Indra From The 100 Novels & Stories

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

Showed up as the angel investor. His voice trembled. "I know you'll never forgive me. I never made you happy. Just... let me support you from afar." I shook his hand, smiling like he was any other donor. "Thanks, Mr. Fletcher, for backing physics in our country." And no, I didn't feel lucky. I earned this—every inch of it. The past? That chapter's closed. What matters now is the road ahead. While I'm still breathing, I'm building something real. Something that lasts.

Sometimes he’s almost intimidated by her powers – but only almost. "Come in then!" Laurin calls out before sighing annoyed. Indra entered the room her face radiating imperious, she’s wearing an old-fashioned white cotton dress with green and silver embroidery. Her unruly hair frames her small face and her obvious anger makes her eyes sparkle in iridescent colors. With her head held high, she closes the heavy door behind her. "Have you come to surrender?" He folds the letter and puts it down in his pocket and closes the distance between them in a few long strides.

For one had seen through the Silver Wolves and understood their situation. "No they aren't afraid," Butler Fin answered with a small sigh. Indra was a god of great potential and a bright young God at that. But he had a fatal flaw. He had spent so many years fighting and warring that he had forgotten what it was like to face one's first true test. He had forgotten what it felt like to have the lives of those one loves in one's hands for he had never been in such a situation. All those Indra loved were dead. They had died long ago. How could he understand that the Silver Wolves

He walked decisively over to Diana, her shiny shoes stomping the floor he was walking on. Inder's black aura managed to awaken the students there, they were all stunned to see Inder enter the classroom with a hostile look on his face. "Isn't that the man who helped Amayra?" exclaimed one student. "Oh my God, I guess something bad is going to happen." "Gosh! I just realized it! He is Inder Mahendra the most successful businessman in Jakarta!" "Gosh! That man!" Bora, one of Diana's friends apparently noticed Inder's arrival first. He touched Diana's shoulder in panic, trying to tell the girl. But Diana was too focused on her gadgets.

But the man and his colleagues cut it down to just five days. He continued to ride on his warhorse in any condition and weather, be it hot or stormy. With a relatively super short rest period, it would definitely make anyone feel tired. But not with this man. Trained as an elite force, he and his comrades wouldn't feel tired over a small thing like this. His gaze was so sharp looking ahead. Short haircuts to almost bald become characteristics that couldn't be separated from him. He was Indra, aka 'The Bald.' "Captain! The Glafelden Town's Gate is in sight!" he called to a man directly behind his horse.

I gradually began to adapt to my new life here. With Trevor's help, I found a job and even made some new friends. Over time, my life slowly got back on track. Once, I met a charming man who spoke with remarkable poise at the company gathering. He offered to drive me home after the meal had ended. "Are you from Lutheria by any chance, Ms. Norton?" the man asked as he drove. "Yes, that's right. How did you know that?" I was caught by surprise.