The throne room was a cavernous space, its walls adorned with dark tapestries. At the heart of the chamber, a colossal obsidian throne stood as a symbol of absolute power. Ajashakti sat enthroned, his form bathed in an ethereal glow.

Before him, the Danavas, led by their king Pralayant, knelt in submission. Their bodies, once filled with a warrior's spirit, now bowed before the might of the Asura king. Their eyes, filled with a mix of reverence and fear, reflected the magnitude of their new alliance.

Pralayant rose from his kneeling position. His face, though etched with a hint of resignation, held a flicker of determination. "I, the king of Danavas, swear my loyalty to Lord Ajashakti." There was a nobility in his demeanor, a sense of honor that belied his lineage.

To the side, the Daityas stood as silent sentinels. Their eyes, once filled with skepticism, now held a grudging respect. Ajashakti, in a short span, had proven himself to be a leader unlike any other. Vakrang, his face a mask of feigned loyalty, stood amidst the other Daityas. Yet, his eyes were fixed on Ajashakti.

A surge of jealousy coursed through him. It should have been him on that throne, basking in the reverence of both Daityas and Danavas. But fate, or perhaps a cruel twist of destiny, had chosen otherwise. A bitter taste of resentment filled his mouth as he watched Ajashakti, the usurper, command the attention of the asuras.

Diti, seated beside Danu, watched the spectacle with a mixture of pride and satisfaction. Her gamble had paid off beyond her wildest dreams. Meanwhile Danu watched her sons kneel before Ajashakti, a pang of sorrow pierced her heart. She had brought them into this alliance, a necessary evil, but the sight of their submission was a bitter pill to swallow.

"Habituate yourself to this sight, sister." Diti leaned closer to Danu, her voice a low whisper, "This is the fate of your sons. Kneeling before Ajashakti, or kneeling before Yamraj."

Danu met Diti's eyes with a venomous glare. But as the weight of the situation pressed down upon her, she averted her eyes, her gaze lost in the shadows of the throne room.

After the Danavas were done swearing their allegiance to Ajashakti, the feast began. A celebration of power and dominance. Mountains of meat, roasted to perfection, were piled high. Rivers of intoxicating beverages flowed freely, their crimson hue reflecting the dark nature of their hosts.

Ajashakti sat at the head of the long table, his regal form a stark contrast to the barbaric splendor of the feast. His demeanor was that of a detached observer, his eyes scanning the revelry with a cold indifference.

"Taste this, my son," Diti urged, her voice laced with a hidden purpose as she offered him a platter of roasted meat.

The meat, she knew, was infused with a potent blend of herbs and spices, each chosen for its ability to amplify the Tamasic energy within. It was a calculated gamble, a desperate attempt to solidify him into a full-fledged Asura.

Ajashakti's gaze fell upon the platter, his eyes scanning the meat with a detached indifference. Slowly, with a deliberate grace, he reached out and plucked a piece of meat. His fingers, long and elegant, held the morsel aloft for a moment, as if examining it.

Then he brought it to his lips. His teeth sank into the flesh with a quiet, almost surgical efficiency. The meat, considered a tamasik dish, was consumed in deliberate bites. At first, his face remained impassive, revealing nothing of the sensations he experienced. But moments later, a slow, predatory smile crept across his face as he savored the taste. His eyes, once indifferent, now gleamed with a feral satisfaction.

Diti's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she watched her son devour the meat. She then reached for a goblet filled with wine. The crimson drink, infused with potent herbs, was a complement to the meat, a concoction that will definitely amplify the darkness within Ajashakti.

Ajashakti's eyes, already gleaming with a predatory intensity, seemed to ignite with a darker fire as he spotted the goblet. He took the glass from Diti and without hesitation brought it near his lips. The crimson liquid flowed down his throat in a single, unbroken stream. The wine seemed to ignite a primal hunger within him.

Danu, seated at the far end of the opulent table, watched the spectacle with a horrified expression. The once divine being, transformed into a savage asura, was a sight that chilled her to the bone.

"Diti is making a big mistake." She muttered.
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A pall of dread hung heavy over Swarglok. The news of the unholy alliance between the Daityas and Danavas was a dagger to the heart of the celestial realm. A heavy tension hung in the air as somber expressions were etched on the faces of devtas. Indra, seated on his throne with a grim expression, appears deep in thought.

Vayudev approaches the king of gods and asks, "What shall be our course of action if Danavas, and Daityas combine their might against us, Devraj ?"

Indra's eyes darken as he replies, "I am not worried about facing the asuras in battle. What truly concerns me is the presence of Srinav among them."

The gods exchanged worried glances, knowing the formidable threat they now faced. The unity of the three malevolent forces spelled trouble for Swarg.

"Should we seek Narayan's intervention ?" Chandradev asked.

Indra denies immediately, "No, I will not have Srinav face his father-in-law in battle. No one can withstand Narayan. It will be catastrophic. Such a battle would consume us all."

With a worried expression, Chandradev questions, "Then what is our course of action ?"

"Devi Amarsri," Indra murmured, her name a beacon in this gathering darkness.

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A/N

Is offering Non-veg to gods, wrong ? Well kind of no. (Keep in mind that I am a pure vegetarian, hence don't come at me saying I'm justifying anything)

You see since ancient times and even now in many parts of India, non-veg and alcohol is offered to gods, especially in the Shakta tradition, Tantra tradition, and also in Shaiva tradition. Even today in West Bengal Mata Durga and Mata Lakshmi are offered fish. In Maharashtra Matarani is offered nov-veg dishes.

A lot of it depends on the geographical context, what you are able to obtain is what you offer. Even animal sacrifices happen, Narayan says in Harivamsha that yogmaya shall get animal sacrifices. In fact, Pandavas are mentioned hunting and eating meat in many places in Mahabharat whether in the forest or palace, yet we never see Krishna trying to stop them even once.

So it should not be surprising that Srinav can eat non-veg, since he is the son of Shree and Shakti, two goddesses who are heavily offered such food. But what's wrong here is the way and the intention with which Diti is offering it to him. To increase his Tamasik energy.

The main reason Gurus and Acharayas say to not eat non-veg, is primarily because it is Tamsik food and will increase your Tamas. But if you can eat non-veg, and yet keep your Tamas in balance, then it's fine. Narottam wahi hai jo sansaar ka bhog karke bhi, man se Yogi rahe.