knowing the inner thoughts of his mother, was very happy that he got to drink milk. Now those kids will no longer bully him for not knowing the taste of milk and maybe they are willing to be his friends.

After all, now that they all know the taste of milk, So they are now equal, which was the reason they did not accept him as their friend because he didn't know the taste of milk hence making him not equal to them.

For the still innocent him who is yet to get slapped by the cruelty of society yet this is his reasoning of his when they taunted him they can't be friends with him because they are not equal.

He had this pure heart but in the original source that pure heart was slowly tainted, Once where only innocence and compassion for others in his heart filled with resentment and anger, Which all came out that dark night.

The night which became the reason why even after all the bloodbath in the 18 days of the war by others, He was the one who was labelled as the most sinful and labelled for the most heinous crime even if his actions were debatable.

In history he go down as close to no one even though people know how strong he was, He was among only a few warriors who had the power to end that 18 days war in a day if he wanted to and still not many people know about him all because of his that one act that blackened his name.

But that was now past or future anyway you wanted to phrase it, The Destiny is long since changed for everyone present, Let's see what is going to be written in his new one.

Ashwatthama folded his hand and thanked for the food and then carefully picked up the glass filled to the brim with milk and then tasted it, Though the milk was hot but it did not burn him at all, He took a sip without any worry.

As he took it his eyes opened wide in shock, He had never tasted something delicious like this, For him this milk was the best food he ever tasted which says a lot about what kinda living situation he has and why Kripi is so guilt-ridden all the time.

"Mata, What kinda heavenly nectar is this? Is this what milk tastes like? If so, those brothers are stupid not to like this celestial drink. How can someone not like this?"

Ashwatthama said in shock and excitement as he with genuine surprise and joy said to his mother with a heartfelt smile on his face holding the glass of milk dearly in his hands fearing to spill accidentally.

He was really shocked by its taste and was really happy as the Mani on his forehead was shining brightly because of his excited emotional state.

Kripi saw that and felt like crying once again but this time she wanted to cry not because of pain but happiness. Finally, her son was happy, Really happy, not just pretending to be one.

"Yes, Those kids might really be stupid not to enjoy what they have, You don't worry about them, If you like it then drink up."

Kripi is also influenced by his emotions. She too had a wide smile as she said with a laugh in her voice but if one paid attention they could hear the pain in those words and slightly choking on tears, She was fighting to hold back.

Ashwatthama though mature but is still a kid, He did not notice her state and was only satisfied with her reaction as he once again started drinking hastily but a little sip at a time to enjoy this taste for a while.

The duo of mother and son were happy that they didn't see the two pain-filled eyes staring at them.

(A/N : Decided to give him little screen time after all believe it or not he is also important for the story, It also establishes his character.

Like always thank you for reading and have a good day 😁.)